Dibs(#TBKcontest)

I had crushed on Kyle Rosendoll ever since 7th grade when he moved here, to Redding Connecticut. I loved the way his green eyes sparkled when he was happy, his easy smile, his dark hair, left just long enough that I could wrap my fingers into it, and I loved the cute smatter of freckles on his nose and cheeks. I had imagined kissing him more times than I could count, but no one even knew about the crush I had been harboring for years. I loved Kyle, but I wasn't allowed to.