orange juice

13: stones

I GOT MY NAILS DONE AND THEY'RE BLACK STILETTO AND AHHHH

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"Before we get older, let's do everything."

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KAGAMI
My heart pounds in my chest.

My back leans against the bathroom door as my drag myself down.

Our lips almost touched.

What on earth was I thinking?

I catch my breath by opening the bathroom window and looking at the same view as Marinettes window.

An instant flashback to when my lips brushed comes over me.

I run my fingertips over where we merely kissed and internally grin.

I tense up at my new knowledge.

I like Marinette.

Dumbfounded, I exit the washroom and walk back up to Marinettes room as tense as I've ever been.

Marinette looks over at me and immediately notices my red cheeks.

"Hey, um, so about what happened-"

"We don't need to talk about it," I mumble.

She opens her mouth to say something but nothing comes out.

"I should be leaving. Thank you for letting me stay here," I exit once again and rush out of the house, bidding my goodbye to Sabine.

My footsteps are hesitant, knowing I don't want to leave, but I have to.

I can't catch feelings for her.

I turn around, my eyes immediately going to Marinettes window.

There she stands, watching me walk away.

A huge part of me wants to go back and just kiss her.

But I can't.

I look once more, but she's gone.

Sighing, I keep walking.

Minutes pass and I arrive in front of my house.

Still fighting the urge to just run away, I sneak through the fence and climb back into my window.

As soon as I enter, there sits my mother on my bed.

"Kagami, where have you been?" Her tone sounds angry and threatening.

"I um....I went to the park, mother," I lie.

"Lies. You went to see the girl that was here before."

Shocked she knew that information, I stay silent.

She stands up, and comes closer to me. "You have one more chance to prove to me you deserve to be in public school. This is a privilege, not a right," I watch as she guides herself out of my room.

I just sigh.

Once the door shuts, I plop myself onto my neatly made bed.

What am I supposed to do about liking Marinette?

I sit up and stare at the spot where Marinette and I worked on our project a couple weeks ago.

I have to keep pretending I hate her.

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I lay in my bed, the darkness surrounding me. The only supply of light is the bright moon.

Some huge part of me just wants to go see Marinette, and let that kiss happen.

A million things float around my head, until the sound of a small tap on my window lifts me away from it.

Ignoring it, I close my eyes again. But it happens again.

I look over to my window to see nothing there.

Now a little scared, I tiptoe to peak down to below it.

There stand Marinette with a pile of stones in her palm.