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Blake's P.O.V

I swear I'm gonna cry. The good tears not the sad you-kicked-my-puppy tears.
Megan is spending the night! I've had the biggest crush on Megan since forever. It started in 8th grade. I had known her only that year. Fast forward to the end of the year where we only had 3 weeks left, I fell in love with one of my best friends.
I told my best friend Stephanie and she felt bad for me. This is because, as you know, Megan is straight, at the time she was dating a boy named Kyle. I really hated him for it. After awhile I just needed to "clear my head" and isolated myself from my friends for a good long while.
I stayed quiet through the rest of the year and just stopped talking to people since. No one has seen me smile anymore much less talk.
All because I fell in love with Megan.
Its now the middle of Junior year and everyone is getting ready for the Halloween dance, which was also my birthday. Yup I had the honor of being born on Halloween. This is both good and bad, good because its amazing with parties and candy and bad because I think it brought me bad luck.
Anyways, I carried Megan into my house that my foster parents left me with. I'm not even lying, as soon as they found out I was a lesbian they bought a house for me and kicked me out of theirs. I mean their nice enough to have someone bring me food 5 times a month and had the place furnished. When I found Yang at the dump, I sent them a text and they sent me money for all the parts and bam I had a car.
Sorry I got off topic, Megan had already jumped off my back and was over at my fridge, I shook my head at the sight and went upstairs, placing her things in the guest room before heading into my room to get changed into my PJs, a dark grey tangtop, black sweats and my socks from today. What? I like wearing socks.

I walked down stairs with my phone in hand to find Megan on the couch flipping through the channels. I chuckled slight before tossing a shoe that I left by the stairs this morning at her. She screamed and jumped when the shoes hit her shoulder barely.
I shook my head and went to the kitchen to cook some lunch, since it was only 12:15.
Grabbing taco shells, ground beef, lettuce and everything else I would need for the tacos I grabbed a frying pan and a pan from the oven.
Placing the taco shells on the pan I placed them in the oven to just warm up. Next I started cooking the ground beef, after I put my headphones in and cranked my phone up as loud as it would go, of course.
What I didn't expect was a pair of arms to wrap around my waist and my right headphone to be taken out of my ear.
"Smells good." I gulped and nodded before finishing up the ground beef. The arms removed themselves from around my waist and I heard a chair being pulled out.
I grabbed the now warm tacos as Burnin Up by the Jonas Brothers played. I quickly unplugged my headphones.
What I didn't realize was my arm was now laying on the very very very VERY hot pan until I felt the pain shoot up my arm.

"Ow shit you mother fucking pan!" I didn't even realize I was talking until I looked up and saw Megan staring at me wide eyed.

Well shit.

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Ooooo so Blake finally talked and you guys finally found out what somewhat goes on in Blake's mind!

Blake hasn't talked to anyone in 3-4 years and no one has seen her smile in that amount of time.

So yeah.

Nothing has been edited so I'm sorry if it sucks ass.

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