I don't know if she really doesn't understand, or if she's just pretending.
The girl's eyes were red with anger, and her friends quickly comforted her, "That's just how Hayes Edwards is. I think he's already being special to you. If it were another girl, he probably wouldn't even bother talking."
Hearing these words, the girl seemed truly comforted.
A few days later, the girl finally mustered the courage to stop Hayes Edwards and confess her feelings.
She thought her own conditions weren't bad, and she usually had many boys pursuing her and confessing to her. But she hadn't agreed to any of them; she only had eyes for Hayes Edwards.
In the few seconds waiting for Hayes Edwards to respond, the girl's heart raced.
But what she didn't know was that because it was nighttime, Hayes couldn't even see who she was, so his first words were, "Who are you, do we know each other?"
The girl was stunned, furious, and ran off crying, yelling as she went, "Hayes Edwards, I hate you!"
