It doesn't get much more simpler than this. I have a crush on Drew Garrison. The shiest kid I have ever met. He doesn't really like people and I really don't blame him at this point. I guess that doesn't really matter. He's cute, does that matter? I wonder idiotic questions like that one all the time. Sometimes I wonder if I'm mentally ill. oh well. Drew is an intelligent, hilarious, kind, and most sincere person I have ever talked too. I guess you could call me Drew's 'best friend'. Although, I don't know how he feels about that. I certainly just rolled my eyes.
"Hey, Tylar."
I recognize that voice.
"Hey, Drew."
He smiles, I love his smiles. His smiles just melt my heart. But don't think I'm like you know in l-o-v-e with him. Certainly not true.
" wanna grab a bite?" Drew asks me.
" who doesn't." I reply.
" is everything alright?" He looks me dead in my eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm okay." I respond.
But, really. Truly. Am I okay?
I am not because he doesn't know but I want him too I just don't want to ruin a great friendship.
We grab our plates or trays or whatever you want to call it and we sat down at our usual table. Just the usual squad. Drew, Zay, Tiffany, and I. All of us together.
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Not Your Normal Love Story
RomanceThis isn't what you think it is. Its not one of the love stories that you know exactly what's happening next. Its not the guy bumps into the shy girl and knocks all of her books out of her hands and he bends down to help pick them up and their eyes...
