13. Best Friends Girlfriend

Okay. This is getting ridiculous.

Holding the blue sticky note in my hand, I banged my forehead against the locker door. In the familiar neat cursive, the words 'I'd prefer your kisses to the sun's, even in the bleakest winter' were written on the paper.

"If you're trying to cause concussion, check out jumping from a cliff. It'd be more efficient," West's deep voice chimed in and I almost smiled at his sarcasm. Almost. I turned to face West, now casually leaning against the locker beside me with a hand shoved in the pocket of his green school trousers, the thumb sticking out.

"Hi to you too," I grumbled, making a vain attempt to rub the tiredness from my eyes with a finger. As we made eye contact, the warmth of his brown eyes had a chamomile-tea effect on my mood.

"Ever and Lee broke up," he stated calmly, studying me as if he were trying to figure something out.

"I know. It sucks," I shut the locker door with a thud, leaning on it like him.

He raised an eyebrow at me. "You're really