So is anyone else in Camp NaNoWriMo? Day one and it isn't going so well for me... 539 words and counting. It took me, no joke, the better part of five hours just to get my first sentence down. Asdfghjkl; Such stress. Well anyway, my story is about a girl that lives in space. Clever right? (; WISH ME LUCK. 49,500 words to go...The clock is ticking... I'd best get on that. ENJOY CHAPTER THREE!
Choose
Chapter Three – Crush
She would have to break a heart either way. They both said they loved her. Who does she accept?
Mal knew everything about her. He was her partner. He was her best friend. He was handsome, funny, charming, and all around an amazing person. But Oscar…
Oscar was…indescribable. She remembered when he first started talking to her. She was amazed that the handsome district attorney would actually be interested in her. Then he asked her out…
She had those butterflies like when she'd had crushes back in high school. He'd been so fun to be around any time they could. Of course, their jobs only allowed limited time together. That was one of the benefits of being friends with Mal.
They got off work together and could go out afterwards for dinner or just to hang out and catch up. Oscar worked different hours, with a different job. His was just as unpredictable as hers, and he never seemed to understand when she talked about work. Of course, that's why she was friends with Mal.
Being with Oscar didn't mean she'd lose Mal as a friend, would it? She would still have Mal, her best friend, right? The Mal she could talk to about work, eat Chinese with, be partners with…
Or would he want nothing to do with her once she was married to someone else.
That was when the headache began.
"How am I supposed to choose who to hurt?" Natara asked Amy one day over the phone. The girls remained in contact occasionally even though Amy had left.
"Maybe you're thinking about it the wrong way," Amy said, optimistic as always. "Maybe you aren't supposed to be choosing who to hurt, but who to love?"
"This isn't a glass half full, half empty kind of thing, Ames. I think it's a little different."
"Yeah," Amy mused. "I guess so. But really, what if you were with Mal? That would be so amazing. You guys are partners and you could be like a crime fighting couple!"
"If you take that Kai-tone with me one more time, I'm hanging up."
"Sorry, okay. Maybe you should list some things about each of them."
"You make it sound like I'm choosing objects."
"Maybe if you think of it like that you'll stop worrying about which one you'll be hurting."
Mal: Best friend, partner, charming, hilarious, understanding, sweet, cheesy-romantic, mysterious
Oscar: Familiar, history, handsome, fiancé, kind, caring, willing to try to understand, romantic, loving, bold, honest
Best friend. Her eyes kept jumping to the first quality on Mal's list. Best friend.
They were best friends. Best friends know each other better than anyone else. She didn't want to do anything to lose him, but she honestly didn't know if it would be possible to lose him. Best friend. They were so close…
And she suddenly knew what she had to do.