Does he like you? For girls 10 to 13

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I’m Lexi, this test is to see if your crush likes you, or does not.

  • 1
    What will he do if other boys are talking to you?
  • 2
    Why do you like him?
    1. He’s smart
    2.he’s funny
    3. He’s kind
    4. He’s hot
    5. He’s popular
  • 3
    This is the question we all hate... but does he have a girlfriend?

  • 4
    Does he know you exist?
  • 5
    Do you think he likes you?
  • 6
    Let’s say you are in the same class okay? And it’s time for lunch. Where does he sit?

  • 7
    Does he ever flirt with you?
  • 8
    What do his friends do when you guys are talking?
  • 9
    Is he popular?
  • 10
    Do you actually like him, or do you just like him because of the way he looks.

Comments (6)


10 days ago
HopelessBrokenStory I feel really bad I can even imagion what that must have been like for you
86 days ago
"He’s interested in you, but he doesn’t know you that well. Try talking to him! And if your too shy, try to stand out to catch his attention m, or make friends with his friends, and then they will eventually talk about you to him and he will try to talk you! And how I know this, is because some random guy in my school wanted to be friends with me and some other of my friends, and then we talked abt him to the friend of mine he liked, and now they’re together, and very happy!❤️"
I got that, but we're litterally bffs. I talk to him litterally everyday
91 days ago
HopelessBrokenStroy know that i am praying for you. Please stop. There is always someone out there to love you. I hope you read this.
95 days ago
HopelessBrokenStroy know that i am praying for you. Please stop. There is always someone out there to love you. I hope you read this.
95 days ago
yo whats ups all u guys
97 days ago
Hello, My Names Alister Dreamur. I Am just here to tell you about my past life. I would appreciate if you would kindly read this...

When i was 3 years old, my dad died in a tragic car crash.. 5 weeks after that happened my mom started drinking and became abusive.... She would hurt me in every possible way you could think of. Yes she abused me but i still loved her. And im not just saying that because im scared. I Am Scared. Of what you may stupidly ask? I'm scared of my future! I'm scared of what will happen to me! Worst of all.. I'm scared of myself. When my father was alive he and my mother would sit by the fireplace and watch me play with the cats we used to have. Sadly.. one of the cats we had got ran over. Another died of old age. And the last one? My mother SOLD it! It was mine.. My dad had bought it for me for my birthday. It was the last thing i had of him. After he died mom burned all his pictures. She shut him out. She threw out everything that reminded her of him. Including the house we lived in. Soon after that, we were living on the streets. Then i turned 4. You might be wondering how i remember all this? I mean- How Could I Forget?! After i turned four things went from bad to worse. My mom soon started going to bars and hanging out with TEENAGE boys! MY MOM WAS 35 AND SHE WAS HANGING OUT WITH TEEN BOYS? WHAT THE HELL! Once she stayed out at the bar for 2 nights straight. I didn't have food for 48 hours.. Imagine that. And being only 4 years old at that time. Ugh. To be honest i hate my mom now. Back to the story... A lady found me outside alone with no mother so she took me in. Don't feel happy for me because it didn't last long. My mom had soon found out where i was and she took me "Home" to the streets. Then she beat me. Hard.. Nobody seemed to notice me. They were acting like nothing was wrong. I sat there getting whipped and they just went about their days! LIKE I WASNT EVEN THERE! Until i was 12 my mom would beat me. Once again, hard! When the police became aware of the situation they took action. Next thing i knew, i found myself in an orphanage. Such a horrid place. They yelled alot. And i was forced to do things i didn't want to do. One good thing about it was i had made a friend. Her name was Nellie Patterings. She was the kind of friend everyone wants. A caring, funny, jealous, energetic, crazy friend. Gosh, i come to say i caught feelings for her! We hung out all the time and we told each other everything. One time i asked her what her backstory was. At first of course she was hesitant, but then she told me. She had come from an abusive home just like me. But it wasn't her parents who abused her. God no! It was her Aunt and Uncle. Her parents were gone. She said she didn't know where the went. So me and Nellie were very alike. Now don't go thinking i was "Lucky" because i was not. Life has it's twists and turns. Soon, Nellie got adopted and i haven't seen her since. The people she went with seemed really nice. So i felt happy for her. But i missed her... She was my friend.. My only real friend i should say. Then i lived at that orphanage for about 4 more years. Until i was 16. After that i couldn't stand it anymore. So i started to cut. Very, Very, deep