You and Trent were really close, sometimes a little more than two friends would normally be. You liked hom, he was the perfect guy and understanding too.

You knew he liked Gwen though, no matter how close the two of you are, he would never set his eyes on you like that. You tried to get past him, but you couldn't, he seemed to move forward while you couldn't leave him behind.

Sometimes you wondered if the boy enjoyed having you on his knee, but you knew Trent wouldn't do that knowingly.