Falling for the best friend. (on hold)

Falling For My Jerk.

Normally you would think that when you happen to have a guy best friend, you get feelings for him. Well it’s a matter of life and death when it came to that. That’s just one thing I have tried to let go of. This guy has always been my best friend. But everything changed when he became a jock. He’s your typical hot-billionaire-popular-jock. He left me for his popularity and for his so called girl. I never thought he’d do that after all we’ve been through.

My name happens to be Rose Ann. I’m your typical nerd, but the thing is that I’m just not the nerd that keeps herself hidden under books. I happen to love singing as a hobby and dancing as a job. I teach at the local dance studio nearby. Blake you ask? Well he’s the Quarter Back and Captain of the football team. Alongside him would be none other than BV high’s Cheerleading Captain and Class A bitch, Lacy. I stand at 5’8 and called by Ann or Annie by most people. The only one who doesn’t call me that was Blake. He’d always call me Rose under any circumstances. I’d have emphasis on the “WAS” though.

As a Typical high school story or should I say Cliché life I’m under right now, I get bullied as all the nerds do, but my number one bully would be Blake and Lacy put together. I never knew as to why he did, but I learned to let it go. Crying won’t get me anywhere.

I was born and raised with a billionaire of a family. That never went to my head though. That’s one of my biggest secrets. Even Blake, he doesn’t know one bit. My house is just a 2 story house and very normal at that. My parents were the ones who never liked to flaunt what they have.

Blake stands at 6’2 with rock hard 6 pack abs with his dirty blond hair and forest green eyes. He was you dream guy as you all described him to be. He too hides that he gets straight A’s. I left that thought alone.