Let's go back to our high school years for some context, specifically our senior year. Channing and I were best friends. You know the inseparable type of friends. We did everything together. Almost had the same classes together, hanged out almost everyday and every holiday break we had. I started crushing on Channing somewhere towards the end of our Junior year, I didn't tell her that I didn't want to ruin our friendship
I never would've thought that was going to be the least of my worries.
Everything changed the last few weeks before graduation. We both knew from the beginning that we were going to be apart when we went off to college, we planned on always staying in touch. However, when it came down to choosing a university, both of us decided to apply to the top universities in different majors.
For some reason, our friendship started to feel like a competition. I overheard her telling others that she was going to get accepted to Harvard and I would have to settle for a lesser school. And when I found out I got into Yale, she gave me a fake congratulatory hug and then whispered, "I guess we'll see who gets the better job after graduation." That fucking bitch!!
Somewhere deep down I will always root for channing to succeed and I still had a crush on her. I mean who wouldn't. A striking brunette with tresses that cascade in sleek waves around her shoulders, commands attention with an air of calculated allure. Her eyes, an intense shade of blue eyes with a hing of green in them, pierce through the room with a sharp discernment that mirrors the astuteness of her mind. Chiseled cheekbones and a sculpted jawline add an element of regel elegance to her features, creating a captivating canvas that both intrigues and intimidates.
Standing at an imposing height of 5' 8". Channing possesses a commanding presence, accentuated a commanding presence, accentuated by her confident posture and a walk that exudes self- assured grace. Her wardrobe, a carefully curated selection of sophisticated ensembles, complements the powerful aura she carries, seamlessly blending chic fashion with an unmistakable edge.
Okay maybe it's more than a small crush, but can you really fucking blame me.
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