Ever since high school started, I've been unknown in the world of sophomore popularity. The only friend I have, Dylan Hood? He's quirky and nice and we have known each other since either of us can remember. The only problem. I have a major crush. Of course, as I have heard, if you have a crush on your best friend, friendships can end. Very, very quick. I can't risk having our friendship ruined by some...little feelings. No. Instead I've kept it bottled in me since fourth grade. And the pain is never-ending.