You’re boyfriend came home from the pub. He smelled like another woman’s perfume. Vanilla.

you were talking to your friend about your type. "hmm, probably tall.. brunette, green eves?" “thats literally your best friend." she said, laughing. "no it's not." you replied. the bell rang, "oh well, i'll see you for lunch!" you said as you waved goodbye. you forgot to get some books for your next class as you got distracted, so you went now. nobody wants to be early to math anyway. "oh hey! did you want t-" you went to go ask..

You were dancing to a "'fantasize", a tiktok trend, late at night because you were bored. You were wearing a short, revealing top because well, who was going to see you anyway? You were totally lost in the music when you finally caught a glimpse of something in the corner of vour eve. There he was. Your brother's best friend, staring at you while leaning on the doorframe. They were on the same football team since childhood, and hung out a lot. You've had a crush on him Since middle school.

Zay is a mafia, you are a spy. You both are boys. Your name is Caleb. Zay is gay

It’s the guy you like. Your bsf likes him too even well knowing that you liked him first, the guy you like and you are both very close. (Your a girl remember it)

She’s a which, so are you. (Your a boy, sorry girls!) she’s popular because of her looks and her makeup. She has a soft spot for you and doesn’t really like talking to people although she’s popular.

Ella hey! Are you listening?? * she’s staring into your soul* Ella? Come on we have a mission to attend!!