School Crush Novels & Stories

We share a special bond because we both understand what it feels like to be different, even though our differences are worlds apart. In school, I’m just an average student. I’m not particularly intelligent, but I’m not dull either. I drift through my classes, doing just enough to get by. Each day in class is a lonely affair. I don’t have friends, and I prefer to keep to myself. I’m small in size, which makes me an easy target for bullies. The worst of them is Jake, a boy I’ve had a crush on for as long as I can remember. Jake is handsome, charismatic, and cruel. He rules the school with an iron fist, and his favorite pastime is making my life miserable.

She started to say but Cassandra groaned and ignored her, the girls busied themselves with their food and boy talk, occasionally involving Clarissa into their discussion. “Can you act normal Clary? Do not make me regret asking you to sit with us.” Cassandra started to say, “I didn’t ask, you pulled me over” Clarissa replied and stuffed her chicken nuggets into her mouth. They ignored her and turned to scan the cafeteria, it was what a typical high school cafeteria was, the jocks had their table with cheerleaders around them, Anika sat with the cheerleaders as head cheerleader, the nerds, drama club and so much more. Cassandra and her friends were classified in the middle-class aspect, they w

JANE The speakers are playing loud music, as an alcoholic odor floods the air and laughter reverberates across the hallway. I scrunch my nose for a second as I enjoy grinding up against one of our school hottest guys, whom I do not personally know anything about. I only saw him around the compound with girls flaunting around him. PERIOD. The feeling of our bodies slamming together in time with the music should be soothing to the soul, but instead, only agony and hurt flow through my heart, as I watch my long-time crush fall in love with his so-called precious mate.

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.

This was my walk of shame, my walk of shame back o class after everyone else had found out that I was having a big crush on the on the boy that hated me the most. I waws officially a simp and looser, no one wanted a girl who had a crush on multiple guys, a girl who wrote sad simp stories on her diary. My quest for love would never be successful in Maslow High School. I walked into class and everyone suddenly kept quiet for some five seconds before busting into uncontrollable laughter. This was the normal norm. I couldn’t look up at anyone, not after today, not after the letters and notes from my diary. At least today, they had a genuine reason to laugh, I had given them a reason to laugh.

Marissa joined in with her own story, "Oh, I remember my high school crush. I used to purposely walk the same way home just so I could bump into him." Maiari shared her own crush experience, "Well, mine was the school's basketball star. I may have gone to a few games more than I should have, just to see him play." Their crush stories were a mix of endearing and amusing, and the memories brought them even closer as friends. Cooking together and sharing their past crushes made for an afternoon full of laughter, good food, and strengthened bonds. The doorbell chimed, and Marissa couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, it seems like we're having quite a gathering today.

I threw a finger to the back, trying so hard to roll out the word 'in class' but it's just not coming out. Cole peeped through my shoulder and smirked. "In class?" "Yes!" I shouted staggering backward and my palm flew to my mouth. I keep embarrassing myself in his presence. He was about to say something else but I began a race, I was sure any more seconds with him would make me collapse. I just have to be prepared to meet him again because later this noon, we the juniors would be having a pairing game with our seniors. I let a mischievous grin as it turns out I'd be Cole's partner too. He'd see this as fate.

I spilt the tears. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I can't seem to stop replaying the moment. It was just too embarrassing that the person I've had a crush on since i first stare has his brown eyes, even if it was just for a short while, I still can't stop the memory of slap that still replay on my head. I just let my "pride" down and cry my heart out because it was just too hurt, not just because of the slap or the public but because I had a "CRUSH" on him, a crush on a lowful guy.

I walk into the cafeteria with my backpack hanging from one shoulder, ready to fall off. I catch a glimpse of Jana, Taylor, Jordan, surprisingly Trent, and even Daniel sitting at the lunch table today. In my head, I thank God for it. I like to look at him, which seems stalkerish, but I can't help it. They are schoolgirl thoughts, it's a schoolgirl crush, and it will never happen. "Hailey Fonte, you just won't give up, will you?"

Beth I secretly have a crush on Shawn Andersen, the school's only intersex student. Trey and his friends beat her on a daily basis because she's different. I know I say mean things to her, but I'm head cheerleader and most popular girl in school. I've watched her get beaten up enough. Today I'm going to walk up to her in front of the entire school and take her in a kiss. It's the third week of our senior year of high school and I want to spend it with her if she feels the same about me.