Teenage Desire

book. The ink on the page blurred together in a haze, much like her thoughts. The pressure of high school, her future, and the comp

d within her felt like something she couldn't control. It was uncharted terri

d dismissed it-told herself it was just the crush everyone got at her age. But when her gaze would drift across

The guy who could walk into a room and mak

mom's voice broke through her tho

nly 6:30, but she had been in her room for hours, lost in her own world. She pulled the door open

essy bun. It was moments like these that made Emma appreciate the

mom asked, noticing her

n't quite reach her eyes.

ld have a little family time," her mom said, cheerfully a

er mind was still elsewhere. She could feel that pulsing re

ht for her homework. Instead, she sat down on the edge of her bed and pulled her p

doing anyt

away the depth of what she was feeling. But

on was the kind of guy who had a group of friends, girls who gushed over him, and a repu

ilence startled her, and her breath

"Hey, not much. Ju

-just a response, but it was more than s

grabbing coffee someti

swiftly, almo

mery: "Sure,

e was getting the chance to talk to him outside of class. But was she ready for what m

he fear-that buzzed in her chest. Teenage desire was complicated. It was raw, intense, and oft