Limerence: the state of infatuation.
Infatuation: a shortlived but intense attraction to another person.
What constitutes short-lived? A week? A month? A year? I’m thinking three years is probably past the grace period to describe something as short-lived. The intense part though? Yeah, I’ve got that covered.
The rhythmic pounding of feet on pavement has always been soothing to me. Finding that perfect pace where you can zone out and just run. There’s nothing like it.
I often let my mind wander during these bi-weekly cross-country runs with the track team. I think about the future; mostly what I wish it would be instead of what it will be. And I spend a lot of time doing my best not to think about…
“Hadley Parker,” Greg Peterson says reverently to a sophomore, whose name I can’t remember, a few paces ahead of me. “I’m telling you man, she is so fucking hot.”
I bite my tongue until I taste blood. Greg Peterson is too big of a tool to have the right to even say her name.
“Isn’t her brother, Chase, crazy overprotective?” the kid asks.
Hell yeah, Chase is overprotective. As far as he’s concerned, no one is good enough for his sister. Not even his best friend in the world...that would be me.
“I guess so, but she’s like a secret agent or some shit. She’s really good at sneaking around so big brother doesn’t kill a guy,” Greg says with a laugh.
Bile rises in my throat. This doesn’t sound like a hypothetical have you seen that chick’s rack type conversation. He obviously has been with Hadley. Not that it’s any of my business who Hadley is sneaking around with.
Having a ridiculously inappropriate crush on your best friend's twin sister really sucks.