Saving Hannah.

I liked Vic.
As in my guidance counselor, Vic. I had a crush on him and these things never ended well.

I barely heard Tony yell for us to start, so when I felt Vic's hands pushing my arms, I reacted in the best way possible and pushed him off, watching him fall into the pool.
"Dude, you just got your ass kicked by a girl." Mike snorted, high-fiving me as he helped me off his shoulders.
Vic just smiled at his brother, and I climbed out of the pool. I was hungry, I needed to make myself dinner, once again.

"Hey Mike, do you wanna go out to eat tonight? I don't feel like cooking and there's this old cafe I love eating at." I asked.
"Sure! It's rare I ever see you eat so I'm down."
"Mind if we tag along?" Vic asked, looking between Mike and I.
I shook my head and so did Mike, so we all went our separate ways.

I changed into a new outfit, grabbing my keys and letting my white hair cascade over my shoulders. I walked out my front door to see Mike standing next to my car.
"Wow, you look good." He commented, pushing me playfully.
"Thanks Mikey!" I said, turning to smile at him.

I said Vic standing there, the look of jealousy apparent as Mike wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug and swinging my car door open for me.

I couldn't make sense of it, because I knew there was no way Vic would go for me.

But I'd go for him, anyday.

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