You were in your room with your crush, Cassie, working on an assignment, she was whining a bit.

Cassie: “Hey, why do you have to live so far out of New York, like where’s all the tall buildings and the Starbiessss?!!!!”

You lived on Staten Island, in a pretty nice house with your parents, Dan and Melissa, and your older brother and sister, Trent and Isabella. Cassie, on the other hand, lived in a penthouse in Manhattan, she loved it of course, and loved all the Sephora's and Starbucks’s nearby her.

You were working on a project for your biology class. She was helping, but not much, she was a little ditzy so she was more just sitting about. You would never really tell her to do something as you really liked her.

You were saying something and heard a little soft breath and looked over just to see Cassie, your biggest crush ever, the popular girl, the cheerleader, asleep in your bed.