This is the second story I've write with Sarah x Someone. It's too hard not to. XD
Sarah never knew what to say when the moment called for it. She couldn't form the words when she really needed them to come out of her mouth. She thought about expressing her admiration in different ways such as writing a note, but could never figure out how to without it pointing back to her. If they had been back at the camp, it would have been simpler. Alas fate was cruel and her crush had to stay hidden. Sarah longed to run her fingers through his dark hair and have those hazel eyes look at her with affection. She wanted to kiss him, have him hold her, and do all those other things couples did. Sadly she had neither the courage or confidence to do anything about her feelings for him.
For one thing, she was younger than him. He seemed to prefer women his age although that may not necessarily be true. He could like any age of woman as long as she was pretty. Was she pretty? She had been called cute on many occasions, but never hot or gorgeous. Just cute. Just thinking that word irked her. She didn't want to be cute. She wanted to be hot or at least attractive enough to get her crush to like her back. Cute wasn't going to cut it since she was pretty sure "cute" got you "little sister" status. She didn't want to be sister zoned. It was worse than being friend-zoned. At least friend-zoned meant you could possibly get out of it and the relationship between you two could become more, but being family-zoned was a whole different ballpark. You couldn't get out of that. Sarah feared she was already in the sister zoned, but never asked Luke out of fear because she knew the truth would be too much to handle. Even the bare thought made her feel sick. In order to avoid that fate, she had to do her best to fix herself up. But how though?
Since there were zombies, certain supplies were either a rare find, a hard to find, or an overlooked one. To Sarah's dismay, the things she wanted were a hard to find. Makeup wasn't something she had access to and she hadn't seen not a seck of makeup anywhere. One would think she would at least find a tube of lipstick, but no matter how high or low she looked, she couldn't find anything. Even if she did, there was her dad to deal with. He wouldn't want her wearing any anyways. What about her hair though? Her hair wasn't anything worrying over at this point considering there wasn't much she could do with it other than cutting it. She wasn't the most skilled person with scissors so all of the advanced ones she thought he would like were out of her experience.
If only there was someone she could talk about her situation to. Rebecca would just tell her to find someone her own age or around her own ageand everyone else was a man. She wanted to talk about it with another girl not a guy. Well at least she didn't have any competition to worry about since it was just them. Then Clementine came along. She noticed how nice he was to her and the way he smiled at her. Sarah felt jealous. After she went and helped her out, here she was wiggling herself into Luke's heart, slowly but surely. Sure it was nonsense she'd think that given she had only been in the house for a little while, but she couldn't take any chances. She was the only girl Luke be around, not some random child. She'd fix that soon enough.