Highschool Crush Novels & Stories

It feels like a deja vu. He was my crush... When I was in College. He’s my senior that time and I was a freshman. Way back the time when I was new to school because that was my first time in a real and prestigious school. Because I was homeschooled. I don’t know his name, it’s just his face. It was too embarrassing to ask my classmates about his name.

Chelsea said and Melanie rolled her eyes. "Seriously, will you tell me? I'm beginning to lose cool here?" Melanie said impatiently. "Fine then but don't be too shocked.." She said and Melanie's Melanie's Curiousity increased the more. "You know I have a friend of mine whose brother is still single. He's the assistant to the CEO of a very big company here in Korea " "So?" Melanie asked and but her lower lip hoping Chelsea did not do what she's thinking of. "He saw your pics on my phone and said he likes you so i helped you fix a blind date with him. I thought you would like it..' Clelsea said and Melanie groaned.

Her eyes piqued with interest, she was quite shocked that he liked someone and even more curious that she couldn’t take a guess at who it was. “We weren’t exactly friends, I just thought she was pretty and that was it” She couldn’t tell if Nate was hoarding information from her or if he was telling the truth. Whichever it was, she felt a little jealous that he had a crush on someone back in highschool, not that she expected the person to be her anyway. “So you tell me, did you have any crushes?” “I did but he was way popular, it was love from afar” “Too bad he missed out on you”

Oh, I hate him so much. I exited her office feeling more miserable. Everything about this marriage feels surreal. I can’t believe that in a few days, I would be walking on the aisle to get married to Damian Delance. With drooping shoulders, I walked to my next class…when I heard snickers from a group of boys. I looked at them confused. I could tell that they were the bad boys of Euphoren high. One of them came and pushed the hoodie cap from my head. “Hey, Sarah,"

"When we were in elementary and our classmate read your love letter for me, I was really annoyed." "My classmates used to laugh at me. Your face was red with anger and it's like it's my fault that I have a crush on you," I said. "Is that why you haven't looked at me? Because of that?" "You're so mad at me that I have a crush on you. That's why I looked for another guy to like with." I snorted out. "I hated you when we were in high school." "Because I have a crush and it's not you anymore?" I asked and narrowed my eyes at him.

Sofia soothed Eve. Mrs. Daphne again agreed with Sofia's opinion. The wealthy woman nodded while her eyes were still probing Eve. It didn't seem possible for Eve to have a crush on Dave. Yes, her demeanor was different. She was old enough to realize the look of love and admiration or just a friend in the eyes of ordinary girls. Well, Eve wasn't one of those girls, though. Gery is known to be rigid towards other girls besides his ex-girlfriend, immediately melted. However, the attitude shown by the grandson is precisely the opposite. Gery is strange; Mrs. Daphne's mind regrets her grandson's attitude.

"Is that it? Or was it that you wanted her to see you two together? Were you trying to flaunt your relationship? Huh, is that it? Is that why we're dealing with this bullshit now?" "None of that is important right now, dad; we need to do something. Call Mary: she'll know what to do." "Okay, okay, I'll get right on it." My hand shook as I hung up the phone. I started chewing away on my nails before I remembered that I wasn't allowed to do that anymore. There were so many things to remember these days, and none of this was anything like I expected it to be. All I wanted to do was marry my crush and live happily ever after. But nothing was turning out the way it was supposed to.

I'd liked Carlton ever since the fifth grade. We grew up in the same town, where almost every family knew one another. We even attended the same schools from kindergarten. Carlton had always been one of the popular kids, while I preferred to stay in the background. I was quiet, reserved, and kept mostly to myself, so it wasn't surprising that he had no idea who I was. I remembered the exact moment my crush started, a rainy afternoon in fifth grade when he gave up his umbrella so I wouldn't have to walk home in the storm. He never mentioned it again after that day, and I doubted he even remembered doing it. But I did. I remembered every detail. Of course, I wasn't expecting anything to happen

she said, “everything will work out.” My pulse raced. “Thank you,” I breathed. “You have no idea how much this means to me.” Inside, something dangerous stirred. Odell Johnson, the king of campus and my childhood crush. And now… I was about to walk straight into his world. ……….. I finally settled into the room after everything quieted down.

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.