Her name is Jessica. No doubt her beauty's a pain in my ass because I can never seem to get her out of my head. It's not a crush though. Guys like me don't have crushes. We have flings. So why is it I remember her name? I never remember girl's names. I definitely can't let the guys know or they'd give me hell for having a crush on the good girl. Wait, crush? No, I don't have a crush. I'm just Flirting With The Good Girl. ***Please, if you are just coming across this story, begin reading the story @MakaylaCross135. That is where the story originally started. Stay Byoutiful