I need advice.
You were the only one I had my ringer on for. No one else texted me besides my mom on occasion but I knew it was you since I could hear her voice downstairs.
I'll do my best to help.
I wondered what advice you could need. Maybe sociology help? You'd been spacey the last few weeks since it was the end of the day.
How do you tell if a girl likes you?
My heart stopped. He couldn't be referencing me right? I was quiet and barely talked, barely portrayed anything when I was around him in hopes he didn't pick up on it.
She cares, a lot. She also stares at you quite a bit hoping you notice and always wants to make sure you're okay.
These were all things I felt with him. Why not be a little honest?
Thanks Bri. I'll talk to you later.
Later could've meant days from now but Bri? No one but my little sister Nylah called me that.
I wonder if it meant something, or nothing at all.
Love,
Bri
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Love, Briella | ✓
Short StoryBriella had fallen in love with a coffee barista at a cafe she frequented; she didn't think he'd ever notice a shy girl like her.
