This Is How I Am
Zoey and Dawn sat opposite each other in the diner. It wasn't very fancy, but it was nice and cosy. Zoey needed a comforting atmosphere right now. She was so nervous. She decided to break the ice by discussing what the two girls had got up to since their last meeting. They talked for a good half hour, while they had their meal. Once they were done, Dawn suggested they went for a walk through Amity Square. They strolled by the river, as the Sun slowly began its descent over beyond the horizon yonder. The scene was like one from a romantic film Zoey had watched once, not that she was really into that sort of thing. But still, the sentiment was rather pleasant.
"So, what did you want to talk about, Zoey?" Dawn asked, looking into the redhead, now blushing, face. This was the bit Zoey wanted to prolong from getting to as long as she possibly could. But, now, the truth had to be told. She took in a deep breath, and tried to stay strong. Now or never. Do or die. Make or break.
"Well… it's just…" She closed her eyes, and sat on a mossy rock, not far from the riverbank. Dawn took a seat next to her, and waited for her response. The evening sunset light seemed to give Zoey's cheeks a soft little glow. She could see the dimples embedded in her cheeks, as she thought extensively, for the words. Wow, she looks so cute under this lighting. Zoey started talking again, snapping Dawn out of her doe-eyed gaze. "I've always seen you as a really good friend, Dawn. And a fantastic coordinator. And a beautiful person, overall." She looked down, opening her eyes, and blushed. She hugged her knees a little closer to her chest. "And… I don't blame you if you don't wanna be friends with me after this." Dawn blinked, confused. But she dared not say anything. She wondered what Zoey was going to do.
Zoey untucked her necklace from under her shirt, and took the note Dawn sent with it from her pocket. "When I received the necklace… I was over the moon, Dawn. I love it. I wore it in the Grand Festival last year, as a good luck charm. Silly as it may sound…" She blushed even redder. "I believe that it was the very thing that helped me win. Because of you, Dawn. And… I like you." Dawn's eyes widened instantly. "No. I don't like you, Dawn… I mean… love. I love you, Dawn Berlitz. If you don't feel the same way, it's fine. But, I'll always love you. No matter what. If you don't want to be friends anymore, I understand." Dawn's heart fluttered and jittered like a Butterfree on a sugar rush. Zoey loved her? Oh my… This is…
"Zoey…" Dawn searched for the words. How could she tell her softly?