Chapter One || Crushes

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Red's P.O.V. || 9:45 AM

The first day of school is always rough, it's just like that... It always is.

But this wasn't the first day of school.

I had already finished First Period and I was on my way to Second.

I was nervous because I had to switch my class for Second Period due to... issues in my old class.

Once I had arrived the teacher greeted me, "Please sit anywhere you like!" She said cheerfully. 

I just sat in a random seat as the lesson began. 

"You look kinda scared, you okay?" The person who sat beside me asked.

They had short red-orange hair with grayish-blue eyes. They were stunning to say the least.

 I felt my face get a bit warm...

"Oh- yeah... just sorta nervous." I responded.

"What for?"

"Well considering it's my first time in this class, and I know literally no one." I said sarcastically.

"Okay, okay. I get it." They rolled their eyes, "Anyways, what's your name?" They continued.

"The names Red. What about you?"

"I'm Kit, it's nice to meet you Red!" They smiled, "Oh! Wait, shit! I forgot to ask, what are your pronouns? Mine are they/them." They added.

"I'm fine with any-" I was cut off.

"Red, Katie, will you two quiet down!" The teacher snapped.

I saw Kit flinch when the teacher used 'Katie'... 

Kit noticed my confusion, "Dead name." They whispered.

I nodded in understanding and looked back to the board.

|HUGE Time skip brought to you by your lazy Author|

1:00 PM

LUNCH! FINALLY!

I walked into the lunch room.

As I walked past one of the tables I noticed Kit was sitting at it.

But, you see, they were sitting at the table with the people who absolutely despise me...

They smiled and gave a small wave when the people at their table turned away.

Kit must know, then... I thought. 

 I waved back and saw Kit grin when my cheeks turned a light shade of pink.

I went to sit at my table with a dusting of pink on my face.

"Someone has a crush~" a person at my table winked at me.

"HEY, I DO NOT!" I covered my face in embarrassment.

I looked back to Kit's table before going on with lunch.

|Time Skip| Very end of Eighth Period

3:55 PM

School was out in five minutes!

WOOOOO!

I just talked to my friends for the remaining minutes until I heard the familiar school bell.

I picked up my stuff and started to head out.

That was until I bumped into someone...

"OH! I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" The person asked, "Oh, it's you..."

Aubree...

One of the many people at that lunch table who hates me.

"Aubree wait for MEE!" A voice practicality yelled.

It was Kit!

"Let's just go Katie, this piece of garbage isn't worth our time." She walked off.

"I'm so sorry about her..." they whispered before getting pulled by the wrist harshly.

They were so nice, what are they doing with Aubree of all people...?

When I stood up I noticed a paper on the floor.

I picked it up, it read 'Here you go love~  -Kit' and it had their number on it!

I just simply walked off to the buses with my face being a very bright shade of pink.

|Time Skip| Red's at home

4:30 PM

Another school day finally finished...

Oh wait! The paper!

I ran to my bag and pulled out the little sheet of paper, my face turning slightly pink as I read 'love~' again...

I put the number into my phone and started to text them.

After sending the first text I changed their contact to '✨ Kit ✨

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You: Hi! This is Red

✨ Kit ✨: Hello! Hru?

You: Not so good after that encounter with Aubree

✨Kit✨: Yeah.. I'm sorry about her...

You: it's alright :)

✨Kit✨: Gtg, sry love ;)

You: Byeee

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And just like that I was pink...

THEY CALLED ME LOVEEEEE

OML IM CRYING 

In reality I was screaming into my pillow 

I winced when I felt a pain in my wrist.

My cuts had opened again... Ehh.. didn't matter.

I went to the bathroom and put new bandaids on.

But when I got back to my room all I could think about was Kit... and that pretty little smile of theirs...

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