"Hey Jake" I whisper as he joins me on the rooftop. "Hi Evie" he whispers back, oh yeah, I forgot to mention, I'm Evie. "You texted?" He asks, "yeah, I missed you." I answer. "Evie, I literally saw you after school," he replies, "I know, I know," I half yawn, snuggling down into my perfectly placed duvets. We hid them in an old storage closet a few years ago, we have a large collection of pillows and blankets. Oh yeah, also, this is the old gaol of the town. He settles down next to me, I kiss his cheek softly. "Why do you like it up here so much? It's so fucking cold!" He knows exactly why, it's the perfect place to look at stars, freeze your butt off... and obviously make out! 😂
Anyway, Jake is about 6 foot 7, I'm 5 foot 8... he gives me piggy backs to make me feel tall, so it's all good. Jake has known me since I was a baby, as he's a year older than I am. Everyone says we are cute together but we aren't dating. I mean, I wish we were, but we aren't. I love him in that best-friendy way, most of the time...
All of our year are jealous of us, all the pretty girls giggle and flick their hair to get his attention, all the hot guys show off their athleticism to get mine. Hey, sometimes they do distract me. C'mon, I have gym with them, I'm easily entertained. I don't know though, Jake's just so perfect and amazing, with his light brown slightly sunlit hair, green eyes and cheeky ass smile, who wouldn't fall in love?
