Fantasy Love:When The Fuhrer of BTP Fallin' In Love

Ray:Hey bro,whazzup?
Vincent:Hhh...Not good man,I just confusing right now
Ray:May I know what is ya trouble?
Vincent:Sure thing!Ok I will asking you something ,did you see that girl?
Ray:Where?
Vincent:At the first row seat,beside the fat man
Ray:Oh,I see!so,whatz wrong?
Vincent:I think I like her. . .
Ray:Why don't ya talk to her?
Vincent:I..I don't know man,she won't ever like me
Ray:Who know if ya not try
Vincent:Yeah,maybe you're right.But..I can't...!
Ray:Why?
Vincent:Mmm...yeah...You know...I'm..I'm..I'm just too shy. . . .
Ray:Hey man,never say that.You're the Fuhrer!Even you're leader around here bro!
Vincent:Yeah.But,I just want her know how I feel about her!
Ray:So tell Her!
Vincent:Well. . ,I...I think she won't like me. . .
Ray:How do ya know that?
Vincent:I..I..I don't know. . .!
Ray:Well,just tell her
Vincent:What should I say?
Ray:Tell her how much ya like her
Vincent:Allright,I will try. . . .but first,I must give her some present to make her happy. . . . .


To Be Continue. . . . . . . .