Jack’s POV

We, for the first time in ages – or probably since 5th grade –, were doing something really interesting. I don’t know what Mrs. Manning was thinking when she came up with this idea, but all I can say is that I kinda liked it. Say whatever you want to your classmates can be really funny, even though hearing what they think about you is probably better.
I guess it’s because everybody loves me.
I’m just so damn awesome, good looking and yeah… people really love me. If they don’t they just keep it to themselves. But I guess they love me for sure.
The girls almost screamed when Mrs. Manning called me to stand in the middle of the circle. It was my turn, and I must say I was feeling really excited about that.
I stood up with a smile planted on my lips. Okay. There was absolutely nothing funny at all, but that was the way I reacted to everything whenever I felt nervous.
I watched my classmates write what were their thoughts about me and then put their pieces of paper inside the box. After that, the teacher placed the box on her lap and pulled out the first paper.
“Extremely hot!” she read.
“Easy. That’s Claire’s,” I said, laughing. Everyone joined me and Claire’s cheeks turned bright red. I knew it wasn’t hers, but what’s life without jokes?
“Did you write this, Claire?” the teacher asked. She denied quickly. “Ok, moving on. Idiot.”
“Nina?” I asked.
“Oh no, I didn’t write that,” she smiled.
“He could-” Mrs. Manning started to read, but suddenly stopped with a frightened look on her face.
“What’s in there?” I curiously asked.
“He could fuck me,” she finally read it. You could see how red her cheeks were from a thousand blocks away. Everyone laughed. “Who wrote this?” she asked. Obviously, nobody answered.
“I suppose Alex wrote that,” I said.
“I didn’t. And I feel sad I didn’t,” he answered, faking a crying face.
Mrs. Manning read all the other papers and I made a lot of jokes, causing everyone to laugh. Finally, she pulled out the last one.
“I love him,” that’s what she read.
“Well, Tessa obviously wrote that,” I said, looking straight at her.
“I DID NOT,” she yelled. Her cheeks started to blush.
“DON’T LIE TO ME!” I yelled back and we both laughed.
I returned to my spot on the floor, right next to Tessa, who was staring at me with a funny face. I like her so much it hurts. But I had no idea if she really meant that she loves me. I hope she did. There wasn’t a day I didn’t want to kiss her whenever we were. I wouldn’t even care what everyone around would think. I just wanted to be with her. But our friendship was so important to me too. We have something I just can’t explain, nobody gets me like she does.
“But seriously,” I started. “Did you write that?”
“And you still doubt, dumbass?” She smiled.
I wrapped my arm around her, bringing her closer to a hug. I just loved the feeling of having her body next to mine.
There was this one time we were playing truth or dare in a party. Everyone was drunk, including myself, obviously. When I chose dare they told me to kiss the hottest girl of the party. My eyes immediately fell on Tessa. I smiled at her but all she did was look at me like she wanted to say “don’t you dare try to kiss me” and I don’t remember why I didn’t ignore that look, but I saw Kelly and five seconds later we were kissing. After that, Tessa and I didn’t speak anymore. The next day she was cold as ice and it took almost two weeks for us to be friendly with each other again.
Thinking of kissing her almost fucked us up and not kissing her fucked us up for two damn weeks.
I wanted to be with her more than anything, but not knowing if she wanted the same was driving me nuts.
She was talking to Alex and I was just staring at her. Damn. I love everything about that girl. Her eyes, her smile, her laugh. They way she explains things like she is some kind of expert in the subject.
The teacher called her name and I reluctantly let her go, hoping for the end of her turn so I could get her back in my arms one more time.

Tessa’s POV

I was sitting in the middle of the circle, sort of freaking out about what the teacher was about to start reading. I always cared too much about other people’s opinion, but in that moment, I was focused on what a certain classmate wrote about me.
“Gorgeous,” Mrs. Manning read.
“Thanks… to whoever wrote that” I said, blushing.
“I don’t think you’re an idiot. Actually, I think you’re extremely funny and smart.”
Oh, that was Nina’s.
“Aww, Nina, you really do? Thank you,” I said, smiling at her. She smiled back.
The teacher read plenty of other papers who said how awesome I was, how people wanted to be like me, etcetera, etcetera. I was relieved that everyone liked me, but what was bothering me was that… Jack probably hadn’t written something special.
“I hate this girl who thinks she sings better than me,” Mrs. Manning read.
“Alex, get over it,” I said, looking at him and laughing. He rolled his eyes, sarcastically.
“I don’t get why she thinks everyone likes her. Obviously not everyone likes this slutty way of hers.”
I knew who wrote that. She was staring at me when Mrs. Manning read that paper. She smiled at me like she owned the whole world.
“Excuse me?” I said. “Slutty way? You’re not talking about me anymore, are you? I’m sure you’re talking about yourself, cause you’re the biggest slut of the school.”
Everyone was staring at me, and when they saw me staring at Kelly, they laughed. When some students were known for being quiet, like Claire, nerd, like Nina, or gorgeous, like me, Kelly was well known for being the easiest girl in town.
Every guy knew her. Or at least the way to get in her pants.
She didn’t answer. Instead, her face was red as hell, her arms were crossed and you could say she was really pissed.
Mrs. Manning coughed, getting everyone’s attention.
“Now, the last one…” she said. “Date me.”
My jaw dropped. Could that be… Jack’s?
I instantly looked at him and he was smiling beautifully. Everyone “aww-ed" us.
“No, Jacko, I won’t date you.” Everyone laughed.
Why the fuck did I just say that? I mean, Jack’s a big kid, he’s probably just kidding. I couldn't say I’d date him in front of the class and risk being turned down. But, fuck, I would really love to date him.
I returned to my spot and Jack instantly wrapped his arm around me again.
Should I say something? Should I ask him if that was serious?
No, I was too frightened for that.
I wanted to believe he really meant that, but how could I? Jack is not well known for long-term relationships, which was exactly what I wanted to have with him. Actually, he’s the perfect definition for “a one-night stand guy”. I didn't want that. I really like him, and that’s why I keep turning him down whenever he tries to have something with me, which is mostly at parties, when he’s drunk. I don’t want to wake up in the next morning and pretend nothing happened between us, because that’s exactly how he acts with other girls.
Alex always tells me we should be together. I always tell myself we should be together.
But turns out I’m just a girl who doesn't want to have her heart broken.

Notes

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