I couldn't believe him. I didn't want to get jealous. I just did. "Ash, do you think Vanessa likes me?" Zac asked. "W-what?" I sputtered. This couldn't happen. Not again. You see, I knew Vanessa since I was 16. We were great friends. But every boy I seemed to like always fell for her. The envy that I had for her many times... Undescribable. She was so pretty, so nice. Sometimes I couldn't stand the sight of it. But I never got any close to liking the boy so much I would feel like wanting to die. Zac made me feel just like that when he said that one sentence today.
"I said do you think Vanessa likes me." Zac said impatiently. "Um... I don't know..." If you broke but still stabbed my heart, I don't think it would feel worst. "Oh. When do you think she's free?" Thats what I think he said, but I was already walking away. Once when I saw a movie, when the girl's crush said that excat thing to the heroine, (except the names were different, of course,) she got mad. Not heart-broken, but out for revenge. Should I do that? No... I could never do that to Zac.
The next day, Zac came up to me, heart-broken as well. "She's dating Lucas." "Oh, that's to bad..." I smiled a unseeing smile. Everyone I like is taken, and I think that you don't like me either. "WHAT?" I coughed. "Your kidding right? I always liked you."