Free Crushing On The Geek (Crushing On You) by Sarah Adams

were to get an after school job her mom had made it clear that the entirety of the money would be deposited into her college savings account.
          Tamara walked across the parking lot, careful to keep her distance from the flock of black birds congregating around a piece of discarded candy. Her fingers trembled inside her sleeves as she began to mull over what had happened inside the library. She didn't want to admit it, but it was beginning to make sense. What else could possibly explain the tiny hand prints on her mirror?
          She retrieved her cell phone and punched in Hayden's number. It rang six times before he answered it. Was he angry with her for skipping out on practice? After all, she did suck at chess and skipping out on practice meant she would be even less prepared for the next tournament.
          “Thought you weren't feeling well?” he answered.
          “I'm not and the library just made it worse.”
          “Are you going to fangirl on me? What did you read that made you cry?”
          “What are you talking about?”
          “That's what girl's do when they read, isn't it?”
          “Yeah, some of them I guess,” Tamara shrugged, “but that's not why I'm calling you.”
          “Don't worry there weren't any notes from practice,” he chuckled.
          “Hayden, can you come pick me up at the library?”
          “Ah, so that's why you really called me.”
          “Well, not exactly. I do need a ride home, but I also need to talk to you.”
          “Don't worry about it. I knew you wouldn't last in chess club very long. So what are you going to do instead
          “What? No,” Tamara shook her head, “I'm not dropping out of the club. It's not that. Well, it's about the club, but it's not that. Hayden, this is going to sound crazy, so, I want to tell you in person.”
          “Why?”
          “Because if I tell you over the phone you just might hangup on me,” Tamara said, bouncing on the balls of her feet, trying to keep warm.
          “Tamara, what's going on? I have homework to do and things I'm trying to finish up. I'm meeting Greg and the others at eight to go catch a movie.”
          “They're talking to you again?”
          “Yeah, something about having to show a united front,” Hayden shrugged, “but what's going on.”
          “I think we have a faerie problem.”
          “What?” it was Hayden's turn to be confused.
          “I think we've pissed off the faeries.”
          “That's one I haven't heard before,” he chuckled, “I'll be there in a few minutes. Don't let the faeries carry you offer before I get there.”
          “Haha,” Tamara said, “See you when you get here.”
          After the call ended Tamara considered waiting inside the library lobby, but wasn't sure the librarian wouldn't chase her out again. Also, she wasn't sure the crow had actually left the building. The mist evolved into raindrops and Tamara pulled up her hood to protect her weave from becoming drenched.
          Hayden's black car pulled up startling away the flock of birds except for one. Who kept its eyes locked to Tamara as she opened the door and slid inside.
          “So what's up, faerie girl?”
          “Don't call me that,” Tamara said, sinking into the seat and closing her eyes. She held out her hands in front of the heater vent and rubbed them together.
          “It's not that cold outside,” Hayden chuckled.
          “Oh, really?” Tamara asked turning towards him.
          “It's like forty degrees. It's not even below freezing yet.”
          Tamara place the palm of her hand against the back of Hayden's neck. He jerked away cursing.
          “God, woman! Don't do that!”
          “What? It's not that cold!” Tamara laughed.
          “Okay, you win this one, but since you've already told me you were