Eliza POV
I held my head down, having beard the news of my sister. My classmates gave me confused looks as I walked down the hall.
I was about to walk into the classroom, when I noticed Alex, looking more depressed than me.
"What happened to you?" I asked, walking up to his locker.
"I noticed his eyes are beautiful, but mine are brown and boring," Alex sulked.
What?
"Wait, who's eyes?" I grinned, Alex would look cute with anybody, honestly.
"W-Wait! You didn't hear that!" He stuttered defensively.
"Oh yes I did! Who are you crushing on?!" I inquired excitedly
"You wouldn't understand, you don't have a crush,"
"Theo,"
"What?"
"She's the one I like, so how about you?"
"Promise you won't tell?" He sighed.
"I promise!"
"J-John..."
"Oh my god! You guys would be so cute together!" I squealed.
"No... he deserves better,"
"You are better, for him!" I put my hand on his shoulder reassuringly.
The bell rang, and we went our separate ways.
~time skip to after class brought to you by That Would Be Enough~
"John, there you are! I've been looking all over for you!" I exclaimed.
He kept going through his locker.
"John? John!!" I yelled, trying to get his attention.
"Oh, oh! Eliza! Sorry, I've got a lot on my mind," John apologized.
"Like a certain someone?" I wiggled my eyebrows.
"N-No!"
"Please John, we're best friends, you can tell me anything!"
"Okay, okay! I-I um... l-like Martha,"
My heart dropped.
It hurts
Knowing something
The other doesn't
Smiling
Like it's all fine
When really
I'm lying
To my own friend
-Eliza and John
1:59 p.m.
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