Most of the time, I don't even try to gain anyone's attention, let alone my crush's.  After years of looking for a boyfriend in my usual method and being unable to keep them, I gave up looking.  Then, in my sophomore year of high school, I met a guy who had just moved there from Simi Valley, CA.  He was cute, funny, and had similar interests to mine.  However, I didn't recognize my crush on him until a year later.  Seeing that none of my other methods had worked for other guys, I decided to take a different route to getting a guy's attention.

I could tell that this guy was different than any of the others that I had attempted to gain the attention of.  So in order for me to get this guy's attention in an unfailing way, I had to change my own personality from the quiet, subtle, apathetic little girl to a sort of outgoing, spontaneous, and almost "psycho" child-like demeanor.  Doing this was not as difficult as it sounds, although it took some getting used to.

The first time I was able to use this to my advantage was during the lunch half-hour, when we had lunch at the same time.  I made him sit with me (not asked -- made) and my friend Chris who I had met in high school.  When my crush would walk in, I would immediately jump up and literally pounce on him to give him a hug.  Sometimes this would end badly, and he would be annoyed with me, but I didn't care.  It was attention.  The rest of the time, he seemed to feel awkward about it (I suppose he wasn't used to the attention), but also seemed to be getting used to the fact that I was more outgoing than he had realized. 

One day, however, I realized that this method was probably going to fail.  Each day, he seemed to give off a sort of annoyed aura each time I pounced on him.  More and more often was this ending badly, with the last occasion being when he dropped his soda and it exploded on him.  I felt horrid, and decided that maybe this method needed a little bit of fixing.  However, I had gotten used to being tons more outgoing than I ever had been before, and I didn't know if I could go back to being the "quiet one". 

A day or so after the last incident described above, I spotted my crush walking down the hallway on my way to meet a counselor.  He saw me, and immediately took on a bracing aura.  However, rather than pouncing on him, I walked over calmly and hugged him, and then walked on.  I had not expected even myself to do that, because I certainly had the urge to pounce-hug him, but I didn't do it.  To this day, I wonder why. 

I was calm like that for the rest of our high school days.  I had apparently, however, achieved my goal in getting his attention -- I gained him in March of our senior year of high school as my boyfriend.

I'll tell you now, he was the best boyfriend I ever had.