Marx's POV
"Bro, I think I'm starting to like someone." I chuckled at Jake while drinking my Gatorade.
We just finished playing basketball and as usual, I won. Basketball is not his game but golf and soccer. We're 17 years of age and at this young age, I was amazed by his succession.
"Who is it?" I asked, I'm shocked knowing that he's starting to like someone, he never had that before.
"Vanessa Montez, bro she's one of my classmates! She is so beautiful and I also heard that she's sweet and kind" he smiled and looked up like he was thinking about his crush.
"May I see?" I asked and he immediately picked his phone on his bag and just scrolled a minute before facing me his phone.
He's right, she's indeed beautiful. When she smiled her eyes too. She has this white skin tone and curled l
