Chapter 22

Katelyn's POV

"Oh, my God! Is it true? Congratulations, you witch, you finally have a boyfriend! Your heart won't be left to gather dust anymore. You're finally getting wet, girl!" exclaimed Aimee, nearly making me spit out the coffee I was drinking.

"Shh—don't be too loud. We don't want others to find out yet. You know how gossip spreads quickly," I replied, trying to contain my laughter. Besides, I didn't want anyone overhearing the vulgar words she was saying.

Me, in a relationship? Well, I'm practically getting watered every night—only in my dreams, though.

"But I never expected him to be the first one to confess. I told you, I noticed the way he looked at you with those tender eyes," Aimee added, leaning on her table and facing me.

"I actually thought I would be the one to confess first. I tried because I like him too, and I wanted to get rid of this trauma as well," I explained, feeling a tap on my shoulder from her, followed by a