Samantha…my drum teacher thinks that I should ask you out. She said the way you looked at me when I walked by you, seemed like more than just being acquaintances or friends…. or whatever we are. I but I told her even though I like talking to you, even though I think you are beautiful… I could never ask you because I don’t know that she is right. I don’t know you would want that. I don’t want to creep you out or freak you out by asking you such a thing. It feels like T. S. Elliot’s “Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock” I let mundane fears and feelings stop me. I just cannot take hurting somebody I like and I cannot take the possibility of rejection. So, denial it is.