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moonsparks By moonsparks Updated Mar 25, 2014

He grabbed the ledge of the booth, his knuckles blanching white, while he feigned focus on the crowd filling up the hall. "I like someone else."
	"That was quick," I said, trying not to vocalize my disappointment. "You've been here a whole week now. Who? The cheerleader to her left or right? Or maybe long legs Fitzpatrick?" I was jealous and, while I'd heard the emotion associated with the color green, I felt and saw nothing but red.
	"Nope, not my type," he answered simply.
	"Just what is your type?" I didn't really want to know if girls - who were gorgeous in my book - didn't clear his bar.
	He didn't let a second fill in the space between us before answering. "You."

You didn't have to say "with Lea and her friends when they arrive" you are making it even worse... and isn't sitting with Lea already enough?
bluebunny1000 bluebunny1000 Oct 19, 2016
Me when I think it's a good idea to skip lunch and breakfast tbh
aye_024 aye_024 Oct 30, 2016
She's also judging him, which is pretty much what's pissing me off right now
Emunch Emunch Nov 11, 2016
They didn't know each other before right ? It's strange because they talk like they are "friends".  They are already too familiar, I think it's weird
namelesswriter10_ namelesswriter10_ Oct 21, 2016
This book is amazing I've complimented on every chapter now I'm back to ask a question who's the guy on the cover. He is a work of art
bluebunny1000 bluebunny1000 Oct 19, 2016
Aw I feel the same way, wanting to please everyone. It sucks