Hey! ThatGalWhoWrites here! First ever story (that I somehow found the courage to post), go easy on me! :D
Warnings: Crushing, Friendzone (or is it *grin*), Friends to Lovers(?), Jealousy-That-Is-Not-Really-Jealousy? (According to Cory), A lot of First Person/Third Person change of perspective, Angst later on, This is rated-G but has a kissing scene later on (maybe), probably inappropriate use of "; , :" (seriously, what are these things even called?)
The cover is not mine. I found it on Google, I just edited it a bit. (^Δ^)
Any resemblance to any person/scenario/pet/movie/song/whatever-it-is-you-notice-that-was-put-there-as-an-easter-egg belongs to their respective owners. (^u^)
I made this and would appreciate if it were not duplicated, thank you. (If you duplicate it I will jinx you *evil smirk*)
I appreciate constructive criticism, but don't be rude (i.e. curse me out (remember I'm 12), insult me and my work, etc.) (Again, I will jinx you)
You can read now. This A/N was relatively shorter than others', aren't I kind? :P
YOU ARE READING
I Was Right
Teen FictionCory had thought what she felt was real; she thought he felt it, too. She thought wrong, apparently. Why else would he be introducing her to his girlfriend? Then again, he wasn't hers to begin with. . . So why did it /hurt/?
