After that embarrassing fiasco, I couldn't think straight. I mean, I knew having crushes made you stupid, crazy, and basically drunk but this was different. I knew that I had to do something so I did the only rational thing I could think of; I started to figure out her school schedule. Yes, I know it sounds really creepy but what were you expecting from a teenage boy, for me to ride to her house on a white horse with flowers? Yeah, that's something called "unrealistic". Anyway, it didn't take me long to figure out that she had 'Biology' first period and 'Economics' right before lunch. So for the next two weeks I sat three tables away from where Hope sat.
"Uhh..Hope?"
"Yeah?"
"That guy over there has been staring at you all lunch period. And it wasn't just today he did that yesterday too", said her friend Maisie.
"Hmmm...that's weird. Maybe I should go over there I ask him why he's been starring at my smexy shoulders for so long", said Hope.
"Are you crazy?!! What if he's ,like, a murderer or something?"
"A murderer? Are you serious?"
"Yes! You can never be too careful"
"Whatever...I'm going over there to talk him"
It was only when looked up from my plate of food that I saw her coming straight towards me.
"OH GOD! OH GOD! WHY IS SHE COMING OVER HERE? MABYE SHE'S GOING SOMEWHERE ELSE. OKAY PANTS STAY STRONG, THIS COULD GET MESSY", I thought.
"Hey, I was just wondering why you were starring at my smexy shoulders. I know that they're amazing but calm down," she said.
"Oh...ummm...what....well...I..."
"I'm kidding ! Names Hope BettingField, and you are?"
"Ummm...D-Dakota Parker"
"Cool name, mind if I sit down?"
I nodded shyly.
I just sat there dumbfounded while she started talking about how annoying her teachers were and how they were such assholes.
"I mean who gives fifteen pages of biology homework that are all due the next day?!", she complained.
While she talked I just listened and that was the beginning of our new relationship. The only bad part about hanging out with her was that I got a boner 75% of the time. We did everything together from that point on. She became my best friend and nothing was going to separate us, or so I thought (DAMMIT WHY DOES EVERYTHING BAD HAPPEN TO ME?!!).
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Hope BettingField
Teen FictionWhen the love of his life (Hope BettingField) moves away, Dakota Parker feels feels like a coward for not telling her how he feels. He tries to forget about her and his feelings, but when he starts college and sees that she's there as well...old fe...
