ever since you came up in the box, thomas had always helped you with everything.

he was a built-in best friend. but ever since teresa came up to the glade things—well, changed. he was totally crushing on her. you and thomas would talk about everything together.

you'd gossip together, eat together, share a hammock sometimes, all the normal bestfriend type stuff.

but now? now all he would talk about was her.

you were helping thomas out at the bonfire, you two had been ordered to clean it because you were 'off-task' a lot of the time. you listened to him as he went on about teresa. "she's so perfect, and her eyes—oh my gosh. her eyes. they're so beautiful." he mumbled.

"yeah right! you're such a lovesick loser." you smirked in response, gently nudging his shoulder. thing was, you felt jealous. and maybe he felt this way when you'd talked about your past crushes.

"anyway...how about your lovelife?" he said, his face slightly red from you teasing him.