Girl's Guy Best Friend

The Bloom

He kept telling me pick up lines. I kept calling him cutie. And our relationship just formed over Skype. We couldn't--wouldn't--talk to each other outside of the online world. His friends were the stereotypical popular people. Except in this case, they were real. The most popular one, the absolute witch that spreads rumours, has a crush on him. But he prefers me over the popular girl. Would that make me better than her? Too bad I don't like him as a crush. It's an odd situation, really. The popular girl gets jealous easily and teases him about me. He doesn't like it when she does that. It's irritating and annoying, especially when she teases him about being polite and saying thanks when I hand him a cookie he bought to fund our grad trip. Does this chick and her lackeys not have a life? I mean, for a bunch of "popular people", you'd expect they'd quit being like a fly--always flying around you and you want it to go away but no matter how many times you swat always it, it always comes back around. Stop it. So we could never really hang out together during school, it was always a meet up at the park, where even there we were threatened by the risk of the popular ones showing up. Last time, when we were sitting on the swings side by side, the girl snapped a photo of us, then another one of us sitting on the bleachers. Apparently we were sitting right next to each other, but I was showing him some music from my quiet iPod. With how my parents raised me, I'd rarely even poke a boy.