This is no poem, i need help with....

There is this guy he works at B.K. i know he has a clue that i like him, he's in his early 20's am 15. i have known this guy for a while now.every-time i go eat there, he stares at me, in a special way, that makes me think he likes me to. when he takes my orders he looks down at me, i see he gets shy and even blush. co-workers there always tell him " the girl it's here" every-time i go in. i know they mean me. but he never tells me nothing. i don't know if i should do the first move. someone plz help me.