a few months pass and she earns the title of queen bee. girls hate her, guys want her.
except you.
you stay by her side without even looking up to see her walk by.
she frowns. this change was for you and you weren't even paying attention.
(she feels stupid. so, so stupid.)
when she turns to walk away, a guy grabs ahold of her wrist and pulls her to his chest.
"baby, you look hot."
from her periphery, she sees you turn and wait for her reaction. she smiles thinking that your finally noticing her.
you make a move to go to her, but your hand is intertwined with hers, stopping you from getting closer.
if only, she thinks, if only it was her hand that you were holding.