Wait, I'm My Crush's Crush?
limbo for the rest of my life?
"What are you thinking about? You've been spacing out all day."
Flynn reached out and pressed a finger between my tightly knitted brows. Then, like a magician, he pulled a ticket out from behind his back with his other hand. "This weekend, the campus stadium. I'll see you there."
With that, he went back to his room, leaving me alone in the living room. I turned the slightly crumpled ticket over and over in my hand.
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On the weekend, the stadium was packed. Holding the VIP ticket Flynn had given me, I walked straight through the VIP entrance and easily made my way into the inner section.