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Tis Moi, Luca

I can’t be that forward!!

I need to take some time

Get her to fall for me

Bay

She’s probably already in love with you too

Who wouldn’t be right?

Sharky

This is why everyone on twitter thinks you’re dating

Tis Moi, Luca

@Bay In another life, mi amor

Bay

<3333

Eggo

Aside from that, how’s your first day at Summerfield going everyone?

Sharky

I’m liking it!

Of course it’s only second period, so there’s always time for it to go downhill

Bay

That’s the spirit

I stared at the empty icon that went alongside Bay's name. I wished I had a photo of him to put in there; Iwished I knew who he was, even if we couldn’t meet. I wondered who he was, and if we had met yet. Today was only his first day, so the chances that we had were probably low, but it didn’t stop me from wondering. It didn’t stop me from thinking about the fact that he was somewhere in this building, possibly thinking about me too.

It was then that I realized I couldn’t deny the truth anymore: I was falling in love with a boy that I had never even met.

And even worse… I wasn’t upset about it in the slightest.

“Jude is so cute!” Sloane gushed as we walked home that afternoon. “I mean, I always thought he was the cutest one in the band, but seeing him in person was just…” She sighed and held her hands to her heart. “Amazing.”

She’d been talking about Jude for five straight minutes, and I wasn’t even sure if she realized that I hadn’t said anything the whole time.

“Grace is going to be so jealous,” she continued. “Unless Neil’s in one of her classes. Oh my gosh, can you imagine if she got to be his guide? That would be amazing.”

The chances that all three of us got to be guides for the band seemed slim to me, but I guess it was possible. She was right about Grace being jealous, though—as sweet and cute as shewas, she would probably kill someone if it increased her chances of getting to meet her favorite boy band.

“Maybe you can introduce her to Jude,” I said. Sloane gasped and grabbed my arm.

“You’re right! That would be great. She would owe me forever.”

The bell above the door jingled as we walked into Starbucks. Unlike when we’d come in last week, there actually were other people in the shop, and—I was careful to note—there were no members of Take Five anywhere.

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