Wanda could not like Jared. No. She had to know he was the biggest jerk in school. And the biggest player there was. I had no idea why Melanie liked him in the first place. Mel had always struck me as a smart person. And Wanda even smarter. Jared wasn't the perfect boyfriend that every girl wanted. He was just a charming jackass. There was no way Wanda really liked him.

But even if there was, why did I care? Why was I suddenly feeling strangely protective towards Wanda? I realized it wasn't sudden. I'd always felt that way. Especially when someone asked her out. She was so tiny and petite it was impossible not to feel protective! That was it……right?

I sat sketching her face for hours. Every emotion her face had ever shown me, I sat drawing them. I never figured why, but I always did that. Sketching the faces of people whom were close to me always made my thoughts clearer. Especially when the thoughts were about them.

Did I really like Wanda? In that way? The more-than-just-very-best-friends-way?

Maybe, I decided.