I adjusted my glasses and typed a couple more words into my first history essay of twelfth grade. "World War One was once said to be the war to end all wars, however World War Two still happened." I said. I then turned in my office chair. "Does that sound cheesy?"
My best friend Valerie snorted as she rolled over onto her belly on my bed. "It's only worth two percent of your mark." She said, rolling her green eyes. "And Ms. Jamie is just trying to see how good you are at writing essays."
My close friend Maria nodded her head, her short brown curls bouncing as she did. "And you're the queen of essays. You're going to get an A plus no matter what."
I grinned at them. Essay writing was the one thing I was good at.
"Okay, can we please discuss something more important?" Maria said, throwing her book onto my bedroom floor, in front of the spot where she was sitting, and looking at me.
I raised my eyebrows. "What?"
She raised a perfectly threaded eyebrow at me. "You told us this afternoon that you were working on a project with Gale Dallas."
I turned around into my desk, looking at my laptop and ignoring the sudden, uncomfortable stare of Valerie.
"Gale Dallas." Maria sighed, blinking her brown eyes. She sighed. "You are so lucky!"
I chuckled. "Aren't I?"
"Is he sweet?" Maria asked.
I shrugged. "Sure."
"I heard he smells amazing all the time."
That made me laugh. "Okay..."
She sighed dreamily. "Gale Dallas..." She said. "Wow. He's like... the king of the school."
Valarie snorted. "He's just another snobby popular and rich kid, what's so great about him?"
Maria kissed her teeth. "Gale Dallas, Valarie. Gale. Dallas."
I turned around in my chair again and saw Valerie shake her head. She then ran her fingers through her red-ish brown hair and looked at me.
"I heard he's like, a superb artist." Maria said.
"Alright, Maria." I said, smiling at her. "It's eight. Didn't your mom say you have to go pick your brother up from the babysitter?"
Maria rolled her eyes, packed her bag and stood up. "I can't believe you two don't want to talk about the godliness of Gale Dallas."
I kept my smile on my face but Valerie rolled her eyes.
Maria was something.
She was extremely bubbly and instantly had crushes on attractive guys. So it was only natural for her to have an interest in Gale.
But honestly, it wasn't something we could really make fun of. She was a cute, social and perky girl who loved to talk and gossip. She was up to date when it came to fashion and was probably the closest to popular in our little trio.
"Alright, I guess I'll be off." She gave us a little wave, and we waved back as she left my bedroom, closing the door behind her.
When she was gone, Valerie looked at me. "You could have asked Mr. Dmitri to get another partner."
I sighed.
Valerie was like my guardian angel. She was beautiful, with her red-ish brown hair and green eyes and perfect, fit body... but she was unbelievably scary to some girls because of her tough, smart-ass attitude and her lack of fear for anything. She's been asked out a ton of times by the more popular guys because well, Valerie is supermodel material.
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Secret Crush
Novela JuvenilNaomi Valentine and Gale Dallas were once the best of friends, but entering high school changed everything. Gale, with his great looks, money, charm, and art skills, instantly earned himself the title of Mr. Popular. Naomi, however, had to stay back...