The Bad Boy's Secret Crush

Hey...Brielle, Right?

As Troy walk to my table, I mentally fangirl. Troy is coming! Troy is coming! Eeeekkkkkk!!!!!!

I quickly run my tongue around my teeth to make sure there's no food left. I sit up a bit straighter and look at Lily.  She winks in responce.

"Go get 'em, tiger," she laughs. And with that, she takes her lunch and books and walks to the table next to mine. Traitor.

I look back and see Troy seating himself in front of me. My breath hitches and I blush.

"Hey...Brielle, right?" he says.

"Yep! Or you can call me Bree. That's my nickname. Nickname is Bree! Bree, yep. Or Brielle. Doesn't matter at all, though. Call me whatever you want! Like, um, Brielle or Bree or Barney. I don't care! Umm...so you were saying?" I blushed, regretting my nervous ramble.

He laughed slightly and smiled.

"You're funny, you know? Well anyways, I'm having a party on Friday and I was wondering if you'd like to go," he asked.

"A party? Like one with people?  And food? Oh I like food. I'll go if there's food. Will there be food?" I blush again. Why am I so socially awkward? Around him especially?

"Yes, there'll be food. Don't worry. Just show up at my house on Friday. And wear something nice." he smiled.

I smiled back. "Ok. I'll come. But, umm, can Lily come too? Sorry, its ok to say no. I mean its your party. You can say no. It doesn't matter. I'm sorr-"

"Bree! Its fine! Lily can come. Heck, you can tell anyone you want to come! I don't mind"

"Hey, no cursing at this table. Nice words. Nice words." I told him, giving him a warning.

"What I didnt curse...oh, heck. I see. Sorry wont say it anymore...around you."

Good. At least something I did went well today.

"Ok thanks. I really appreci-" I looked up to see Dylan walking back to me table. Ugh what does he want now!?!?

"Dylan, what are you doing here?"

"I'm just coming to see my favorite person in the world during lunch."

"What." I said.

"What." Troy said.

Looks like he was just as confused as I was.

"Oh, Troy, my man! Didn't see you there. Well, since I'm here, I might as well aske you Bree.  Do you want to be my date to Troy's party?" he smirked.

"WHAT." I gaped. What is going on here?

"Don't you want to be my date? I mean, look at me!" Dylan laughed. I cannot believe him right now.

"Umm...actually I was asking Bree the same thing until you came in." Troy glared.  He was???? I need a book on love. I'm so confused right now.

"Oh, sorry then. I guess I beat you....again." Dylan replied. Again??

He put his arm arpund me and pulled me closer to his chest. I could literally hear ever girl in the lunch room gasping and planning my death. I gulped and looked up at him.

"Haha..." I nervously laughed. "Whatcha doing?"

"Cuddling," he responds. Eww.

Trying to release myself from his grasp, Troy clears his throat and I look up.

"Well, I think I'll go now. See you on Friday." Troy says, looking at Dylan. And then he gets up and leaves.

"Ugh, Dylan! I was talking to my future husband and you ruined it. Fudgeballs!" I exclaim.

He laughes and releases me. "Sorry, sweety," and then leans down. What. What. What.

Dylans lips hover above my head for a second, then land. I gasp and he smirks. Then he walks away. He just walks away.
WHAT.

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