Dear Prancer, You Might have Been Right.

For all intents and purposes, this is purely hypothetical, Or else dear Prancer's head might explode. 

So there's this guy. No, not Prancer. I don't like him like that. Me and Prancer have more of a "I'll smack you from time to time but that's 'cause you're one of my best friends" sort of relationship. So this other guy, who doesn't have a nickname yet because I haven't thought of one, is in one of my classes. He also lives on my floor. He's really cute, in an attractively scruffy sort of way.He's really nice too. And really into music, like me. So we have a fair amount to talk about. But he's in orchestra, and I'm a band geek, so that could be an issue. (For you non-musical fiends, Orchestra and Band kids like to rip on each other. It's a dork thing.) So I was discussing him with Prancer, because Prancer just moved into his own dorm across the country and is lonely and friendless, therefore he runs crying to me. And Prancer had a theory. Prancer's theory was that  I have a crush on this nameless guy. And I'm denying it. A girl can be friends with a guy she believes is attractive and not have a crush on him, right?

But. I've been hanging out with this guy, and talking to him, and.....

I think I might have a teensy crush on him.

I don't know. It's weird. He's a really sweet guy, and easy to talk to, but I feel like I don't really know him. I don't know. We'll see how it works out. 

Heart, me.

P.S. Prancer, you bring any of this up, and not only will I deny everything, but I will show up outside your dorm and destroy you. And by destroy you, I mean destroy your shoes.