Crave
Turner's Nordic blue eyes meet mine, and I wave nervously.
He smiles, and I'm reminded of the huge crush I'd once had on him in seventh grade. Dolefully, his heart is always meant for Amber.
"I got to go now," he says, kissing Amber on the forehead.
"Okay." Amber's eyes closed at his kiss.
"Since you're with us now, do you have a crush on any of the sports teams?" Amber turns to ask.
I'm left speechless by her response, and then I answer.
"Not right now," I say.
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