Narrator: There are very few things in life as purely terrifying as calling a twelve-year-old girl on the telephone. Especially a really cute twelve-year-old girl. She was in my home room in third period social studies class. I'll never forget that day. Mrs. Ritvo let us watch the liftoff on TV. Now, at the time, I'd just gotten over this whole thing with Winnie Cooper, so I didn't really know I was ready for love. I just knew that I'd lost all interest in the space program. Blast off, splash down, blast off, splash down... who cared? But then... my gaze settled on... on her... on Lisa Berlini. Lisa Berlini was the kind of girl you dreamed about... but who would probably never even know your name. But then it happened. She looked at me - did you see that? She looked right at me! I don't know how to explain it. Except to say that when you're twelve... and a girl like that looks at you like that, even for an instant... everything else gets blasted out of your mind... and into the upper atmosphere.