I was walking through the halls, being as quiet as possible, until I hear J.J's familiar, boyish voice shout for me.

"Andre! Did you get Kyle's message? He wanted me to ask you!"

I stop walking. Don't panic and just lie.

"Yes." I say.

Everyone starts laughing. Who knew it was funny when a senior had to say the word yes. I feel Emma run up behind me and push me into our classroom before the the kids can start teasing me.

"Hey, chill, we're inside now." She says.

I feel like just dying, but it's senior year so instead I just sigh really loudly. Emma and I hear the bell ring from outside the hall and sit at our usual desks. I pull out my phone to see what Kyle said to me. I smile to myself when I open my phone and see my wallpaper. I see what he sent me. The stupidest looking cat I had ever seen. I hold in my laughter. My teacher, Mr. John, who is J.J's father, is teaching math. He lets J.J get away with everything. Even when he talks, chews gum, and does all these rea-

"Andrea Lexington?"

I sigh and look up. "Yes?"

"Is there anything on your phone you would like to share with the rest of the class?" He asks with that teacher voice in. The one they use when they're trying to be cruel.

"Nothing, sir."

"Come up here Miss Lexington, and let me see your phone."

I get up and groan quietly. I see Kyle mouthing sorry to me, but I just keep walking. I open up a new tab, and put in a dumb faced cat, not wanting Kyle to get in trouble. The teacher looks at my phone suspiciously. He presses the recent tabs button and clicks on the messaging app. He looks towards me and then looks at Kyle, who is pretending to write in his book.

"No more texting in class, both of you, or else the Principal's office."

I do the walk of shame back to my seat with my phone, just sitting and working until class is over.

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I laugh as I talk with Emma about fandom's. We talk about musicals and how they're so alike, yet so different. Then, we start talking about boys. Don't ask me how. It started on how Connor is hotter than Evan. I had argued on how Michael topped them all. Then, she said,"Do you actually like anyone?"

"Nope. I honestly don't like any of the boys. They're all gross and sweaty. " I replied.

"Andre. Half of our friends are boys."

"So? What does that mean? I mean, maybe I'm in love with you!" I say, making the last part sound desperate.

We burst out laughing. This, is why we're best friends.

"No but seriously. I don't like boys. I can't, that would just be weird." I say, not knowing to regret my words and choose them carefully.

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NATALIE
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"Nat! Get away from the door!" I hear my best friend, Gianna say.

"Shut up! I'm getting gossip! Guys, who's house is this?" I ask, listening to voices from the outside.

"According to the sign directly above your head," Kayla says, "It's Lexington Residence."

I look up, only to find myself face to face with a sign saying, 'Lexington Residence.'

I'm so stupid.

"Relax, you just didn't see the sign!!" Gianna reassures me.

I put my ear close to the door and hear the four words that would save me from everything and anything.

"I don't like any of the boys."

I immediately recognize the voice of Andre, my favorite frenemie. She doesn't like the boys? Well, just wait for the blackmail.

"Girls, all our problems have been solved." I say.

"Are you gonna blackmail her?" Kayla asks me.

"Yep!" I chirp.

"That's cruel." Kayla sighs.

"Life is cruel Kay," I remind my minion as I skip back to my car, "Life is cruel."