Of Unreasonable Temperatures and Unrequited Love

I was out walking Jordan today in the hot, hot sun (it really shouldn't be anywhere near eighty degrees at six o'clock in the evening, should it?) when I saw Skateboard Boy again. He was standing in his driveway, in front of a house on a street I usually go down. I think I have quite a chance, although I also think I may be being a bit stalkerish. I certainly hope not, but it is quite a possibility. Stalkerish or not, I wonder how I can talk to Skateboard Boy. It would be too weird to just go up to him and introduce myself, but what else can I do?
On a darker note, S told me he liked me today in an email. I most definitely do not come anywhere close to liking him as more than a friend. I love him as a friend, but I can't ever see it being anything more. I had to reject him, something I've never done before. It felt simply horrible. I hope I never have to do it again, although I'm not too sure how I'm going to manage that. I hope he doesn't mind too very much. Oh, I need to go read and get my mind off of this.

Painfully,
Rosie L.