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--- That Night — Blake’s Bedroom Tyree had texted twice. He didn’t answer. Instead, he sat on his bed staring at his old robotics trophies, their shine dulled under dust and growing expectations. He grabbed his sketchpad, turned to a clean page, and started drawing. Not a blueprint. Not a wireframe. A face. Her face. Soft lines, sharp angles, fire in the eyes. When he finished, he wrote at the bottom: > “She was never a crush. She was a reckoning.”

I went upstairs, im gonna keep it in my room, where I would adore the sketch to my full, I don't want any other person's touch or anyone apart from Steff and I to see it. "Hey babe, who is that you just drew", she asked, For the love of Christ can't this girl just leave me alone, I am tired of her questions. "Ohhh, I get it, your secret crush from Florida, keepings lot of secrets from me huhh", she scoffed. "For the record, he isn't my secret crush or whatever you call it, it's just something that came into my mind, so I decided to give it my best shot", I replied back.

Andy's POV: Have you ever wondered what it feels like to have a crush on your boss? No seriously?! You work and work, but yet the whole time you can never get him out of your mind!! I was drawing something, or probably someone in my notebook. We were in the middle of an important meeting, but it's been typical of me to do this. I was drawing carefully his beautiful eyes, they didn't seem pretty much like his beautiful ones, but whatever I'm willing to do anything to keep me busy from daydreaming about him all over again.

It had all sorts of doodles on it, mostly drawn with my black ink pen. Oh, so that's why he thought it was my major. Whenever I found myself in boredom, I'd sketch whatever came to my head. There was a cupcake, a flower, a clock and some random hearts scattered around the page. Thank god I didn't write his name with a heart. I lightly let out a small nervous chuckle at him while he continued to flirt his eyes at me. His eyes were a steel blue color, protected by a dense layer of lashes. "Well, have you heard of the phrase, don't judge a book by its cover?"

Jessy smiled widely. "Uh, no. We’re obsessed with each other." I furrowed my brow to hide the blush spreading across my warm cheeks. "Well, call it true love then." Jessy shrugged. Suddenly, Jessy took out a small glass jar with a golden lid decorated with a red ribbon. He opened the jar and took out chocolate chip cookies. "Want some?" he offered. "No. I’m still on a diet, but I feel like I’ve seen that jar before." I frowned, my eyes squinting suspiciously.

He’s right. And that’s the problem. Gwen’s laugh carries over again—distant, happy. CK doesn’t move. Doesn’t touch me again. Just watches me unravel. I’m trapped. In a corner. At a party. With my best friend’s crush. Who’s now my roommate. Who knows exactly how I sound when I come. And I still want him. Fuck.

You are just unwanted human, An Ugly duckling I choose her over you and I gave her your diary so what, she split "What can you do about that, she stated I was shock by what she said she also thinks I am ugly she has being pretending to be my friend since all this year's my best friend and my childhood friend} before I could recover from the shock, I hear a familiar voice "what is going on, over here? Says kahr, I noticed him and josh walking up to us… ******************************** "Here comes the man of the topic, your crush", Kara Linda best friend says giving out a nasty evil laugh Linda step towards to met kahr "Thank goddess you are here, take and read this please and see what this na

I almost laughed. Petty would’ve been spilling a drink on him. This was art. “I’m a scholarship student, I need money as you said before” I said evenly. “You think I have the money to order ‘plenty rats and frogs,’ as you dramatically put it, and arrange a timed delivery to your party?” His eyes narrowed. “You think I don’t know you’re capable?” I shrugged. “You have enemies, Matthew. You insult people daily. Maybe one of your rich friends finally got tired of you.”

I growled in frustration because I could still hear his loud music so I just covered my ears with my pillow. Then suddenly, I felt something hit my feet. I slowly got up and saw that it was the crumpled paper that I threw on him. He threw it back at me! I picked the paper from my bed and opened it only to find words written on it. "Wifi password for a kiss?" What the fuck?! I felt my cheeks burning really hot and I just stared at the paper like I was a fool. I kept reading it again and again making sure that I wasn't dreaming.

"Well I might have told them all about you, first out of jealousy then, well, more like an infatuation over your work. Then when I found out that my mom was dating the father of that same artist they mocked me saying I'd never be as good as you, which they are right, especially after seeing what you don't post. I had a crush on you last year when I first saw you, before you beat me. I couldn't take my eyes off of you that entire event. They know who you are because I told them about you." Her face was beyond red as she tried to hide behind her hair but I pushed it back as she looked through her long lashes at me.