Peter and I had known each other since we could learn to walk.

It was common knowledge that we were really close-knit. Where-ever one was, the other was sure to follow. Since our parents had been friends since high school, it was only inevitable that we became good friends. Plus the fact we were literally next door neighbors, which helped solidify the fact we were going to be friends for life. Nothing was going to change that fact.

A lot of people had thought Peter and I would end up together and get married. At one point, I thought we would too. I had developed a fat crush on my childhood friend, which I knew was a dangerous thing to do. My heart could easily get broken and I would only have myself to blame, but one of us were bound to fall for the other. We had too much at stake not to. It was just unfortunate that I was the one to catch feelings instead of the other way around.

My best friend, Carmen, had told me to tell him before it was too late and he got snatched up. She knew of my feelings and hated to see me moon for him from afar - but she didn't know how much easier said than done that was. I didn't want to ruin our friendship that we had if he didn't like me back, and then make it awkward for the both of us. It was already slightly awkward for me, I didn't need to make it awkward for Peter too.

All throughout our school career we each had boyfriend and girlfriends come and go. Mine barely last long enough to really even call them relationships as they all usually wanted one thing. Peter had better luck, but he was a great guy. Any girl would be lucky to be in a relationship with him.

It wasn't until our sophomore year I was starting to get deeper feelings for him. I started growing jealous of any girl he'd be with, which wasn't at all like me. I tried acting aloof most of the time, not wanting Peter to realize anything was up. It was an act I tried to perfect, playing the aloof friend who didn't care what he did. Did it hurt that he went out with other girls all the time? Yes, it hurt like a bitch but I wasn't gonna rain on his parade. He could do what he pleased with his time. I was the one being a pussy and not telling him how I feel, so it was on me and not him. I couldn't get mad at him.

Though when he and his last girlfriend broke up, I had built myself up to tell him. I was going to tell him I had fallen for him, and fallen hard. It was something I had been planning to do for weeks - when he had told me him and Maddie weren't working out. I wanted to tell him then how I felt, but I didn't. I didn't want to be considered a home-wrecker and let him break up with Maddie on his own terms. However before I could tell him how I felt, Blossom came along.

Blossom was this preppy girl who got everything handed to her on a platter. She was well-known in the school, and I didn't even know Peter and Blossom were friends. Hell, I didn't even know Peter liked Blossom. Normally he told me when he had a new thing, but this one was basically sprung up on all of us. No one was prepared for this relationship to be pushed into the open. Especially me, who now had to watch on the side-lines as he had yet again another girlfriend and I was left dry.

Just when I was about to tell him too.

"You know, you can still tell him." A deep voice interrupted my thoughts, making me turn to look at Lawrence Day. We had become friends a year ago when he moved into town and was a new student, instantly hitting it off. He was a handsome boy; dark curly brunette hair, porcelain skin, muscular build, freckles, deep blue eyes. When Peter continued dating just about any other girl but me, Lawrence and I had become friends.

I sighed as I watched Peter and Blossom from afar before turning back towards Lawrence. "No," I shook my head with a shrug, "if we were supposed to happen it would've happened years ago. If we were supposed to happen I would have been able to tell Pete how I feel before Blossom came along. The universe is obviously telling me something." Like maybe I'm not meant to be happy. That maybe I'm meant to watch Peter frolic with other girls while I continue to sit on the sidelines.

Lawrence watched me with a frown on his face, sitting up straight. "Maybe what you need is a boyfriend," he stated, making me furrow my eyebrows together at the thought. "You haven't had one since what, Freshman year? It's time to get out and do stuff, sweet-cheeks!" He smirked when I scowled at that nickname. He only called me that to get a reaction out of me, which I knew, but it worked every time.

"I don't talk to many other males besides Pete and you," I pointed out with a roll of my eyes. "It would look weird if I automatically went out with another guy I don't talk to a lot." I wasn't a slut. I didn't sleep around with every guy in the school building like some girls did, and besides most of the guys here were pretty much assholes. They weren't worth the time, let alone a fuck.

"Date me," Lawrence blurted out, making me raise an eyebrow at him, "c'mon, it's perfect! You literally hang out with me all the time, and it wouldn't be too far-fetched if we started 'dating'," he put air-quotes over the word dating, "besides it will make Peter jealous that you have a boyfriend."

I wasn't too sure about that. I'd had boyfriends in the past and Pete acted like it was nothing. To mess with Lawrence I narrowed my eyes at him, making him raise his at me. "Are you saying you want to become my boyfriend?" Lawrence was cute, sure, but I was too hung up on Peter to actually date anyone else right now. It wouldn't be right to them and it wouldn't be right to me.

Lawrence rolled his eyes at me. "Why not? You're cute, and outgoing. Loyal, honest and fun. You'd be the perfect girlfriend!" I blushed at the compliments, not having expect that from him. "Besides I would be your fake boyfriend. But you'll fall for me eventually." He winked at me, making me roll my eyes at him. "Maybe what you need is a boy-toy who you're actually close with to make Pete-y jealous." He could be on the right track for that.

"I don't want you to get hurt through this though if nothing happens." I pointed out with a frown. I didn't realize Lawrence had feelings for me, if he had any at all. Though he did just say I was cute and what he liked about me, but that didn't mean he had completely fallen for me. And I would be lying if I said I didn't like him a little bit.

He just laughed at that, snickering uncontrollably and making me pout. "Oh sweetie, I haven't fallen for you like that," he mocked. I rolled my eyes at him. "Trust me, I won't get hurt. I have a heart of steel." He patted his heart with his fist, having a tough looking face on.

I snickered at that, earning a look from Lawrence but I was giving the idea some thought. I didn't know if I wanted to make Peter jealous, as he clearly didn't really like me that way - it was painfully obvious. But maybe dating Lawrence for fun wouldn't be such a bad idea. He was a chill guy, didn't really get into much drama, and was all around fun. I enjoyed hanging out with the dude.

"You know what?" Lawrence raised an eyebrow at me at that, "lets do it."

"Perfect," Lawrence grinned at me, and I didn't know it at the time, but that was when my life changed for the better. 

AN: Hello! So first off, this is a rough draft. There'll be grammar issues, plot holes, things I'll need to fix. I do not plan on editing anything until I finish this book. This is my idea and I am super excited to get back into writing. I am writing this for fun and to try and get back into the swing of things as I had taken a bit of a hiatus off from writing, and this is a good easy plot (hopefully) to get me back into things. So yeah, I hope you enjoy if you picked this book up! 

Schedule will be a little sporadic. I wanted to get this posted at least, to have it up. Hopefully at least biweekly for updates. Some updates may or may not be faster than others, however.