"He's so handsome!"
Bridget squealed and clung to her photograph. The picture was of a 14-year-old boy, wearing red baggy pants with a navy blue jacket. In his hand was a giant key, the keyblade. It was a picture of Sora, the keyblade master.
Bridget skipped along the dirt path, humming happily. All she could think about was Sora. It seemed to her he was perfect. Cute, nice, funny, strong, and only three years older than her. She signed and glanced back down at the photograph.
"I love him soo much!" she said.
Of course, she was only twelve, and it was only a crush...But it felt like love. She was sure it was much more than her silly friends with their so-called "boyfriends" had. A sudden noise behind her and brought her out of her thoughts. Bridget turned around to face a boy, walking down the dirt path she was on. To her surprise, it was...
"Sora!"
Bridget ducked behind a tree in embarrassment. Her face red, she peeked back around to gaze at him. She noticed Sora was holding something. In his clenched fist was a daisy.
"A flower?" Bridget quietly whispered to herself, "For who?"
Sora jumped up and waved.
"Kairi!" he called out, grinning.
His call was answered by a happy female voice.
"Sora!"
A girl came running up the path, waving back at him.
"Kairi?" Bridget said in disgust.
She didn't know who this girl was, but just looking at her she didn't like her. She was too perfect. Why was Sora hanging out with this girl?
Bridget witnessed Sora give the flower to the Kairi girl. They held hands and walked up the dirt path, both grinning and blushing. It was clear that the two liked each other.
"What!" exclaimed angrily, "A flower? Holding hands? What's next, kissing?"
Before the couple faded out of sight, she saw Sora kiss Kairi on the cheek. Bridget's heart sunk, and she crouched down behind the tree. She was shocked. Sora didn't already have a girlfriend, did her? She leaned against the tree and put her head on her knees. Had that perfect girl stolen her perfect crush?
She wrapped her arms around her legs, officially curled up. She almost cried, but she didn't let anything out. No tears would fall from her eyes until she knew the truth. She had to talk to Sora.