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Crush Uncrushed

Crush Uncrushed

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"I know I'm not your favourite person", Jason spoke all of a sudden, "but," he walked closer to me, really close, so much as to that I could feel his warm breath on my face. My heart rate was rapidly increasing at our proximity. "Please don't punch me if I-", he placed his hand under my chin, "do this", he pulled me up and close to him, so that our faces were just an inch apart. My breath hitched in my throat. "Or this-", and he closed the distance between us as he connected his lips to mine. The funny thing was, I didn't punch him. ~~~~ Olivia Whitfield is just an average sixteen year old, except for the fact that she is practically a topper. Jason Meyers, the school's quaterback and her crush, not so much. Adamantly failing at Biology, Olivia is asked to tutor Jason and seeing this as a perfect oppurtunity to get closer to him, she accepts the proposal to be his knight in the shining armour. Picturing all her romance novels coming to life where you tutor your crush, get closer to them and BAM! Happily ever after, she is happy in her bubble. You thought this is that story? So did Olivia. Well- All her perfect dreams come crashing down by none other than Jason himself, as he is just what she wished he would not be- arrogant, stuck up and highly ungrateful. Remember she had a crush on him? Well, now its more like an enemy. With anger issues and impulsive decisions thrown into the mix, they make a perfect recipe for disaster. ° He was a chapter in her life that was closed even before it started and was meant to be long forgotten. But what if this chapter didn't want to close itself? What if fate always found a way to just push them together? Given these circumstances, will this ship ever sail? Or will he just remain a CRUSH UNCRUSHED? ~ Started: 28th March, 2020 MAJOR RANKINGS: #4 Sessions (5/4/20) #23 Romance (15/5/20) #6 Topper #72 Tutor #1 Sessions (1/5/20) #31 Quaterback (11/5/20)
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"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)

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