Crush. Blush. Hush

Richie's POV*******

I got home feeling neutral as always. My driver opened the door for me and I walked out elegantly.

The door was opened for me and I was greeted by my maids.

"Young mistress. Welcome back from school" they chorused.

I simply nodded.

"Mister and Madame Richardson are in the family room, miss"

I just waved and went ahead to the family room

I opened the door to see my parents buried in their books.

My mom was leaning on my father while he sipped his coffee.

"Richie, our daughter. How are you?" My father asked.

I smiled and nodded "It was fine dad."

He just nodded and my mom smiled "How is that sweet friend of yours? The one with the sweet smile"

I fought the urge to fill my eyes "Angie's fine mom"

"You should invite her over again. She cracks hilarious jokes"

I cringed at her words. For some reason, my parents saw Angel as the most amazing girl in the world. If she was up for adoption, my parents would have probably ran to her like a fly to honey.

They'd obviously choose her over me. Why not? She was a nice, selfless, funny girl.

We had been best friends since the 4th grade and honestly, we were pretty much enemies before.

~~~

"You stepped on my shoe!" I yelled at her in the halls.

"Hey. I said I was sorry! No need to be such a brat about it!"

"Oh my God! Do you know how much these cost? They're surely worth more your pathetic home! I could sell your family and the money could never even reach half the price of this shoe!" I hissed.

The girl just gave me a weird look and shook her head "I could sell your family, and use the money to buy you some manners. Geez!"

I snapped "How dare you!"

"Just leave the way, girl. I don't have time to be talking to people like you. I practically lose brain cells just standing near you. Please, spare me"

My face twitched and I pulled the girl's hair.

"You! Take that back!"

"You insulted my family!"

"You stepped on my shoe!"

"I said I was sorry!"

"Sorry won't repair the damages!"

Then, we got into a fight. She was stronger than she looked and she easily beat me up.

I used that to my advantage and started crying when the teachers came.

"S-She! She beat me up! She just charged at me for no reason!"

Her eyes widened "What?! You were just fine a moment ago, complaining about your shoes!"

I sniffled "Sh... She's crazy! Take her away!"

The girl just blinked, then started laughing.

"Way to put on a show girl. Who are you? Winfrey? Hahaha! You could get an Oscar for that performance!"

She continued laughing as though we were never in a fight and she looked crazy.

She turned to the teachers and smiled"I'm sorry, teachers... I just stepped on her shoes and it turned into a big deal. I won't do it again"

What?! What a witch! How could she just act like an innocent puppy!

"No! She's crazy! Take her to the principal's office!" I screamed.

Everyone looked at me like I was the crazy one and I gritted my teeth.

I stood up and ran out of there.

Later that day, I was hungry and I hadn't any money for lunch. I forgot it with the driver.

I sat with my friends and asked them for money.

"Are you poor now?"

"Ewww!"

"Stay away from us, peasant!"

I can't believe my own friends ditched me like that! I was furious.

My stomach suddenly growled and I sulked alone.

"Hey! It's you. Shoe girl"

Can my day get anymore worse?

I groaned and she chuckled "Where are your friends?"

"None of your business"

The unexpected happened. She sat next to me and passed me her tray of food.

I looked up at her and she smiled

"Have it, if you're hungry"

I was a little hesitant, but I quickly devoured it

"Let's not fight anymore. Friends?" H

She asked and reached her hand out for a handshake.

I eyed her suspiciously but shrugged it off. She is nice and generous. And she's here when my friends aren't. I guess I'll forgive her

"Friends!"

~~~

And that's how we became friends. She didn't tell me everything about her, but she was a very good listener so I told her everything!

"Sure mom. I'll invite her over the weekend for a sleepover"

My mom clapped her hands together "Wonderful! Eh... How was your test?"

I frowned and sighed "I barely got a C..."

My dad snapped "What?!"

"It was pretty hard, dad"

"What did your friend get?"

"She got an A..."

"Precisely! Does she have 5 heads?"

"No... But she's good at math"

"I don't want that excuse! You should work more on yourself!"

I just sighed "Yes, sir"

I walked to my room and locked the door.

Just the usual. My parents were partners that were running a super tech company. They had branches in different parts of the country.

I was super rich. Hehe. Implies the name Richie.

Everyone wanted to be my friend because of how rich I was. Except... One person of course.

I stared dreamily at his picture on my wall.

Samuel Lenard

Siiiiiigh... He never wanted me for my money. He actually didn't care if I had money or not.

I was going to make him my boyfriend!

That meant I was going to have to deal with Chelsea.

Urgh! That disgusting brat.

Her dad was my parents' biggest rival! And he was a fraud too!

I couldn't believe she liked Sam! I was going to fight her for him, with my last breath!

She was getting so damn close to him! To MY property!

She should lay off for goodness sake!

And Angie... Meh.

I don't need to worry about her. She's too weird and annoying for Sam to ever like.

