"Which one is it?" I asked. "Him." Tanya bit her lip as she pointed to number 83. I furrowed my eyebrows, "T-That's the one?" I asked. "yeah, problem?" She furrowed her eyebrows. "No." YES! It is a problem! It's Chresanto! My crush.. Tanya can't like him. Well she can.. I can't do anything. Chresanto shot the ball and glanced in my direction and winked. I blushed, but Tanya insisted he was winking at her. ~ Well, this is the story about how I lost my best friend. The story about number 83.