Love me, Love me

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A/N: This chapter is from Georgia/Dark blue's POV. This one's a little shorter but I've got plans. Just you wait 😂

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"Georgia?" Benji asked after we'd been on the phone for about twenty minutes.

I let out a long breath, turning to lay on my stomach on my bed. "Yes, Benji?"

"I don't know how to say this," he said, his voice wavering a bit. "There was a woman looking for you at school today."

I sat up in bed slowly. "Excuse me?"

"There was this woman in this black suit and she came up to me and asked in this weirdly professional tone if I knew Georgia Hemingway. I said yes and she asked where she could find you. I told her you were at a meet and she told me to tell you that she'd come to find you again tomorrow," he said, rushing quickly through the story.

"Did she say anything else? What she did or who she worked for?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"Nope. Just that she was looking for you and couldn't find you," he answered, sounding almost disappointed by such little information.

I remember my heart pounding with anticipation for the next day. I remember thinking the worst and the best. I remember expecting someone from the Olympics board or someone trying to kidnap me. But never in my wildest dreams could I have expected who that woman was and what she wanted.

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"Why do you think Delilah paired us together?" Anya asked me as she was fixing the wires in Electrical.

"Dunno. I think she's trying to avoid me," I answered as honestly as I could without my chest starting to hurt.

Recently on this damn ship, my chest had begun to hurt whenever I... bent the truth. I could feel my heart squeezing whenever I told a lie which was now constantly. Not only because Delilah was flirting with me 24/7, but also because I was an imposter.

The tablet I had received when we first got here, it had told me that I was "An Imposter." I was supposed to kill everyone on this ship. It hurt my head to think about so I tried to get out of it but someone on the device told me an unsettling piece of information. If I didn't do this, they would kill my family. They said it would be slow too. So, I decided to not let that happen and attempt to kill my fellow crew mates. It had been difficult so far, especially since I learned there was another one.

"Why would she try to avoid you?" Anya asked me, laughing a bit as she focussed harder.

"I guess she's just tired of my awkward state around her. I can't seem to keep it together when she tries to flirt with me," I said, sighing loudly.

"Why don't you just... flirt back?" she suggested, shrugging a bit.

"That's easier said than done," I scoffed, making her look at me confused. I let out a breath as I tried to think of a way to explain it to her. "See, when she's near me, my heart starts beating faster and my breaths are heavier. It's like she has this insane physical effect on me that I can't help. I'm not even gonna mention the fact that I've never had feelings for a girl before-"

"Do you know if you're gay then?" she asked, glancing over at me before looking back at her work.

"I'd never thought about it before. She's turning my whole world upside down," I said, leaning against the wall and running a hand through my hair.

"But in a good way, right?" she wondered, eyebrows raising again.

"Sort of. It's just disorienting. I don't like the feeling when I don't have control over things. I think I do better when I have the power in situations. I fail when I can't make the decisions and I have to follow other people," I explained.