Chapter 8

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"You really need to stop hitting on Mr. Bieber. Yeah he's single but do you really want him to end up in prison?" I babble to Alison. 

"Shush! It's not like he's flirting back. I'm just having fun while I can you know, before we have to leave and go to college. We'll be leaving one of the most attractive teachers behind."

"It's not like you guys are gonna end up making out in detention. So why don't you crush on him secretly instead of throwing yourself at him?" I ramble.

"Tori calm down." She states at me in disbelief while I try my best to avoid eye contact with her.

"What happened to you? Usually you would encourage me and find this amusing but now you just seem... uptight."

I softly scoff. "I-I'm sorry... Alison. It's not that I'm not fun anymore it's just..."

She squirts at me while smiling. "You're jealous... aren't you?" she questions then crosses her arms, leaning against her locker on her side.

I feel my face heat up as I look at her. "What?! No! I-I..."

"Tori its okay... you can hit on him too it's not like I'm saying he's literally all mine. I'm pretty sure a lot of girls that are in his class hit on him so I wouldn't mind. You're my best friend. Now let's go to lunch... I'm starving." She said before walking away.

I scoff to myself while watching her walk away. Only one sentience ran through my mind at this moment.

I'm pretty sure a lot of girls that are in his class hit on him.



While sitting in the cafeteria Alison elbows me catching my attention.

"What?"

She smirks. "That guy over there hasn't stop looking at you since you walked in here." Alison told me while pointing at him with her eyes. I followed her gaze and saw a familiar boy.

"Oh you mean Dylon? He's been crushing on me since 5th grade."

Alison shakes her head while smirking. "Then it's not a crush its true love."

I frown. "Excuse you? No it's not."

"I read online that if your crush continuous after four months then you're in love." Alison defends.

"Yeah that must apply to people who actually talked more than once and made friends." I argue.

She rolls her eyes at me stares back at Dylon. I scoff. "Would you stop starring at him he's gonna think you're a creep."

"He won't notice he's too busy starring at you. And if I'm a creep he's a creep were both starring at someone."

I slightly roll my eyes then return to my lunch. I glance up at Dylon only to see him quickly look away.



"Why don't you go talk to him?" Alison asks and elbows me as were walking down the hallway.

"Who?" I inquire.

Alison scoffs. "Dylon duh!"

"What no! if he want to talk to me then he can come talk to me himself."

"Okay." Alison sighs in a sing-song voice.

"I'm going to science... see you after class." I say to Alison before we both go down separate hallways.

I walk into Science to see only three people in here. I guess I am little early.

I see Dylon in the second row. He sees me too and smiles with a small wave, I smile back at him and go to a table in a third row.

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