"Wow! They've been together since third grade, I think they're soulmates at this point. What you think?"
"Yeah totally! It's been so long; 9 years... wow!" I said.
9 long years of witnessing their ever-growing relationship first-class. This is like a VIP seat on a concert of a band I don't even like. All is pointless, I wish them the best though.
Someone told me before that crushes would last for about 3 months or so, but a year and more? It's like using a gorilla glue on yourself, and I've been stuck since ever. To make things worst, we've been classmates for the last 9 years!
...
"Have you heard James on Class b?"
"Isn't he like a year older than us?"
"Yeah! but he's a hottie, plus he's also part of the volleyball team"
"No, but his friend though, Erik? He's way cuter and very kind too"
"How about you Sunny?"
Me? I think they're all hot or cute, they're fit and they do sports plus they're also smart and sometimes they crack some jokes, it's actually funny. Maybe they're a bit on the shorter side, but all in all they're pretty good bachelor.
"Yeah, they're good, I would say" I said.
"Girl who!? tell me, don't tell me it's Erik"
"Please, is it not James?"
"Erm... No? None of the above?" I said
*Phew
"You know what? To be fair, I actually haven't hear anything from you, hey come on! tell us about your crush too"
"I don't have one"
"Ey, what a liar, I know there is someone you fancy, just spill the beans! it'll be between us, We promise!"
This won't end if I don't say anything at all. So I pointed at some random guy in front of us playing volleyball. mind I tell you, It was a sincere and honest random pick, but turns out; of all I could point, why him?!?!?!?
"What?! Dereck?!?!?!"
"You've been eyeing Dereck all this time?!"
"Oh my goodness! i didn't know he's your kind of a guy Sunny"
"Well, he's a looker for sure"
"Wow, It was a whole bomb dropped"
"Who would've thought that it will be Dereck"
"Wait, what's about Dereck?" I asked. They seem to talk about this guy like a God, I don't even know his existence up until I pointed at him. Did I screwed up something?
"Hello? Dereck Sanchez? Captain of the Senior Scouts; Varsity player, that is both tennis and volleyball; president of the Math Society Club; blah blah-"
"So what do you like about him?"
"I don't know, his haircut looks good on him" I said.
I was even looking at Louise while saying those lines. *sigh I might end up a virgin ghost at this point. On second thought, this might be some sorts of black magic.
...
It's the truth when I tell you that I have been good and well and accepting and moving on. I know that I've set them free, I gave them my blessings, I've treated my heart and I've been living the student life... still the same.
But who would've thought that a fish i've accidentally caught and released would end up on my rod again and again?