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Calling their own person a bitch and to mention, one they all adored and worshiped was not really giving loyalty. "Who knows if she's pregnant?" Another asked. "That's possible. I mean with Kent and Damian..." The first said. "Let's keep it low girls, we don't want people hearing." One reprimanded. "I know, right. Because we want to become prom toppers, we just have to keep up with her secrets. I can't wait for the day it will be open to the world." The third said, "And then we would find that she's really nothing." The first said.

I replied to him. "And he will definitely miss Sir Elijah. Those three days are like a year to him," Beth teased. "Beth, what are you! It's embarrassing to Sir Darwin, "I told her shyly. "Ah, now I know your employer is your crush,"he said with a smile. "It's just Crush hehe," I replied with a shudder. "That's okay, Bailey. When it's crushed, it's just admired but when it's already love, it's dangerous," he said laughing.

You're once the ultimate crush. Yikes. I hate that. . c.m. louden

“Brittney, I was wondering if you’d join me for a drink. There’s a place nearby.” The words felt surreal, as though I’d stepped into Someone else’s life. I couldn’t believe my boss, my high school crush, was asking me out. For a while, I just stood there, staring at him, my pulse racing in confusion. But as tempting as the idea was, I couldn’t accept. “I appreciate the offer,” I muttered, trying to steady my voice. “But I really can’t.” His brows furrowed slightly, but his face remained composed. “Can’t, or won’t?”

One of the ladies’ eyes sparks with interest as she claps her hands. It was so unnecessary to call me a nerd, but she did. Classic bully move. So mean of them. I force a smile as my fingers dig a crescent moon in my hands. “Yes. I’m Lennox Damien. It’s been a while.” Another lady, who I can’t recognize looks at me like I am the weird one. “You haven’t changed, Lennox. You’re still very nerdy.” She says that to make me feel inferior like they always do in our college days. They might not be bullies who hit people, but they sure are bullies with their words.

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.

“Making fun of me in front of everyone like that, mocking me for having a crush on Chris. You think it’s funny?” Damien didn’t flinch. Instead, he leaned back against the stone, his eyes glinting mischievously. “I don’t know, Elies. I think it’s kind of cute, actually. You’re all red-faced and flustered, just because some guy talks to you. If that’s your idea of a ‘crush,’ I can’t blame you for getting a little embarrassed.” Elies felt her cheeks burn at his words, and the urge to slap him was almost overwhelming. “You—!” she began, but before she could finish, one of the girls in the group piped up.

Dante's POV I pulled him back to the hall and we made our way through with his very painfully obvious boner. I didn't say a word to anyone, I just made sure little Mr. Crush could see that he was mine and he only wanted me. Little Mr. Crush noticed us and stood up to come apologize to Christopher. He felt bad for saying all those things to him, but I wasn't going to let him around my man, especially after I had told him that he had a crush on him.

With that, he gave me a cold look, then turned and walked back into Fiona’s hospital room without looking back. My heart froze as his cold back disappeared. I heard him gently comfort Fiona. I could not believe Nigel thought I was a bad person, even though he had no proof at all. I rubbed my sore eyes and was about to leave when Jora came out. She leaned close to me with a smug smile. “So what if you’re his crush? You still lose to people like us. “If you’re smart, go inside, kneel, and apologize to Fiona. Maybe Nigel would like you a little more.”

"Not vodka. Anything but vodka." He laughed. "Two beers please!" He said, raising a hand to get the attention of the barkeep. "That's a better start than my last encounter already." "You mean that guy?" He pointed over the bar, where my former 'suitor' was already at work with another girl. Luckily, it seemed she wasn't having much of him either. "That guy's a prick. He's the whole reason I don't come to this place." I glanced at my new crush. "Yeah, I haven't seen you around before."