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"I need you to check the phone records for customers' delivery numbers. I was wondering if you might come across anyone by the name Kane. I'll give you a thousand dollars." The man immediately straightened and said, "Yeah sure I could, but there are probably tons of Kane's in NY who order from us." "Yeah well, just get me all of them please." The man whistled and said, "Wait a minute, Kane right? I think I know that Kane. Is he the guy who comes here with a dark lady? I saw you guys talk the other day. He's my friend and a construction worker. Is he the one you're looking for? You mean to tell me that you've a crush on this guy who has a crush on that girl?"

I reach for my glass of orange juice which Tilda brought in earlier… just as I am taking a sip, my phone starts ringing. Reaching for my phone, I see Jack’s name flashing on the screen.. I smile. “Hey, Jack!” I said immediately I answer the call. “Tasia, I heard you went for an interview today.. how was it?” Jack asked. I rolled my eyes… Oh, I forgot to tell you guys, Jack is also my best friend.. he’s Tilda’s cousin. Here’s a little secret, I also have a crush on him…a very big crush. I mean who wouldn’t, he’s the most hottest guy I’ve ever seen!

thinking about him, his last name, I didn't know it before now, 'Fenrir', it sounds so familiar, but why? Once I managed to finish off the rest of the day I was walking out of the school with Addy, Madison, Cory, and Cody. Cory and Cody are twin but look nothing alike, I've had the biggest crush on Cody since I was like 10, well I did, he never gave me the butterflies the way that Andrew seems to, but that could just be because of how new it all is, or maybe just nerves. Cody had his arm draped over my shoulder when he suddenly stopped walking, I stopped as well but I was just following his lead as I was looking down at my phone.

I sat at the edge of the bed and my Dad sat on the chair at my study table and it was quiet for a while. "Dad I would like to ask you something but don't get me wrong. It's about my friend. I would like to help her out because she feels frustrated."I took a nervous breath. My Dad looked at me with raised eyebrows and nodded at my words. "What would you do if you had a crush on someone but the person has never noticed you? I mean the person has eyes for other people but not you?"I Finally spoke out the words that have been stuck in my throat for way too long.

He told me while looking deep into my eyes. "Well, I've always liked you. I mean I'm here talking to my crush." I blushed. "but I knew it would just be a crush, you're Cole Michaels." "And you're Bella Green." He smiled. "You're my crush." I blushed at those words. "I'm surprised you know my name." I said sheepishly. "I pay attention to what I like. how about you go on a date with me?" "I would like to go on a date with you, and thank you."

Then, a lady with a messy bun sitting next to me poked me. “What?!” I was startled. “She's talking to you.” She whispered, her beautiful brown eyes staring right into my soul. “Right!” I groaned, still ogling at her. I had just developed a crush on her! “Your name?” She whispered back, raising her eyebrows. Right. They were, or rather the psychologist was going to pretend she didn't know my name. Old ass trick. Once again. “George.” I mumbled, finally breaking the gaze with my new crush.

I left the bed so I wouldn't wake her up with the call. I moved close to the door to pick the call. I just hope its not Davis. I’m not in the mood for business, I just want to be with my wife… "Hello?" I said lowly on the phone. “Hello, Damian,” The caller said. It was a female's voice. “Yeah, who's this?” I asked, caressing my forehead. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with any obsessed fan girl. “Damian, it's me; its Susan.”

And definitely, no one needs to guess that it was always regarding one person. My crush, TOM/ “And what if I don’t??” He asked, looking curious. “Well, then that person may have reservations about their feelings toward you.” I enlightened him and he looked down at me with a secretive look. “Have you ever tried it??” And I squirmed in his hold as I nodded. “For who??” He questioned, a bit domineeringly. “Uhmm… It was about old times when I had a crush on someone…” I bit my lips nervously as I replied, trying my best to not reveal TOM’s name in this conversation.

While contacting my mother in Boston would clearly be useless and only make her worry, I suddenly realized that I might not have any friends. I sat silently, staring at my phone screen. My phone battery was down to five percent. Great! I needed to borrow a charger cable, but the police hadn't arrived yet. My hands rubbed my throbbing forehead. Suddenly, I heard an imaginary whisper urging me to contact Laird. "No way," I whispered to myself. Would he help me? Besides, since earlier, he hadn't replied to my messages or answered my calls. I hadn't tried again, but among all my contacts, he was the only one online ten minutes ago.

As soon as I walked into the building, someone suddenly grabbed my wrist, making me stumble a bit. I looked up and met a pair of domineering eyes. “Felix…” I was momentarily lost for words. “What are you doing here?” Felix Smith was my crush and also my roommate in the boys’ dormitory. Yesterday, I had messaged him, asking if he wanted to come and take graduation photos together, but he had not replied. Felix came from a prominent family and was exceptionally accomplished himself. When we were still naive freshmen, he had already started his own business.