Do I have the courage to do that? I ask myself silently. The answer is: no. I know where to find him, by the cyber cafe is usually where he is at lunchtimes, but I'd never be brave enough to simply stride up to him and ask him out, just like that. What if he rejected me? And so many people would be watching.
"Uh," I say to Rose awkwardly, "I don't think so."
"Why?" she asks curiously, leaning forward so that she can hear me better.
"Well, I, er..." I suddenly blurt out a lie to stop the situation becoming awkward. "I don't like him."
"What?" she says. "I swear you have had a major crush on him since year 7!"
"Not anymore," I say, my lies and confidence growing. I feel bad lying to her, and I'm sure she'll figure out I'm not telling the truth at some point, but I push it to the back of my head.
"So who do (italics) you like?"
As I see Jonathan walking past, his hair no longer matted with blueberries and muffin crumbs, I say without thinking, "Jonathan Hues."
She gasps. "Seriously? Oh my god. I'm sorry about the blueberry muffin thing."
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Unspoken Desires
RomanceThis is a story I'm writing with @yourworshipfulnesss, we are taking it in turns to write :)
