A day in the Life of a Teenager part 2

About a week later, Marcie was going to the mall with some of her friends. They walked around looking in the windows and checking out all the guys. Her and her friends just came out of the bon-ton when there he was bent over getting a drink out of the water fountains. She knew it was him because of his number 7 jersey and his ever so cute butt. Before her friends could point him out Marcie was already hiding behind a sign.
“do you think he seen me?” Marcie called out.
“who?” she heard a deep dark voice. She looked up slowly to find that the voice belonged to who else , the janitor changing the garbage bag in the trash bin 2 inches a way from her. Her friends were now half way down the mall laughing.
“umm..tall guy in a jersey?” she couldn’t believe that she was actually asking the janitor this.
“ do u mean the guy standing right behind you?” the man said before walking away. Marcie turned around real fast and there he was a foot in front of her. She was becoming all sweaty and she couldn’t think.
“ hey” he causally said to her, like they had been friends forever. She looked down at the ground trying to think of one word, anything she could say. Then it came to her.
“hi” it sounded so lame coming out of her mouth at least that’s what she thought. But it was enough to break the ice and they continued to walk down the mall. They would pick stuff out and say “ yeah I like this what do u think”. she tried picking things out that would make her seem older and more mature but it never worked. She ended up looking completely dorky and young.