“I mean- it’s cool you think my eyes are like the ocean,” Conrad awkwardly scratched his cheek. No doubt Conrad Fisher is an attractive boy. From his soft brown hair to his blue eyes. But to be called out on that? Let the ground swallow you up.

Love always fascinated you. Enchanted is more the word. Some would call you naive and a hopeless romantic but you prefer the term big dreamer.

With that said, you’ve had a few crushes over the years. Five to be exact. And you’ve wrote all do them letters, pouring your absolute heart out with the things you didn’t have the courage to say.

All five letters got mailed out to the different people somehow and now, here you are. Talking to your middle school crush. Oh crap…

It couldn’t have got worse right? No, it could. Out of the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse of your ex walking towards the two of you. Oh crap…

According to all the rom-com movies you’ve watched, how do you get a guy to back off? Make them think you’re not available. So what did you do?

You kissed Conrad Fisher.