Hey guys! I'm back! This is another Skeffrey fic, although it's a oneshot, and takes a slightly different tone than my previous one. I hope you enjoy!
Questions
He had asked her a question earlier that day. The question was completely unexpected, unpredictable, and strange. Did she want to be in a relationship with him? Skye frankly had no idea how to answer such a question. She had quickly mumbled something about wanting more time to figure it out, and that she would get back to him later. She then ran off, and tried her hardest to avoid him. That was proving difficult, seeing that they were sharing different sides of a sleeping porch, only separated by a curtain. Two hours later, she had hardly moved, still mulling over the question. Skye loved math and science because they were definitive. Either you gave the right answer, or you didn't. But it was questions like these that sent her reeling. No correct choice, it was all up to her. And to make matters worse, these questions seem to always be the ones with the biggest impact on life. The first thing she did was try to take a logical approach. She made a pros and cons list in her mind, tried her hardest to evaluate the problem, even tried flipping a coin, but everything seemed to come out equally. She was at a loss. Then something came to mind. Something that she had overheard Rosalind saying to her friend Anna, when she was in a similar situation.
"Just go for it! If not now, then when?"
Skye knew that this plan wasn't foolproof. Obviously, there were still many things left to work out. The plan is far from perfect, maybe even far from logical. But at this moment in time, it made sense. And at least for now, she had an answer to her question.
That's it! I hope you guys enjoyed it! As always, reviews are welcome and appreciated. :)