He Was My Crush

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o what the teacher was saying. Well... Everyone except me. It was

Hi

ometimes to think he's just an highschool sophomore. That dude belongs on the runway. Although he wasn't in school today, I w

ing a piece out and began writing a love letter, with hopes delivering it to his locker l

I filled the paper up and made to write his

sending chills down my spine. My eyes sho

ass turned to my direction. All the color drained from my face a

s not." I

y? Who i

ng. Tasha raised her brows before snickering. I was

in particular, then walked closer to me till I

ned and I widened my eyes in fear. There's no way I'm saying this letter is for Alex Jones, the most hand

going on around him. His head bowed and focused on the book he was reading,

, he too raised his head from the book he was rea

for him?" She asked

de to read the contents of the letter. I

ve me... It's r

y eyes pleading. Eventually he gave up and for added effect, gave him a quick kiss. Another gasp erupted from the class and he stared at me gobsmacked. Tasha glared at me, disappointed at the fact that she wouldn't b

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in it and locked it securely. I was really hungry but I didn't feel like going to the cafeteria just yet. I wanted to find the guy who helped me earlie

place and began searching the entire school. Eventually I found him at the library, staring out the window

away from the window, his gaze settled on me. At first h

ibly and looked away again. I to

." I said, shuffling my feet.

ff. What? Guessing he must've misunderst

what you think. I

louder this time. I didn't know what to say

ow. Sparing me glance, he made to say something but eventuall

ugh.... What's