I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around him and sleep, not fuck, like in those horrible movies. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But i lacked the courage and he had a girlfriend and i was being gawky and he was gorgeous so gorgeous and i was hopelessly boring and he was endlessly fascinating... so i walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were like rain, i was drizzle and he was a hurricane.