Freckles

People were starting to realize that she was one of the smartest girls in their grade. She was always the one to help out other kids who were struggling and the teacher always seemed to call on her to read outloud in class. She decided to focus more on that than the fact that she had a major crush on Brian.

Completely the opposite of her first and second grade crushes, while Brian was gangly, he wasn't exactly tall but had the exact stature a third grader would have. On top of which, the brownishred hair with brown eyes and freckles put him the name category as her, irish american with a great smile that said - I am fun and cute. Again, not quite the stature of a geeky kid and maybe she picked him on purpose. He was out of reach and therefore looking was the only activity she had when it came to him. Honestly, how much more do get in third grade?

Sure, they worked in groups on things and sure he knew who she was - but conversation were minimal and after he found out there was a majority of girls invited to her birthday party (also that he had a baseball game that day), he didn't go. Only he wasn't like Drew - he didn't give her a present anyway - which made her realize that Drew really did like her back (unless it has something to do with the fact that their mom's were friends through the local women's organization). Either way - he was not like the rest of them. She knew he wouldn't be a friend the way 2nd grade Drew would be. Out of reach, out of touch, and out of her sphere of friends. But those freckles got her every time. Every time.