phil p.o.v
As Edwin babbled about some girl he fucked at a party the day before, I glanced at Dan. He was the cutest boy I ever saw, his cute round face with a permanent blush and his brown hair with golden strands styled similarly to mine. Sadly I have never had a glance of his eyes, he never looks people in the eye for fear of being noticed. I quickly looked back at my friend after he stopped talking and nodded, then he continued to talk about some other upcoming party, allowing me to zone out once more. I have liked Dan since freshman year, unfortunately I didn't even know we were in the same school until then. He is interested in everything I am, yet he has no friends. I never understood that, but at the same time it made me feel special, like he was my own secret beauty. Now that I say that in my head it sounds cheesy as shit, but you get the point.
I must have zoned out pretty obviously, and Edwin punched me in the shoulder.
"Still pining over that kid? Talk to 'em already." Edwin playfully mentioned, causing me to blush a bit.
"I would, but what if he doesn't like me? I can't believe I'm nervous to talk to someone, I am never nervous!" I exclaimed, sighing as Edwin giggled.
"That is because 'e isn't just someone, you like 'em Jish." Edwin smiled, giving me a cheeky wink. "If you don't talk to 'em now, I will tell 'em things 'bout you you don't even know 'bout yourself."
I over dramatically sighed before getting up to talk to Dan.
