What am I suppose to do? (Bradley Simpson)

What am I suppose to do? (Bradley Simpson)

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"Here I was sitting on my bed holding my phone with my thumb hovering the send button with that one message I swore I would never send." Hey, my names Gabriella Gold but, my everyone calls me GG. I go to Benford High School. I'm currently going into 11th grade and I am already getting sick of it. So, you see I'm in a bit of a predicament,,, there is this boy Bradley in my grade he has chocolatey brown curly hair, deep brown eyes, and a tan so beautiful he looks like he's been kissed by the sun. I know, I know "what's wrong with that you have a crush no big deal" well, here's the deal Bradley isn't just a kid at my school he's my best friend that I grew up with and I'm in love with him. Might I add he has no idea and he has the biggest crush on my best friend Shay.
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"You dropped this." I heard a husky voice say. I turned around to look at what I dropped and realized it was my schedule. I gasped. Damn, I would have been fucked if I'd lost it. I guess I didn't put it in my bag... I looked up to thank him, but ended up not being able to find my voice. He's really attractive. Drop dead gorgeous attractive. Hot. He has brown hair that is spiked up in a messy way and shiny chocolate brown eyes that are hard not to stare at. His jawline was firm and he is extremely tall compared to my 5'3" height; he seems like he's 6'1". He looks in good shape -- the white shirt he was wearing showed off his broad muscular chest. He wore a leather-mans jacket from the school over the t-shirt, with black denim jeans, and converse. I swallowed. I snapped out of it and took the paper forcing myself to say "thanks." However, he walked away before I even finished. OK... he obviously isn't interested in the 'new girl' like all the other students are. I can't help but feel a bit disappointed. Out of all the guys that have hit on me in school today he is the only one that has caught my eye -- bad news is that he didn't even bother. "You know him? I'm surprised the cheer-bitch hasn't threatened you yet." Jessica said, her face showing shock. "Um, no I don't know him... and cheer-bitch?" I frowned confused. "She's his ex-girlfriend, but considering she has such a small brain that is a size of a peanut, she won't leave him alone. I mean like seriously, EX; has she not heard of that quote, 'Thanks for the EXperience, Our time has EXpired, now EXit my life.' She is one clueless bimbo. Then again who would leave him alone he is S-E-X-Y!" I laughed. "I am going to love being your friend." I said while I looked back to where he had headed a while ago, but I no longer saw him. I sighed disappointed.

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