Another short drabble.
She didn't know when it happened. Or how it happened. It just did.
She didn't agree with the feeling. She thought it was wrong. She felt something. And she didn't like it.
She was just a kid. Merely 6 years old. Almost 7, matter of factly.
She did notice that maybe she was mature for her age, but that was because her mother had disciplined her so. Or so she had thought.
These feelings were completely new to her. She never felt like this before. He was only her friend, nothing more.
At least, she wanted more.
She noted that she had grown quite nervous around the fox boy. Quite lately actually. She stuttered a bit more. Her stomach did flops.
But she did not want this. Not now, not ever. She did not want to put her friend through this. She knew he must not have been going through this. Was he?
Did everyone get these feelings? Maybe. She didn't want to delve into that topic. She didn't even know what these feelings were.
They hurt. Sometimes. When he doesn't hear her. Ignores her. After all she was just a kid.
Maybe these feelings were what many speak of. More than once. Love? No. She didn't want that. She didn't want to think that.
Surely, it was just her maturing. She was growing taller recently. So why did these feelings bother her so much?
She thought about him. Quite a lot. She knew they didn't have a big established relationship. They only knew each other through their sibling figures. But they hung out sometimes before. Sometimes.
Maybe they'll just disappear one day.
Maybe.