Crush

What are you smiling about?

Tell me.

Penny for your thoughts?

I kissed Emily.

Where?

Duh, on the lips.

What's wrong?

Penny for your thoughts?

What's wrong?

You kissed the wrong girl.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Please, help!

Please!

Crush. Webster's Dictionary's fourth definition for the word

describes it as an intense and usually passing infatuation.

Obviously, they leave out the crazy parts.

Let's go!

Let's go.

Let's go, Scott!

Scott!

Get them out of here, man.

Yellow card.

Scott, you all right?

I'm good. Let's go. Come on!

I'm open. Pass the ball!

How's the knee?

Yeah, good. Cool, cool.

You going to Brock's party?

Yeah, definitely. I'll see you there, man.

I'd like to order delivery.

I told you i was coming.

Just making sure.

Assholes.

You can thank Jules. It was her idea.

You're still assholes.

Hey, Karen. Have you seen Jules?

No, sorry.

Shit.

What are you doing up here?

I'm just keeping my eye on you.

They're pulling him out of the car.

He looks so hot.

Who... who said that? Stop.

Oh, he's talking to Karen.

You know she's completely

over the freaking moon for you.

No, she isn't. You're oblivious.

You didn't have to abduct me.

I was coming anyways.

You liar.

Psycho. Valid.

Come on.

You know, i was just going to order pizza and pass out at home.

Yeah, i knew it.

No, you didn't.

I freaking knew it.

Don't say that word. What?

I don't care what you say. I'm bringing it back.

You know i would have come over if it was pizza.

Backyard is off limits, guys.

Our bad.

- Hey. - Hey.

You should have passed the ball.

We won, right?

You know i'm faster than you, so...

so next time, just pass it.

You won't get lucky again.

Is that right?

Guys, please don't.

Okay, here we go. Here we go.

Oh, here we go!

Here we go.

Go!

Scott! Jesus, Scott!

Scott, are you okay? What happened?

My knee.

Can you sit up? Can you move?

You should take it easy on the running.

Didn't the doctor say it would take two years

for the ligaments to fully heal?

What's it been, six months?

I need to get back on the field

if i want to get a scholarship.

Your mom and i can pay for school.

You mean you can pay for it.

Are you going to make your move?

Checkmate.

Tonight i was not so mutinous.

Nor so miserable.

My Sisera lay quiet in the tent, slumbering.

And as his pain ached through his slumber,

something like an angel,

the ideal, knelt near.

It's clear that some of you liked Villette.

And some of you thought it was far too long

to actually read it.

Nice job, Bess.

Okay. Please try to read something, anything

over the summer.

Sorry, are you all right?

Yeah. Yeah, my fault.

Sorry, again.

Hey, Bess.

Hello.

Was that that soccer kid?

Scott something? Scott Norris.

He's cute.

Was he the guy who got drunk one night

and blew out his knee?

Wasn't his fault.

Well, whose fault was it? Is that you, Andie?

Yeah, David.

Could you come back here for one second?

Hey, what are you doing back here?

Checking inventory.

Are you hiding from Bess?

No, i would never hide from Bess.

Why would you think that?

She's just shy, cause, you know, she's new to town.

She probably misses her old one.

Trust me, i know the feeling.

You do? Mm-hmm.

Don't tell me you're missing Ball-sac-ramento.

You have a nice laugh. You should try it more often.

I should get back out there. Okay.

Hey, your friend Jeffrey is back again.

He's not my friend.

See you tomorrow, Andie. Bye.

See you, Bess.

I want to sit next to you.

I want to be your friend.

I want to be as important to you as she is.

What is this?

It's called Notes to Crushes.

Seems a little weird.

I mean, i should know.

I did so much weird stuff in High School.

Like what?

I waited for guys outside their home.

I sent them anonymous love letters.

I even made friends with their girlfriends

to see what they liked about them.

Brian Solverson was my big crush.

When i get a crush, it's bad.

Me, too.

Just remember, there's a fine line

between cute and creepy.

Looking for this?

Jules!

What are you doing here?

Just waiting for you to stop being weird.

You're the one hiding out on my porch.

Stop. You know what i mean.

Look, i just really need to focus on getting back

on the field right now.

Nothing's going to happen. I just want to talk like we used to.

I promise.

I lied.

Scotty?

Shh, my dad is here.

Shh! I know what you... Shh!

Ow! Come on!

You want some food?

Stop, stop, stop.

I think we should stop.

Are you sure?

No... Yes, i'm sure.

That's... just so you know what you're missing.

Jules...

Hey, Jules. Wait up.

I just...

I need you, Jules.

As a friend.

And i can't handle screwing that up right now.

Okay, i get it.

Thank you.

I promise that's the last time i kiss you first.

Hey, Bess.

How do you know where i live?

I have my ways.

Have you been following me home?

Where's your family

What do you mean?

I've been here, let's just say awhile.

There are no lights.

My parents are travel writers.

They spend their summers researching cities.

Cool.

Party at your house.

They'll be back soon.

I made you a mix.

I don't like the music you listen to.