Besides, I gave her a warning to stay away from him. I know she wouldn't listen, but there was no chance for such an annoying girl as herself.

I scoffed at my own words.

Not a chance!

~~~

Angel's POV*******

I got up really early for a reason. Meh. Habit?

Sparky was still sleeping and I could feel myself actually dozing off a bit.

I got into my uniform and ran downstairs.

I greeted my mom and—for the first time in years — I ate breakfast at home.

Oh my, no rush today. We thank the Lord.

I was riding to school when I suddenly thought about Samuel.

He should still be at home right?

Wait? Why am I thinking about him?!

No, I was just trying to be a nice person. To help him out.

I swerved suddenly and headed for his place.

I knocked on the door and a nice lady greeted me.

She stared at me for a second then, she was all smiles like she just met an Angel or something.

Hehe... Angel...

"Umm... I wanted to see Samuel. I thought that I could... You know? Ride him to school"

The lady nodded like a bobblehead "Yes! Yes! Umm... Your name dear?"

"Angel Ilves" I replied and the woman closed the door.

There was suddenly a lot of noise inside.

"What?! Sh-She's here?!" I heard Sam scream.

"She wanted to pick you up. So nice of her. She's perfect" the lady echoed. I blushed

"Mooooom! What if she heard you!"

"Oh, hush and get down already. She's waiting for you"

There was a loud bang and a crash and I winced.

Sam suddenly opened the door and I blushed at the sight

He looked so hot with his unshaven and messy hair and his chest heaving up and down. I swallowed and looked away.

"Uh... Hey. I thought I could pick you up..." I mumbled as I played with my hair.

He smiled shyly and nodded "Y-Yeah... Sure. Thanks..."

I leaned to the side and waved to his mom.

"Bye, Mrs. Lenard!"

She waved back and we cycled forward.

On our way, Samuel asked me "Why did you offer to give me a ride? I could've just taken the bus"

"Well... I just wanted to help. I mean... Since we're friends and all, right?"

He paused for a second and then spoke up "That's... Very nice. Thank you, Angel"

I smiled "No problem, Sam"

"You should probably get a bigger bike though. If you're going to pick me up everyday..." He blurted

"Nah. I like feeling your body close to mine" I said with a cheeky smirk.

I could already see imagine his red face.

"And who told you that I'd come everyday?"

He turned his head to the side "N-nothing... I just thought..."

"Do you want me to?" I asked him

"What?"

"Answer me, Sam. Would you like it if I came to pick you up everyday?"

"I don't want to stress you out..."

"Hehe. You think you're stressing me out. Cute. So that's a yes?"

He just muttered something inaudible and I smiled.

~~~

We got to school okay and with our limbs intact. I sighed and parked my bike.

We walked into the halls and I heaved a sigh.

I just never seem to stop coming early, nowadays.

No one was in the halls and my sleep had started to kick in.

"Angel...?" I heard a voice.

It was Sam and I turned to him with a questioning look.

"You're dozing off..." He explained to me and I facepalmed myself.

I flashed him a weak smile "I just woke up really early, so I didn't get enough sleep"

He snorted "Figures"

"Excuse me?"

"I was wondering why you were at my house so early"

I just rolled my eyes.

"Look, I'm going to sleep in my class. You should be fine right?"

He raised a brow "When have I ever needed you to babysit?"

I smiled and walked away "Good. See ya"

I got to my class and slept on one of the desks there.

~~~

Sam's POV*******

I felt my heart pounding hard against my chest when my mom told me she was at my door.

I didn't waste time. I didn't even ask myself why she was here or what she was doing here so early.

I rushed out as fast as I could and I was happy to see her here. Her eyes looked terribly tired and I wondered why she was up so early.

We got to school and she claimed to have just... Woken up... Her words not mine.

She told me she was going to sleep in her class and asked me if I'd be fine on my own.

Since when have I ever not been fine on my own? Tch. Such a silly question.

The moment she left, I felt like a part of me left with her.

What? Why was I missing her? It's not like she ran away or died or something. She just left to go sleep.

I had to admit it... I was not fine on my own. I wanted her... I needed her....

I walked quietly to her classroom and peeped.

Class C is the last class I'd ever be found in, but I guess I'm giving that reputation up... For her

I saw her sleeping peacefully on a desk and my heart thumped loudly in my chest.

She looked so beautiful. I quietly sat next to her a rested my head on the table, while facing her.

So peaceful...

"Mm..." She mumbled something in her sleep and twitched.

I rested my hand in her face and she suddenly relaxed under my touch.

I stroked her cheek gently and was... Dumbfounded to hear her purr.

"Rrrrrrnnnn"

My whole face reddened. She was... She was... So weird! What kind of human does that!?!

I retracted my hand but she held it and brought it to her head.

I blushed but then, why not. She was pretty cute.

I felt at ease just being with her and I sat with her... Petting her...

Petting my crush.

I guess this is where the famous Samuel Lenard finds himself in.