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I blinked. Near frightened. . . Miss Duchess had her face smushed into mine. She smelled nice. But this whole ordeal wasn't, so to speak. There wasn't a positive word I could find to describe how her lips felt. I tried to be nice and endure through it.

I just couldn't. I can't do it even for the sake of our friendship.

I pulled away from her quickly, her bottom lip was quivering. I'm 99% sure. "Duchess, what's going on?" I asked her, so stunned I could barely speak myself.

"You're so silly. Can't you see that I like you?" she raised an eyebrow, I suppose she was taken aback with my less-than-thrilled reaction. "Don't you. . . like me too?"

It was obvious to me, the problem of which she ignored. Even though being ignorant was often her bliss, I couldn't let it continue. It'd been going on far too long. "Duchess, I like you - yes. You're a cool girl to chill with, but I don't really want to have a chill partner right now. . ." I hoped this would do the trick, but something told me this calm and cool approach wouldn't work. I was hopeful.

"I'm not just someone to 'chill' with Sparrow," she told me as a-matter-of-factly, hands on her hips - the whole 9 yards. "I want to be more with you." She moved closer, but was instantly confused when I moved away from her advancement.

"Duchess, listen. . . you're a great girl and all - it's just that-"

"No, no! Shut up." She ordered me to do so, instead of fighting it - I let it go. She was probably hurting a lot more than I could fathom, sadly this isn't the first time I've had to do this. "Let me walk away with even the tiniest sliver of my dignity. . . it's all I ask."

"But Duch!" I wanted to tell her that it wasn't her at all, in any way, shape or form. I needed the moment to explain myself as to why I didn't like her kiss. It just wasn't what turned my crank! It wasn't her fault. . . she needed to know that. "You gotta hear me out."

"Quiet Sparrow, just stop. Let me leave. You, stay." She ordered me to stay in my spot like she would a dog, and just like the obedient dog - I listened. There was no getting around her commands, or her stubbornness. I just had to deal with it, as I suppose she was dealing with my rejection. Yikes, I really didn't mean to make the 'Asshole of the day' list - but apparently I was the number 1 contender today.

I watched her walk away, only slightly wounded. She remained cold as to shield herself from disappointment, only I knew that - yet here she was, her pride limping a little but even that didn't stop her. I couldn't help but to have the exact same thought playing in my head repeatedly, 'What have I done?'

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The only thing that sucked about no one knowing what or whom you're into, is the fact that you have to hide your feelings ten times harder than someone of, 'normal' sexuality would do so. Or maybe I'm wrong? I'm not sure, but I have to stay hidden for awhile at least until I can feel the same sort of vibes. Could it be too impossible?

It's probably the oh-so-typical story of gay guy chasing after straight, but hey - the cat can look at the Queen, can't it?

Or Charming?

I shifted my gaze towards the poor unsuspecting Prince as he sat there, nose-deep in a book from the library. It's a new one, newer than the one that he had yesterday anyways. I smirked and saw the bookmark resting lazily in the book, almost falling out.

I pulled an arrow out and back, resting upon the bow - securing my aim as I let it go.

"Whoa!"

Hexactly according to plan, it pierced his bookmark and pinned it in the railing near-by. I chuckled as I hopped over the railing and grabbed the arrow, "Sorry Dex, target practice gone totally wrong." I lied through my pearly whites.

As a matter of fact I just lied harder than I ever have in my life, and for what?

Well for his attention of course, duh. "It's okay, you gotta practice. It makes perfect after all." He spoke semi-quickly, a blush formed upon his cheeks. I observed that he blushed a lot. I wasn't sure what he felt embarrassed about, he had no need. He was perfection.

I handed him back the bookmark with a hole in the center. "I'm sorry about ruining your bookmark, if there's anything I can do, anything at all to make it out with y- uh, make it up, to you... sorry, if I can make it up to you, let me know." Despite not meaning to lose my cool and basically bare-faced asking him to make out with me, I played it as cool as I possibly could.

He blushed still and stifled a chuckle of his own, pushing his glasses up further on his cute little nose. "It's just a bookmark, not even a great one - so, no worries. You may want to work on your aim a bit more though." He gave me a smile that I knew was going to last in my mind for days.

Damn all of the Charming offspring, you're all so - well, charming. And sexy, might I be so bold to add?

"Yeah well it wouldn't be fair to be this good looking and great at everything, now would it?" I teased him, with a wink - to which I wasn't sure if he caught on, but I could dream, couldn't I?

"I suppose not."

Ooh, you little devil - you didn't even scrunch your face at me being good looking. Or thinking it's true. Stahp, you're killing me. "So, what's the plans for the day?"

He shrugged his shoulders, those nice broad shoulders of his and he thought briefly before replying. "Nothing really, I was going to finish reading this book maybe... but I should get going." He gave my knee a pat, I'm positive he doesn't know how wild this is driving me. . . "See you around, not piercing other students' objects hopefully." He smirked at me, getting up to leave the area.

He left me melting into a sad, sad puddle of sap. Thanks Charming, thanks a whole damn lot.

¤÷(`[¤*Ever After High*¤]´)÷¤—