I sent a text to Pico, my heart racing with anticipation.
Keith: Hey, it's Keith
Pico: Oh, hii Keith
Keith: Sorry if I bothered you
Pico: Nah, you're good. And why would a cutie like you waste my time?
My face grew hot as I stared at the screen.
Keith: ...
Pico: Aww, I wish I could see your face right now. Well, talk to you later, bye!
Keith: See you
I put down my phone, my mind reeling.
"AHHHHHHH! Pico called me 'cutie' and I liked ittttt!!!!!"
"God, I'm pathetic."
I should stop...
but why?
For some reason, I just can't..."
A nagging thought crept into my mind
"Do I even love Cherry?
Or was it all just manipulation?"
The uncertainty was eating away at me.
"I should take control and make things right,"
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My back hurts—but I'm just 16...
