We've been best friends since fifth grade. We'll be juniors in a couple months. We've gone from playing football and basketball in my driveway to texting in the middle of the night and talking about grown-up stuff. Sometimes I feel like I know you better than anybody else, but other times I wonder if you're really who I think you are. When we were little, everybody said you were in love with me. Well, as in love as a twelve year old can be. I never believed them. Lately, we've been... different. We've talked about liking each other. We've been more... flirty. We say 'I love you' to each other, with little smiley faces. And yet, nothing happens. We're not dating, even though I wish we were. We've never kissed, even though I want to more than anything. We've held hands, running down the street to catch up to everybody else. You've held me a couple times, and I loved it. You're cute. You like to chase me and grab me, trying to steal my phone. I like when you do that, even though I laugh and push you away. I feel like we could be perfect together. And I think this will be the summer when things change.
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