Alex

4 years in highschool, yet no one had ever dared approaching you but not because you're disliked.

Sheila, your best friend and only friend that had kept you as her shadow. She had always been in the spotlight where it even came to the point that some people are only using you to get close to her. It repetitively happened for four years and until now- your last year in high school.

As usual, everyone gathered around Sheila especially the boys while you were just walking and following behind her quietly.

You saw a new face approaching, a transferred student named Alex that became popular because of his looks. But not towards Sheila, he was looking at you. 'sigh, another jerk who just wants Sheila's number' you thought to yourself.

"Good morning," Alex greeted as he walked by your side

Is it Sheila's number? Give me your phone, I'll insert it." You snatched his phone from his hands, typing Sheila's number. That's what he wants, right? Wrong.

"Who cares about Sheila? It's obvious, she's just another one of those fakes." Alex stated looking annoyed and grabbing his phone from your hands.

"What?"

"I'm talking to you, not Sheila. I want your number, not Sheila's" He said scratching the back of his neck awkwardly averting his gaze feigning annoyance.