Quinn Cresswell was a well known playboy in our school for a while, until the Matches were made. He got matched with this really pretty girl, Avery and they fell in love. Why is this my business?
I have a weird crush on Jared, Quinn's brother's friend and the only things I know about him are his name, how how looks and the fact that he's Quinn's brother's friend. It is so weird because I have only set my eyes on him once and I can't stop thinking about him.
"No. Amelia, stop it. Stop it," Henry, my best friend said when he came to meet me at my locker. "Stop thinking about Jared."
"I wasn't," I lied.
"Yeah Amelia, I know you inside out and that was as believable as you saying that the world is flat," he said. "You don't even know him."
"I will," I said. "Once I dump you and become best friends with Avery."
I shut my locker and we walked to History class together.
"That can't happen. Remeber, my ex-boyfriend killed her brother and almost killed her mom."
"Remind me again why exactly you dated a guy when you knew you werent gay?" I asked Henry. He was the craziest person in the world and I knew that. But seriously, who in the world would pretend to be gay?
"I was just having fun when signing up for the matching shit and I couldnt tell him that I wasnt gay after that. He looked so happy," Henry said. "And I kind of fell for him during the matching period."
I was very ill during those three months so, I was home schooled and Henry used to come to visit me everyday sometimes with Lester. I never got a match but I secretly wished I got one every time I see Avery and Quinn, Serena and Cain, and Libby and Daniel (I think.)
I shook my head at my bestfriend and sat down in front of him.
Quinn sat next to me in class and it was extremely tempting to send him a note saying:
Hey Quinn, can you please hook me up with Jared?
Love, Amelia.
The quiet girl who sits beside you that you have probably never set your eyes on.
But I had my little dignity.
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"Birdie!" someone shouted from behind me.
"Birdie, I know you can hear me. Come on, I haven't got all day." the person said.
Suddenly, two large hands grabbed my shoulders and spun me around.
It was him! I lost my breathing ability for sometime. He dropped his hands.
"You're not Birdie," Jared said.
"Who's Birdie?" i asked. It came out more like a croak.
"Avery," he said. I nodded slowly. I had long wavy brown hair like hers and from what i saw this morning, we both wore baby blue T- shirts.
"I'm sorry for being a disappointment," I muttered to the floor.
"You are so wrong," he said then looked at me. "I'm Jared."
"Amelia."
"See you around," he said and walked away.
I smiled at his retreating figure and my face stayed the same until I went to sleep. I narrated everything to Henry that night about three times.
"Youre acting like he asked you to marry him," Henry complained.
"Hey, I was happy for you when Faye took your virginity although I hate that slut. Be happy for me," I comanded. I could almost feel the blush rising to his cheeks.
"Dont mention that. I was drunk," Henry said. I shrugged.
"I cant see you shrug," he said.
"But you know I did."
"Goodnight lover. It's alraedy one a.m. There's school tomorrow."
"Night babe."
