Ethical Madness

It's decided. I'm head over heels with Victor. Which is worse, very, very worse. He's gorgeous. And skinny. Not very skinny but skinny. And I look like a pig. He always makes fun of everyone. He's a real asshole. A really funny (and a bit painful) thing happened Wednesday. WE were in class and we were reading a book (we usually read books to ourselves during Spanish classes) and Fernando (a guy in my class) was saying something to me about Linkin Park and bang! I felt something collide with the side of my head. Turns out Victor wanted to threw his pen at Fernando but, as he has a very good aim, it hit me instead. Victor jumped out of his chair, came to me, held me , apologized to me and kissed the top of my head. Then he started laughing like mad, and I followed. Soon the whole class was laughing like hell. It was truly memorable moment. All the class in silence, a sudden bang, me not knowing what the hell hit me. I asked Maria how red my face had turned when Victor came to me. Finally, the teacher told Victor to step out and calm himself. Poor Vicky, he couldn't even breathe anymore. I couldn't stop laughing either, and my temple hurt like mad because of the pen. I call that moment: "Victor and the killer pen".
It's strange really, I sit at the evry front of the class with two more girls and when I usually turn to look at Victor, pretending to look at Maria to tell her something, I usually meet his eyes.Too bad I'm not a guy like that's type of girl. I'm not blond or skinny.
I like him so bleeding much. I fell for him last week when I started school, the very first day when he walked through the classroom door. I don't know why I like him so much though. He isn't my type of guy either.
Mom was glad, though. She said that our moving was good after all, because I like guys again. LOL.
What'd you say?