Don't you forget about me 1

I can't forget about her. No matter how much I try to scrub her out of my mind, I just can't. She's stuck inside of me like some piece of gum that I've accidentally swallowed. She's in my intestines and she's in my heart.

There she is, walking down the hallway. Her blond curly hair and her true blue eyes. They are just so gorgeous. Should I get out of the way? Should I say something to her? And what would I say to her? Could I fish something out of the lake of my brain that would be half-interesting? Could I fish out something that may make her see me as something other than a face.

"Kevin, have you been listening to me?"
"Huh?"
"You haven't, have you?"

Jennifer's eyes were staring directly at Kevin.

"Leave me alone," Kevin pleaded.
"Why?"
"I'm not here to listen to your problems."
"Then why are you here, sitting directly across from me during lunch?"
"I dunno."
"Do you want me to sit somewhere else?"
"No."
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm actually daydreaming."
"About what or whom?"

Kevin got up and started to walk. He couldn't even hear the voice of Jennifer yelling at him. He couldn't hear anything.