i really hate you, i think?

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girlxgirl

"sage, you fucking dum-"

someone skated by, nearly knocking me over

i clenched my jaw, looking around

i recognized no one, other than sage.

she was smirking at me, from a few feet away

"i hate you so fucking much."

"do you now?" she teased

there was nothing to hold onto.

and i didn't want to give sage the satisfaction of seeing me fall.

so i stood there, looking like an absolute idiot.

"we should go skating more often, if this is what happens."

"never fucking again." i spat out

i could slowly move, right? i tried moving to the side, but i lost balance

right as i almost fell, a hand wrapped around my waist

i straightened, not looking sage in the eyes.

"not even a thank you?"

"a thank you for bringing me to the middle of the rink?"

"i wasn't going to let you fall."

her hand left my waist, and i already missed it, and hated that i missed it.

"just, bring me back to the edge."

"why would i do that? i told you i was going to teach you how to skate."

"sage, if you don't bring me back, i swear i'm going to ask someone random."
"you wouldn't."

i turned my head, and saw a guy, around my age

"hey, can yo-" i spoke before i cut off by being pulled back by my waist

"i'll take you back."

she skated to behind me, lightly grabbing my shoulders

"try to move forward." she spoke quietly, almost a whisper into my ear.