Crushed.
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''So you admit you like me right?" he asks, smirking simultaneously. "What? No!" I blurt out, clearly embarrassed. I can feel my cheeks getting warmer each millisecond. "Oh, come on! We all know you like me." he comments. "Never have, never will!" I say very clearly, making sure he heard every syllable. "Suit yourself." With that, he walks through to the bathroom, probably looking for his wallet or something. A moment later, I hear him groan and yell in pain. "Arghh. Shit!" "What have you done now?" I say, walking through from the main dorm area. I giggle as I lay my eyes on the rough, tough, football player machine that is doubled over with pain on our bathrom floor, clutching his slightly swollen left pinky toe. "Klutz." I laugh as I walk away. Before I turn to head to the canteen though, I can't help but glance back at him, rolling around on the floor. I can't believe he's defeated by a stubbed toe. 'Idiot.' I think to myself as I hop out the door, eager for a nice, warm meal. Ashley Noble started college with a guy roommate;Christopher Hewson. He had a girlfriend and she had a developing crush. On him.They annoyed the hell out of each other but deep down, they loved each other dearly. What will happen if Ashley gets a boyfriend? What about if secrets are exposed? Who will get Crushed?
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