eight || ways of asking

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EMILY OH MY f*****g god. I'm about to f*****g murder someone. The guy I've been crushing on ever since middle school now knows I like him because my sister couldn't keep her goddamn trap shut. I could barely talk to him without wanting to jump him or something. The day I first kissed him only happened because I was dared to kiss a guy I have an interest in. One, Mason Anderson is definitely a guy I have an interest in. Two, Mason Anderson is one of the finest boys I have ever met. He deserves a f*****g platinum medal for that s**t. Mason definitely suspects something. Even if I didn't confirm anything, I'm sure as hell acting suspiciously – like avoiding him and pulling him into an empty hallway to talk alone should give him a reason to believe what Vee told him when they were tal

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