Ever been in love with your classmate.Its an exciting and all together a risky business.All you end up doing in the class i to keep looking at the person.It gets worst when teachers start noticing your sudden non-responsive,non-mischievous behavior,wondering what the hell had gone wrong with you as they no more see pieces of chalks and paper planes being hurled their way from your side of the class.Your best friends aren't able to accept the sudden alienation and seclusion and are in a state of depression of losing out on your company.As for the other people who had a crush on you,well i don't think i even need to mention that much.It's no less that a suicidal tendency developing or a plan being hatched to beat up your love or atleast some sort of plan to trouble the person.

Concentration in the class obviously drops to a negative figure.Worst is the part when on some of the days you love doesn't turn up to school.The entire place seems to feel like Alcatraz.You just don't feel like being there.Your friends are like,'dude,what the hell are you gonna do,she didn't turn up'.They start making things even worse by actually making you feel that that only reason you should have turned up for school is to have been able to meet her.When she's not there,you have no right to be there.

The most amazing thing is that no matter how fair and just you might have always been while appearing for the examinations,not cheating as well as not letting others cheat,you some how are compelled to help your love in the paper.If you are a guy,and you see those cute little shiny eyes talking to you in the middle of the paper,asking you answer to some damn question,you feel like just getting up and handing up your entire answer sheet to her....yeah but that isn't a possibility.But you still try hard.

This is the beauty of being young and being in school.