"Hi, I'm Tori, and I'm always happy clappy that boys think I'm being flirty. I am extroverted, sociable, sweet, caring, thoughtful and boys fall for that stuff. But trust me, I do not mean to do it on purpose. They just fall for me, and then I'd have to play the bad guy, I friendzone them. As selfish as it sounds, I like them... but just as friends. I like the attention and affection, but just as friends.
And to the boys I've loved and I've friendzoned before, here are some that stands out.
My ex-almost.
Luke: Technically, he wasn't an ex-boyfriend. But he was an ex-something, an ex-maybe, an ex-almost.
Mr. Perfect
Mike: he's one of the cool guys riding his big bike around the city. He does not like to play games and he's very direct. He knows what he wants and he gets it, except that he didn't get me.
Bestfriend
Troy: He's very sweet, such a gentleman and does everything I ask him to do. It took me time to realize he has feelings for me and when I decided to poke it and when he admitted to it, I panicked and friendzoned him.
Mr. Charmer
Jackson: We met at a spring festival and connected really well. It's one of those once in a lifetime meet ups that is perfectly orchestrated by God for us to get to know each other. I thought he's the perfect guy, my ideal type - tall, blue-eyed blonde guy who plays guitar and loves sports. It's all sweet and stuff until one of us ghosts another.
Mr. Destiny
Drew: I met him when I wasn't expecting to meet someone at all. Apparently, we have crossed paths before and destiny brought us back together. A couple of chance encounters, is he the one to get my heart?
So read on, and welcome to my life with awkwards encounters with boys."
I shuffled closer to Cam and whispered in his ear "This sucks. Remind me why we're here again."
He chuckled and put his arm around my shoulders, "Because," he smirked, "Alisha's here. And she's super hot. Might try and fuck her tonight."
Fuck her?
FUCK HER?
EW. OH MY GOD. God I love this man to death, the moon and back and whatever cheesy shit people say in movies - but, oh my days! That is so disgusting. He never used to be like this. And those girls just follow him like rats while he's the piper.
"Perv." I muttered under my breath and shoved his arm off me. "You nasty, asshole." I said, rolling my eyes and putting my head in my hands.
"Cameron, my man" I heard, when I lifted my head up. Guess it's Cam's turn now... I don't even know why we're even here. He always picks dare and they'll probably make him make out with someone, or take six shots or something.
"Dare." he said, looking ready for this, like it wasn't completely obvious what they were going to do. I rolled my eyes.
The boy looked around the room where everyone was sitting, until his eyes landed on me.
"I dare you, to make out with Azalea."
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||Azalea Davies||
17. She's your ideal nerd, minus the glasses and braces. Always in the library. Her head stuck in books all the time. Her main focus on studies.
||Cameron Phillips||
17. He's not popular... yet. Ever since he joined the football team, he's become one of the snotty popular boys. Girls ending up in his bed every other day. This includes fighting.
They're best friends. Always there for each other, ready to kill when something happens to the other. When Azalea suffers from issues at home, Cameron's always there to let her sleep over and when he's come back from his occasional fights, she's always there to patch up his wounds.
But when they play a game of truth or dare, and someone dares Cameron to make out with Azalea. Will this change things for them?