your looking through your year book a couple days before the last day of school of your junior year, you notice the triplets pictures, the popular guys in your school. Your eyes land on Chris’ picture, you always liked Chris a lot. You read the caption he wrote under his picture,

‘’in ten years, the dream is that I’m laying in bed side with my beautiful wife with Matt rubbing my feet.”

imagining Chris with another girl makes you cringe.. you imagine you and him cuddled up together.. laying and- no. You need to stop thinking like that. Telling your mind things that will never happen. You close your yearbook and stand up from your seat in the library, walking out into the halls