I never really had many friends growing up, besides Rhea. Rhea was my best friend. Aspen hasn't be around the whole time, maybe for only half a year. She joined our school and was very kept to herself. Aspen is absolutely gorgeous, but I have never plucked up the courage to tell her that. I felt the knots in my stomach, I felt the 'fireworks in my heart', I felt myself wanting to scream with happiness. Could this really be happening?
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