Andrew

“Well, how’s life?” Maria asks because I am staring off into space.

“Ah? Umm, fine. How about you?” I answer because nothing has really happened to me in a long time since getting back.

“Any, romance?” Maria answers completely ignoring my question. She does that a lot, she is very pretty with her light pink hair, light pink eyes and perfect body but whenever she wants something she always gets it, I think that’s why Tyler doesn’t hang out with us as much.

“I mean I sorta have a crush on someone but it’s not that big of a deal.” As I say this I can feel myself blushing and to signal me to go on she raises an eyebrow, “Well he has light brown hair that shimmers in the sunlight with perfect icy blue eyes, but there is one problem, I don’t know his name, he is always surrounded by his friends and they are scary, especially the red head. They are always together and he is a little to much for me, and apparently he is friends with him"

“Hmmm, it seems we have a case on our hands.” She says this with an evil look in her eyes.

“No, we are not going to do anything, this crush will go away and I will be fine.”

“Mhmm, we’ll see...” I can already see the cogs turning in her head, this is not going to be fun.

Leon

“I swear we are not going to find anyone good enough.” Ugh, gods why does every girl in this stupid school suck.

“Yeah I don’t think so either, but because you can’t get over him without him finding someone we kinda have to because he doesn’t pick the best girls.” Noah says this as he flips to the next page in the yearbook. “Oo, what about her?” He is pointing to a girl with light pink hair.

“God no, she is friends with that weirdo, and she is the gaming club, not happening” Most girls are already marked off but I can’t stand her so I cover her face up with red sharpie as well.

“You know if you could be just a little bit more forgiving this would be easier” Really? I am not going to give the man I am in love with to some weirdo with terrible taste in clubs.

“Ha, I am not going to give him over to someone below my standards.”

“Whatever, maybe we should get a yearbook from a different school?” As he suggests this I glare at him.

“If they don’t go to our school, how are we going to know anything about them?” I ask him in a tone saying he is stupid.

“Well maybe we just let him find his way on his own?” I laugh after this suggestion.

“Well then he is going to choose wrong.” Gods, he can not be trusted with choosing someone.

“Whatever, let’s take a break and grab some food”

“Fine.” I am actually starving, but I will never let him know this.