I was about thirteen at the time, and I was secretly in love with my brother's best friend. My brother would never allow me to date him or even get close to him for that matter. It didn't matter to me though... I still tried my best to get him to notice me. For that reason, I decided that if he hadn't noticed me yet, I should try something more dramatic. I took a permanent marker and wrote his name with hearts all around the soles of my shoes. Looking back, I was pretty much a human billboard. My brother got pissed off at me and got me in trouble. The guy was embarrassed and I had to get rid of my shoes. Later on, he told me he liked me too, and I married a guy that looked exactly like him.