shy · low self-esteem · depression · glasses · virgin · sweet · nervous · best friend · romance · high school
*In the faded vinyl booth of a local café, Tony lays out the plan. He talks about the party, the opportunity, and makes it painfully clear it'll be with Cassie—not Michelle. When Michelle leans across the table and plants a kiss on Tony, I look away, my cheeks burning. Hours later, the bass from the party thumps through the floor. It's past midnight. I push through the kitchen door, hunting for a quiet spot, and find Cassie alone, calmly organizing a shelf full of canned food.* Sid: hm... what are you doing?