it’s been forever since you and johnny met. a quiet boy and a loud girl, what a duo. johnny was your best friend and he would always go to you if his parents would fight. you would always comfort him and tell him everything is okay. but something deep down inside knew you both liked each other. by the way you guys give each other complements, asking how was your day, anything really. you always called him a pretty boy—he is a pretty boy. maybe you two did like each other, deep down inside knew you liked him.