Captivated Hearts

Welcome to Crescent Ridge High

Welcome to Crescent Ridge High, where every day feels like a whirlwind of drama and hormones. And right in the thick of it all is me, Eliza. Now, I'm not exactly popular. In fact, I've had about one friend in the five years since I've moved here, Jamie. I hunched over the bathroom sink and peered at my reflection in the mirror. My messy black hair fell next to my neck as I ran a brush through my tangles.
Rushing out the door and stuffing a slice of toast into my mouth, I threw my backpack over my shoulder and trudged to school. That's when I passed a cute girl waiting at a crosswalk. Aviva.
Let's talk about Aviva. She's not your run-of-the-mill girl. No, Aviva has something about her that's downright captivating. Her hair is this beautiful dark, wavy cascade with light brown highlights that she always styles into a sleek high ponytail. Her face was practically sculpted by angels. Her adorable button nose and her slender frame complimented that enticing smile of hers. And those eyes have got this spark of mischief that's impossible to ignore. And her lips? They're this perfect shade of rosy pink—begging to be kissed.
But here's the thing: I have no idea if Aviva's into girls, let alone girls like me. It's like trying to solve some impossible puzzle. But hey, a girl can dream, right?
So, get ready to dive headfirst into the chaotic world of my high school life—a world filled with crushes, confusion, and maybe, just maybe, a little thing called love.

The final bell rang, breaking the monotony of another dreary math class. I gathered my books, eager to escape the confines of the classroom and dive into the chaos of Crescent Ridge High's bustling hallways. As I navigated through the bustling students, my eyes scanned the crowd for a familiar face—Aviva's face, with its mischievous glint and undeniable charm.
"Hey, Aviva!" I called out, my voice barely audible over the din of voices.
Aviva turned, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her lips as she spotted me. "Hey Eliza. By the looks of it, you survived the math quiz. What's new?"
I fell into step beside her, unable to suppress a grin at her teasing tone. "Not much, just trying to avoid a mental breakdown. You?"
Aviva shrugged, her ponytail bouncing with each step. "Oh, you know, the usual drama and chaos. But hey, have you heard about the new animal shelter opening up next to the school?"
"Yeah, I heard," I replied, my curiosity piqued. "Are you planning to volunteer?"
"Absolutely," Aviva replied with a confident smirk. "What about you, Eliza? Are you going to blow your wallet on dog treats?"
I laughed, feeling a warmth spread through me at Aviva's playful banter. "I'm bound to go broke, but yeah."
Aviva flashed me a wink before disappearing into the crowd, leaving me with a lingering sense of anticipation. As I made my way to the cafeteria, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the prospect of spending more time with Aviva.
The days leading up to our volunteer stint at the local animal shelter flew by in a whirlwind of excitement and anticipation. I couldn't wait to spend time with Aviva along with helping animals in need. Cute furry soon-to-be pets and a cute girl in the same place? Sign me up.