i really hate you, i think?

5.

girlxgirl

she sat on the bench, near me

she started to undo her skates and i watched

"done skating for the day?" i teased

"you looked lonely."

"is your sulking supposed to help?"

"my presence is enough." she retorted

"is it? your presence seems very boring."

"it's because you're bad at conversation."

"i'm making conversation right now."

"not a very interesting one." she smirked

i hated that smirk, just as much as i hated her

which was plenty.

"why don't you go home, instead of sitting here, being annoying?"

she looked up at that, a amused look in her eyes

she slid closer, and our thighs almost touched

"i don't think you'd want me to go home, afterall, i'm keeping you company."

i hated how she was slightly taller than me

she leaned closer, twirling a piece of my hair around her finger

why did i find that hot?

no, i did not find that hot.

her eyes looking down at me, with a teasing glint

that was not hot, nor attractive

my face grew warm, and she could probably see the pink

"brynn?"

the sound of my name brought me back to my senses and i quickly moved back

it was my friend, the one giving me a ride

"i think you're the one who wants me here." i spoke to sage, before quickly standing

as i left with my friend, i gave sage a quick look

she was staring at me.