Kellyanne's POV

I walked into my crush's house, his name is Jake. He is an orange cat with brown hair on his head and he has a black hat. He wears a black hoodie and his sneakers are black. He's so hot. I hope I'm good enough for him... I thought. He's holding a party for his friends. I'm eighteen and he's nineteen. He started to walk over to me. Act natural... Act natural... I'm just a normal girl who's CRUSH IS WALKING RIGHT TOWARDS ME!!! I mentally screamed as he stood next to me.

"What up, K?" He asked. That's my nickname.

"Just, ya know, chilling. What's up, J?"

"Just, ya know, chilling." He repeated. I sighed.

"It sounded like something was off, didn't it?" I asked. Jake nodded.

"Kinda." I sighed.

"Things have been... tough lately. I... I like a guy, but he doesn't seem to like me back..." I told Jake, hoping he'd take a hint. But he didn't.

"Maybe you should make him notice you." Jake suggested and my heart sank. Yeah... Like he'd notice me then...

"Thanks for the advice." I said, trying to act happy. He smiled.

"No prob." With that said, he walked away and it was like that was my only chance to get him. And it was down the drain.