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Wendy
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"Wendy, what's going on?" Ace said angrily at me grabbing my hand and shoving it away.
I had put my hand over Ace's eyes so that he couldn't see Rory and Eyeball doing what myself and Ace were doing a few moments ago. After grabbing his hands and opening the stall, I sneaked us both out as fast as I could, hoping that neither of them would see us.
Rory could be mad at me for being with Ace, but then I could call her a hypocrite because she was just cheating on Ace with his best friend. It makes me wonder, what would be the bigger issue? Which would be the biggest story going around school? Who would blame who? Who would fall out? Who'd throw the first punch? Wait a minute, they'd be fighting over Rory, not me, and the isolating feeling returns.
"Wendy?" Ace asked, looking at me as if I were miles away in my own little world dreaming of where I and Ace were married. Here comes the bride...
"Ace Junior, stop throwing worms at your sister!" I imagined saying dreamily.
"Wendy, what are you talking about? Are you okay?" Ace's voice seeped in through my ears. All dressed in white...
"Humm?" I gazed up at him. La la la la la la... don't know the rest of the words...
"Are you feeling okay?" He said down at me with concern mingling with uncertainty.
"I feel perfect, why do you ask?"
"You just said something about me throwing worms at my sister."
"No, I imagined it." I think.
"There's something wrong with you. Mentally." He said looking at me through hesitant eyes. "And what was that all about in the bathroom?"
Oh no. Oh no. Think of a lie. Think of a good, quick, believable lie. "I couldn't let you see the trouble some girls go through to make themselves... beautiful." I giggled, trying to somehow flirt to see if he'd believe me if I offered myself to him. Please take me.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Good, he bought it.
"Yes, although I'm slightly giddy and aroused, I'll cope." His eyes seemed to light up and then suddenly dim when he heard the word 'aroused'.
"We better get to class."
"Since when were you so eager to get to class?" I replied smoothly.
"Never," he grinned, "But I can't be seen with you."
"Huh?" Smoothness has gone. I'm just bananas and milk waiting to be smoothed.
"Come on, you know as well as I do that if people keep seeing us together, they're going to suspect something."
"So? Let them suspect," I said stepping closer to him.
"What and damage my rep by being seen with you? I can't risk that. You know I can't risk that."
"Yeah, course I do."
I turned away and walked towards my class, pools of tears built up in my eyes, threatening to fall with every passing second.
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Author's Note:
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Merry Christmas! I know it's another short chapter, I apologize. But Seasons Cheer and all that whatnot. Myself and SophIe would like to wish all the readers a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Pip Pip!
Wendy
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"Wendy, what's going on?" Ace said angrily at me grabbing my hand and shoving it away.
I had put my hand over Ace's eyes so that he couldn't see Rory and Eyeball doing what myself and Ace were doing a few moments ago. After grabbing his hands and opening the stall, I sneaked us both out as fast as I could, hoping that neither of them would see us.
Rory could be mad at me for being with Ace, but then I could call her a hypocrite because she was just cheating on Ace with his best friend. It makes me wonder, what would be the bigger issue? Which would be the biggest story going around school? Who would blame who? Who would fall out? Who'd throw the first punch? Wait a minute, they'd be fighting over Rory, not me, and the isolating feeling returns.
"Wendy?" Ace asked, looking at me as if I were miles away in my own little world dreaming of where I and Ace were married. Here comes the bride...
"Ace Junior, stop throwing worms at your sister!" I imagined saying dreamily.
"Wendy, what are you talking about? Are you okay?" Ace's voice seeped in through my ears. All dressed in white...
"Humm?" I gazed up at him. La la la la la la... don't know the rest of the words...
"Are you feeling okay?" He said down at me with concern mingling with uncertainty.
"I feel perfect, why do you ask?"
"You just said something about me throwing worms at my sister."
"No, I imagined it." I think.
"There's something wrong with you. Mentally." He said looking at me through hesitant eyes. "And what was that all about in the bathroom?"
Oh no. Oh no. Think of a lie. Think of a good, quick, believable lie. "I couldn't let you see the trouble some girls go through to make themselves... beautiful." I giggled, trying to somehow flirt to see if he'd believe me if I offered myself to him. Please take me.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Good, he bought it.
"Yes, although I'm slightly giddy and aroused, I'll cope." His eyes seemed to light up and then suddenly dim when he heard the word 'aroused'.
"We better get to class."
"Since when were you so eager to get to class?" I replied smoothly.
"Never," he grinned, "But I can't be seen with you."
"Huh?" Smoothness has gone. I'm just bananas and milk waiting to be smoothed.
"Come on, you know as well as I do that if people keep seeing us together, they're going to suspect something."
"So? Let them suspect," I said stepping closer to him.
"What and damage my rep by being seen with you? I can't risk that. You know I can't risk that."
"Yeah, course I do."
I turned away and walked towards my class, pools of tears built up in my eyes, threatening to fall with every passing second.
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Author's Note:
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Merry Christmas! I know it's another short chapter, I apologize. But Seasons Cheer and all that whatnot. Myself and SophIe would like to wish all the readers a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Pip Pip!
