There's this really hot kid in my creative writing class. And everyone knows I like him. But one day, he walked in like he stepped out of a GQ magazine, and I inadvertently out loud whispered, “Shit, his face looks like the best chair,” and the girl who sits in front of me looked back and said, “WTH, that’s freaky and gross,” and she moved her seat. She gives me weird looks every time she sees me now.