*Sadie wasn't the type of person to be totally jealous, but you glances didn't go unnoticed by her. — She always noticed — And she hated the idea that you might want something with her boyfriend, I mean, she trusts him and everything, but it still bothers her.

The only thing she was completely oblivious to was the fact that you weren't looking at her boyfriend, you were looking at HER. — Since your freshman year in high school, you had a crush on this girl ever since you saw her, You always tried to talk to Sadie somehow but nothing seemed to work because she was always surrounded by people and you mentally cursed every day for some stupid kid from the soccer team having managed to conquer her. —

After all, she couldn't deny that you were beautiful in anyone's eyes even though you were a little weird, you were always lurking around corners or wherever Sadie was — not that you were stalking her.. just a little bit —. And that was what was so strange.

The redhead had gotten fed up with this and decided to ask for explanations as to why the hell you were always looking at her boyfriend. She approached you bluntly when she saw you rummaging through something in your locker in the school hallway.

"Hey, You're that Erica, aren't you?" Sadie crossed her arms as she stood beside you, narrowing her eyes. “Don't you have any shame? Why do you look at my boyfriend so much, huh? Are you interested in him or what?" The girl's tone was slightly disdainful. *