I'd KILL for you

she knows.

Claire started talking to me this morning about James, 

"so, how long?"

i froze, play dumb i told myself. "what do you mean?"

she laughed "how long have you liked James?"

PLAY DUMB

"i don't know what you're talking about" i fiddled with my hair, wait she knows that's what i do when im nervous. stop it.

she gave me a look like girl stop playing "come on tell me" she bumped me with her shoulder playfully, 

shit. do i tell her? or save it? how long has she known? and who told her? she knows. yeah she knows. and i know she's known for awhile.

"since the day i met him." i told her, honestly it was. 

"wow" she said

thoughts ran through my brain like a train on its tracks. 

"yeah, wow" i said i looked at her trying to see if she was mad or not. she smiled, good sign, i think. dont over think it grey i told myself.

"nice to see someone fits grey's impossible standards" she joked

"yeah, i think i was too harsh on the whole "perfect guy" thing" i laughed and smiled

"oh my god, grey smiling thats a first" it was james's voice. i turned to stone at the sound of his voice, how long had he been there? did he hear that i liked him? was this a plan between him and Claire to get me to confess? 

"yeah i can smile im not crazy" i mumbled

i felt Claires eyes on me, "i have to go home" i shoved my stuff in my backpack and ran out the door.

"grey!" i didn't stop for Claire, i was mad. she knew i was.