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November 13
Ferb and I finished our science project.
I'm almost certain that we aced it.
We both worked really hard, so I'm hoping that we did.
To celebrate, Ferb invited me to his house for pizza.
I didn't really want to go.
Why would I?
Last time I went there I nearly fainted.
It was horrible.
Yet,
For some unexplainable reason,
I did really want to go.
Maybe I wanted to hang out with Ferb.
Maybe I wanted to see Firecracker.
Or maybe I was just hungry.
I don't know.
It was like a mysterious force was pulling me.
Pulling me towards the pretty yellow house.
Forcing me to knock on the door.
Making me stand there and wait until Ferb finally answered it.
Ferb is really sweet.
He invited me inside and introduced me to his family.
Then we went to the living room to watch a movie.
It was a really bad movie.
A definite blockbuster bust.
But it was nice spending time with Ferb outside of school.
About half way through the movie Firecracker showed up.
Sat down and started talking about the movie as if he had been watching the entire time.
Then Ferb got up.
I guess to use the washroom or something.
So it was just me and Firecracker.
Sitting in the living room.
Watching a movie.
Together.
Alone.
I felt like I should say something, but knew I would make a fool of myself.
So I didn't.
But Firecracker did.
He asked me if I was okay.
I was confused, so I asked him what he was talking about.
He said he remembered me from the first time I came to their house.
I was the girl crying at their front door.
The girl who ran.
I told him I was fine.
Then we continued watching the movie.
Only I couldn't pay attention because all I could think about was Firecracker.
He remembered me.
And he cared enough to ask if I was okay.
Even though it happened weeks ago.
I can't put into words how that made me feel.
I can't put much of how I felt those few minutes Ferb was gone into words.
The whole situation was odd.
I know so much about Firecracker.
And he knows so much about me.
But we couldn't talk about any of it because he doesn't know I'm me.
The worst part was,
The entire time we were sitting together, I wanted to tell him.
For the first time, I wanted him to know who I was.
I wanted him to know I was Anonymously Anonymous.
I wanted him to know I was the girl in his grade who likes to read and write poetry.
Who has a pet Chihuahua named Pinky and a dad who lives far away.
Who likes pineapple pizza.
Who loves him.
…Well, maybe not that last one.
Still, is that bad?
Is it wrong that I want him to know?
It shouldn't be.
But it feels like it is.
Everything is so confusing right now.
I don't know what I'm going to do.
Just for clarification, I am NOT abandoning this story.
I've been hearing a lot about abandoned stories lately (not really...but a little). I know my terrible updating schedule and inability to answer PMs within 48 hour time period is very concerning, but I can assure you; I DO PLAN ON FINISHING THIS!
If it makes you feel any better, I've planned out the rest of this story. Since I'm constantly changing my mind on certain things, I can't say exactly HOW long this is going to be, but by the looks of it it's going to be around 45-ish chapters, give or take a few. So that leaves approximately 20 more chapters to go. Yay!
Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter! If not, then sorry! :/
Love you,
XOXOX BETA :)