× || prologue

99 6 2
                                    

× || Prologue

Jack was never one to have an interest in girls during seventh grade. He was either too focused on soccer, or school to care who had a crush on him. But I knew that wasn't going to last forever. Eventually, he'd look up from his studies long enough to see the pretty blonde eyeing him from across the library. He'd then get up, flip on his boyish charms, and land himself a date. It would be simple for him. Before Jack even knew them, they seemed to know Jack—they were already under his spell.

A year later, he finally went on a date. Her name was Emily Knox. She was the goalie for the soccer team, president of the debate team, and she had a pretty smile. Popularity and looks; everything an eight grader cares about. 

At this point, Jack and I had already been friends for five years, so despite what my mom wished, I was immune to his charms. I saw him suck his thumb, pee the bed, and eat several boogers. 

But this Emily girl was drowning in his smile, nodding her head and batting her eyes at everything he said. I was sure she knew little about what he was saying, but he was so invested in her smile that he didn't care. He wanted to make Emily smile, and after several pick up lines, he'd done locked in that smile. It was a type of smile that would clear up a cloudy sky. She even made me want to break out in dance.

No wonder he'd chosen her.

Being his best friend came with its good sides and bad sides. The good sides were ones I could live with: a permanent seat at the cool table, endless amounts of friends—even front row bleachers to all of the sports events. But the bad sides were things out of my control: boys didn't look twice in my direction— jack made it his mission to see fit that I never had a boyfriend, let alone a date. Some girls hated me for the relationship they could never have with Jack, and I was constantly surrounded by sweaty jocks that'd never look twice in that direction. It was like having a brother I never asked for. 

Another thing I'd expected to happen was for my feelings for Jack to change from friendly to romantic. All the movies and books in the world couldn't have prepared me for what I felt for Jack Hanson. It was like hundreds of cupids aimed their arrow at me and—bam! I was so in love with Jack to the point that I found myself falling into the same boat as all the other nodding and blinking girls. I was tripping over my own feet.

Jack was pulling all of my heartstrings until they finally snapped.

Although all of those things were ones I predicted, this situation was different; I would have never expected this.

And I didn't want to.

×××

HEY LOVELIES, hope you enjoyed the prologue to with a full heart

See you next chapter.

With A Full HeartWhere stories live. Discover now