Unlikely pairs happen all the time.
From Edward and Kim - no, Twihards, not Edward Cullen, to Blane and Andy from Pretty in Pink, to John and Molly from The Breakfast Club, to Landon and that girl Mandy Moore played in A Walk To Remember. They were the kind of things that people loved to hear about. They all got their happy ending, with a dramatic, hot, steamy, and sweet kiss at the end of all of those movies. But this isn't your movie, is it? Ali still runs the show here.
You meet Lucas. You've known him for a while now. You've been in the same classes since kindergarden. You passed each other in the halls sometimes, and until you met Ali, you might have smiled at him a few times. Maybe. But then came Ali, the ring-leader in charge. You might think I'm gone, but I'm still the lead role in this movie when you're the fat, ugly, funny best friend.
Back to the hermy. You defended him in the past, because that's what you do. You're a sweet, innocent, nice Hanna. You want the best for everyone. It's expected for a girl like you.
You dated that douche bag you wouldn't shut up about in junior high. It was perfect. I bet no one told you that he wasn't into you any more. I bet no one told you that he isn't actually a virgin. Oops.
You suddenly became a new person. You lost weight by purging your guts out and got a case of kleptomania on your hands. You even got yourself a little groupie. Lucky you.
Then the hermy enters your life again. You might look prettier now, but you're still the same old Hefty Hanna. You feel for him. You lead him on a bit. That's what he thought, by the way. He knew you were out of his league, but you really aren't. You're just another loser like him who's into lame things like cats playing ping-pong or whatever idiots like you do. Suddenly, you find yourself in a sticky situation. Your feelings grow from sympathy to lust. You want this kid. You're infatuated with a hermaphrodite with fuzzy hair and and odd smile on his face.
Your lips brush against his. He's too shocked to react. The boy has probably been kissed once or twice in his life, if at all. He didn't expect quote-on-quote Hottie Hanna to waste her time on him. He does kiss you back eventually, when he finally seems to come to his senses. His lips taste like cheetos, but you smile as you pull away. It was how you wanted your first kiss to be with this disgusting hermaphrodite. Sweet.
The next kisses don't seem to be as tender. It goes from sweet kisses and if you're lucky, no tongue, to awkward groping after class is over with. His naivety appeals to you. You feel guilty for what you're doing to Sean, but you're finally in a loving relationship. Isn't that what you always wanted? To be loved? Unlikely romances might work out.
Your anniversary with Sean rolls by, and coincidentially, so does your 4 month anniversary with Lucas. You mumble those three words to him, and he says it back. Poor you. The only guy to ever love you back doesn't have a penis. You told him you'd leave Sean for him, but you know you wouldn't. What would everyone think? You would be ruined.
Here's the deal. You don't need Lucas any more. Dump him. Tell him that you never want to hear from him again. You have no options now, or you're not going to be the only one to see this letter. Either dump the disgusting hermy or kiss prom queen goodbye. And believe me Hanna, we all know which one's more important to you.
Unlikely romances might work out, but this one won't.
-A.
I don't know where this idea came from. It's pretty short, but I kind of just wanted to write a fanfic about them in A's perspective. You can take it however you want. Feel free to review.