i see his enraptured face reflected in the light of a flickering movie screen ; passing him a note and having him rip it into confetti-sized pieces without reading it ; his hand taking mine for the first time , on the way to math class ; him calling me a liar and a loser ; the first time i knew he liked me , when i caught him hovering around my locker before i actually got there ; the first time i knew he did n't like me anymore , when i went to give him back a book i 'd borrowed and he pulled away instinctively .