Mei's POV:
I was sitting on a bench just swinging my feet around tryna pass the time. When I hear a car pulling in, and I notice it's Miriam's sister's car.
Fuck.
My heart suddenly started beating, like it wanted to jump out of my rib cage.
I stare at the car for some moments of silence, but then I go and stare at who comes out of the car.
Miriam.
My gay awakening.
I see her walking towards me confidently, but I can tell she's nervous due to her fiddling with her thumbs.
Miriam: So I was thinking you ask me a question, and then I'll answer.
Mei: Um...Okay.
Mei: When did you start liking me?
Miriam: 8th grade.
Mei: How did you know you like me?
Miriam: Like how you never cared about anyones opinions. Or when I see you stand up for a 6th grader.
Mei: Why'd you kiss me?
I can tell this question caught her off guard. But I need to know the answer.
Miriam: Uhh. I don't know. Just the fact that you cried over a boy who doesn't even deserve made me really mad. And it was eating me alive just seeing you cry over him.
She said "him" with so much disgust I could hear the venom dripping off her tounge.
Mei: Why don't you like Robaire?
Miriam just starts laughing at this,
"Are you for real asking me that?"
Mei: I mean yeah I want an answer.
Miriam: Mei your like the smartest kid in the school. But you can't figure this out?
Mei: Answer the damn question.
Miriam: Damn okay. Let's start with ,I don't know, the fact that he had the girl I liked for two years, simping for him while I've been trying to do that for two years.
Mei: The sarcasm wasn't needed.
Miriam: Yea but it was added.
Mei: So what you're saying was that you were jealous.
Miriam: Yea I guess.
She puts her palm to the nape of her neck trying to cover up the fact that she's a blushing mess right now.
Miriam: Can I ask a question now?
Mei: Yea.
Miriam: Promise you'll answer honestly.
Mei: Promise on my life.
Miriam: Do you like me back?
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Tyler x Aaron Z fanfic: I'm falling in love
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