Busted
'What?'
'Really? That's the password to unlock your cell?'
'Yeah. Why?'
You looked dumbfounded by seeing me typing those numbers.
'I use my besties' birthdays and since it's still second quarter of 2014 so...'
Nothing but a big, fat lie
'Oh, right. It's still June'
You smiled. Once again, petrified by the dimples.
And I gave that omagah-how-silly-you-are look toward the person whom I care the most in this circle.
I've been (best)friend-zoned. Big time.
PS bet you didn't remember that T's birthday is on June. Not that it matters, though.
PPS I love you and that's the reason why your birthday appears. It constantly reminds me of you whenever I use my cell.
PPPS That's just my kind of cheesiness.
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