A folklore love triangle

Chapter 2: James

I'm sure she was staring at me today, but maybe I was just hoping she was;

I smile thinking about her sitting beside the ocean her light eyes bright and sparkling beneath the sun. I have had a thing for Betty since 7th grade, I remember being partnered with her in English, we had to write poems as pairs and English was not really my thing, but it was definitely Betty's.

I watched amazed at how she could make words on paper come to life and wind together like pieces in a puzzle I remember being mesmerized by her bright smile and soft blonde hair the passion she had for English and the way she talked I hadn't been in many more classes with her after that year but whenever I saw her it was like I had opened my eyes for the first time all over again.

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on my bedroom door "come in" I said and in walked Augustine one of my childhood best friends, our moms were childhood best friends as well and were so happy when they realized they were going to have kids very similar in age.

"Hey August" I smiled at her only a few people called her August, and I was one of them. When I was younger, I used to wonder if I had a crush on her, but I just didn't, I'm not even sure why she's gorgeous with dark brown perfect curls framing her face big brown eyes, and full lips a lot of guys liked her including 2 of my friends, a lot of girls don't.

I think it's because she's in the popular crowd and she's pretty but if they really got to know her like I did they would see beneath the confident happy front she puts on she is soft and sweet.

Everyone thinks we would be perfect together because Im somewhat popular. She's popular and we are already friends, but I just can't see her like that, I mean she's the girl I used to go to the playground with every single day when I was a kid, the girl I used to build lego houses with and force to play with my toy dinosaurs when all she wanted to do was play barbies. I just can't see her like that, like the way I see Betty.