" you could kiss a hundred boys in bars, shoot another shot try to stop the feeling ! "

Knowing your like girls was hard, but facing Comphet was harder. Its not easy to force yourself to not like girls, which Eliza was exactly experiencing. Her whole life she knew she was straight, right? She didn't need to question her sexuality. But you? , Oh you. Once her gaze fell upon you, she knew she was absolutely done for.

Now that she got over forcing herself to like boys, she now has to deal the suffering of seeing you. EVERYDAY! And it hurts, in a good way. But it still hurts, cause you probably don't and will never like her back. So here she is ! Sitting down beside you in your mom's bakery. Having to hear you enthusiastically talk about this whole project your professor signed you to do.

With Eliza's chin in her palms, she barely listened and subconsciously just hummed occasionally. "So now we have to wait for Micah who's basically supposed to do his part then I can do mine-" You got caught off with one of Eliza's hums. "Mhm." She said shortly, "Are you even listening?!" You exclaimed, sighing.

"Yeah, I am. Keep going and stuff." Eliza snapped back to reality and cleared her throat.