• chapter thirteen •

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* summer goes by *

• Ana's POV •

Hello everyone. Been a whole long summer without having all the gang united together. That is, until today. Finally we start a new chapter in our life as high schoolers at a really fancy private school. Kinda excited but not really.

I mean yay! Finally new opportunities and being able to meet new people and finally not be seen as a little kid anymore. But there's a bad thing too. Adam. We haven't really talked one-on-one since the whole incident. Which really bothers me because we were, well are, best friends. I hope we can really finally talk it out.

If I'm being honest, I really do think I'm gaining a really big crush on him. Only Connie knows, you know because I cried to her a lot about me gaining feelings for him but she said it was normal and there was a chance I wanted something more with him. That I can't deny.

I've also taken an interest in cheerleading so I decided to try put over the summer and that they'll let me know if I make it. Hockey will still be my main priority obviously. Already knowing we had made JV, except for Adam who made Varsity but we all pushed put hatred behind us.

After I've settled into my dorm that I'll be sharing with Connie, we decide to gather all the Ducks and head out to dinner together. As we're talking about everything, I see the cheerleading squad walk over to me and hand me a duffle bag with all my cheerleading stuff and all congratulate me on making the team. Everyone was aware of this but Adam. As I put on my letterman cardigan I couldn't help but smile at how happy I was knowing I made the team.

All throughout dinner I kept noticing that Adam wouldn't stop staring at me and I couldn't stop looking at him either.

I really missed that kid. Not having my best friend there this summer was really tough on me. But I just want things to go back to normal. Or even better, for us to be more than friends. Until we kissed I hadn't noticed how strong my feelings were and that I would need to put them aside if I wanted our friendship still to last. That didn't help. Instead it separated us but made me finally realize how much I couldn't live without this kid. And that maybe, just maybe, I loved him more than a friend.

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