broken days

by falling winter roses

a collection of thirty-one drabbles, poems, and short stories of love and heartbreak and emotions and the things that could never be :: one a day, every day :: based on a series of prompts by impossiblethings12/burnt up feeling :: T is maximum rating, some chapters may not be rated T :: october writing challenge 2017

25. day twenty-five: the dare

a/n: so the day this prompt was on wass the one month anniversary of my two awesome friends dating and SO TODAY'S PROMPT IS GOING TO BE ABOUT THEM

i.

ship.

clairlia.

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twenty-five

the dare

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it was a dare.

she had been dared to tell the other of her true feelings.

she was nervous, of course.

really really nervous.

Claire tapped her fingers on her desk in a nervous dance, biting her lip.

Julia, meanwhile, was grinning in amusement.

"why are you biting your lip?" she laughed.

Claire blushed.

"and now you're red as tomatoes," Julia teased.

Claire had typed her message into the text box and was staring at it, wondering if she should hit enter or backspace.

to enter or not to enter, she thought with a slight grin.

okay, fine, she'd go through with it.

with a single keystroke the most important message she'd ever sent was passed through the interweb to Julia.

I may or may not like you.

with a pounding heart she waited for the answer.

i may or may not like you back.

and claire grinned, because the dare had been completed, and the result was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

sHIPPPPPP, Sylvia sent.

Claire sighed.

and there was the bad part.

but the grin came back easily, the happiness from the love she had found.

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9/25-best day ever.