"Secret Admirer? Hah." Connor scoffed. "Like that's true. Probably another one of those rumors." He scrolled through his Instagram feed. Alana was holding a dog in one of her photos. Evan had tagged Zoe in a picture. Connor 'liked' Evan's photo. Jared was answering questions on his 'story'. One of the questions made Connor feel himself blush.

"Who do you ship at school?" The question asked.

"Hm. There's quite a few but I'll tell you my current fave. Connor and that new boy, Michael? I think his name is." Was Jared's reply. Connor shook his head. He was tempted to direct message Jared on the matter, but he decided against it. Connor felt tempted to look up Michael's Instagram page. If he had one.

"I'm just curious," he said aloud to himself. He was aware no one could hear him. He returned his gaze to his phone. Jared had just posted. It was a picture of them: Jared, Evan and Connor. He liked it and decided to read the comments.

evan.tually: You still have this photo?

zomurph: Looking great guys!

alan.a: Couldn't have said it better myself, Zo.

The usual commenters Jared got on his posts. The next few usernames Connor didn't recognize.

mic.mell: The one.... I'm gay.

jer.bear: !!! Mike! Did you just admit that?!

mic.mell: I was just saying. I didn't mean it. (Jer. If you want to continue this conversation, message me please)

jer.bear: Hm. Okay.

Connor smiled at the two unknown commenters. They seemed like really great friends. Connor had no idea who they were. He continued looking through his feed. He liked a few posts.

"Nice to see you're alive!" A voice said, causing Connor to drop his phone on his bed. Zoe was giving him a look.

"What do you mean? I've always been alive." Zoe rolled her eyes.

"On Instagram doofus."

"You know I don't like posting." Zoe narrowed her eyes.

"I do know. I just thought you'd have something post, because of Michael." Connor narrowed his eyes.

"Not you too! There's nothing between us!" Zoe's expression changed to a smirk.

"Your mouth says one thing, your eyes say another."

"What the f**k is that supposed to mean?" Zoe didn't reply. "They're rumors, Zoe. They're not real or true in any way."

"Believe what you want. Oh, and I heard your rant about your 'secret admirer' and how you think that's a rumor, earlier. That 'rumor' might be more true than you think." She left with Connor glaring at her. He touched his blazing cheeks.

"What does she know?" Connor's phone buzzed. He picked it up. He had gotten a text from a unknown number.

Um hi...

Who is this?

Oh, this is Michael.

Connor blinked. He felt his gaze softening.

Okay, Michael. How did you get my number?

Evan gave it to me.

Oh okay.

So hi.

Hello.

Connor was smiling as he started talking to Michael Mell, feeling a strange giddy feeling. Zoe watched him, silently. She stopped watching after it turned midnight. Connor didn't even notice.