I watched Ainsley later that day, in gym,

as she dribbled the soccer ball

through cones.

And I did a lot of wondering.

I wondered what it would feel like

to have a crush on someone.

I wondered how she knew she had a crush.

I wondered if she wanted to walk down the street

holding Adam’s hand.

I wondered how she could possibly want that.

I wondered if she liked gum as much as Adam does.

Or if she liked the way his hair sticks up in the back.

I wondered whether he liked her humongous bows.

And then I had to stop wondering.

Because it was my turn to dribble the soccer ball.

And I am very bad at that.

So I had to focus.