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Something Between
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Ongoing, First published Jul 31, 2018
I always felt that confessing to someone that you like is the easiest thing that you can do when you've been rejected twice in your life. But this time is harder than I think. It's not because I'm 100% sure that I'll be rejected but what If someone you like is the one that your best friend likes? 

It's a difficult feeling when you want to let go but it felt wrong. When dreams are about in front of your eyes and you want to touch it, then suddenly your head is turned around to see someone behind you but your body's still stuck on the way that You do. I'm starting to think of him again. I begin to like him. I dream about him again. And he's the first one I think when I wake up. I know it sounds crazy and disgusting. But It's really tough to deny this feeling. And I'm so mad at me because how can I develop this feeling when I'm near to the end? It's almost like I will leave him someday but I still want to get him. Is that really wrong? Am I that cruel? 

I'm wondering which guy would I end up with? 
Guy A
Guy B
Guy C 
Guy D
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So who will it be for this hopelessly unromantic girl? The brooding best friend? Or the young and unquestionably attractive substitute teacher? They say every person is worth the potential heartbreak of relationships not working out. That's why people still take that leap. But not me. Never been kissed, never had a boyfriend-I was pretty convinced by now that I was one of those mega-rare exceptions to the rule; the unlucky sap was just not worth the risk. And I'm totally fine with that. Romance and heartbreak? Not worth the hype in my book. Until life decided to get all snarky on me. "Fooled you, idiot! You'll get your love story...just not at all how you wanted it." Before I know it, I'm swept up in romantic turmoil more dramatic than anything my wildest playwright fantasies could dream up. Getting these very real, very adult feelings for the first time is bloomin' confusing. Lines will blur, tough choices will be made, and hearts will be deliciously broken. So who will it be for this once-hopelessly unromantic girl? My brooding best friend? Or my young substitute teacher?