As I sit next to her at the table I don't know what to say. Her full attention is given to the boy sitting next to her. They look into each other's eyes and I know it's all over for me. He notices me and I quickly flash him a smile and look away. But my best friend of eight years and her know me all too well. As they ask what is wrong I insist that nothing is wrong. She uses her "Don't b.s. me" look and he searches into my eyes. They both know what's wrong and they want me to say it. I tell them I have to go and swiftly get away. As I look back...