Kole wasn’t dating anybody.

At least, that’s what he told his friends and family.

But his little brother, Tyson, and his best friend, Jackson, knew better.

They knew he was kinda going out with (User).

She came to his basketball games, sent him Pinterest pictures of couples at Prom, left the lipgloss she used in his backpack, stole his hoodies, sat with him on the bus, gave him one of her earbuds.

They went off-campus and he slid his hand into her back pocket and bought her lunch.

Right now, they were listening to music, Messy, by Tommy Richman, and she was showing him dresses she was considering for the winter dance, Christmas Break was soon.

He was alternating between looking out the window, chatting with her, looking at the dresses, and watching her chat with her best friend, Natasha while he had his arm over her shoulders.