"Who knew you were such an annoying person when you have a crush on someone?" Dominic mutters as he sits across from me at lunch.
"What do you mean?" I put my phone down and pick my fork back up. The conversation with Eli is interesting and has yet to die; from morning until night, we text about everything and anything. We have a lot in common and he's just as funny as he is flirty.
Dramatically, Dominic takes his phone from his pocket and giggles girlishly. He begins tapping away noisily and biting his lip as he makes a thinking face. When he finally stops the act, he narrows his eyes at me. "That's what you look like."
My face reddens and my palms grow sweaty as I glare at him. "First of all, I don't have a crush on him," I snap.
"Sure you don't," he replies. "You know, sometimes I f
