. Vicky's pov
I was going home but first I had to walk to his house the boy with the brown hair that would make any girl die for. Andres. Andres was his name. Her was friends with my other friends vovo, cat, and Milo.
I could never talk talk to him at least with out being weird. I mean he's weird but in a different way.
I stare at him sometimes well most of the time.
But this time as I walk to his house I need to. We need to start on a project he picked me over all his other friends.As I knock on the door my heart starts pounding. My hands start to sweat. At this point I was going to turn back but then he answered the door...