The next day at lunch, I sat across from Keith in the cafeteria room. He was sitting with her. That’s surprising. They looked opposite from each other. Carrie is a very happy person. Keith is just calm. He just doesn’t care.
“Hey Candy,” Bailey waved in my face, trying to reach my attention. “Hello?”
“Hm?” I say, looking away. “What’s up?”
“Are you still upset?” She smirked. Her hands were on her hips once she placed her lunch tray on the table.
Rolling my eyes, I scoffed. “No, since when was I upset?”
“I saw you crying yesterday.” She snapped.
I gave her the look, the are-you-serious look. She caught me though. I feel into her trap, poop! “I wasn’t crying. I was yawning a lot that day.”
Hah! “I know that look on your face. You always make it when you lie.” She grinned and sat down next to me.
Well, I suck at lying anyways.
I scooted over to make room and looked away, then looked back at her. “Always?” My eyebrow rose as I toss a French fry into my mouth.
She shrugged carelessly. “Well, most of the times.” Then she looked away. She was looking at them. Them. It burns my tongue if I can bare saying it aloud.
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This Is Not An Unrequited Love For Me...
Teen FictionCandy has been practically crazy over this guy named Keith. Keith doesn't know that, obviously because they've never spoken before! Keith is usually been asked out by other girls. Surprisingly, he says yes to everyone of them because he doesn't wann...
