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high school rivals

< high school au >

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You had always been competitive. Whether it was in academics or sports, you always strived to be the best. And so, when Roseanne transferred to your school, you saw her as your biggest competition. She was intelligent, athletic, and charming. It wasn't long before she became popular and started to overshadow you in every way possible.

You were determined to not let her get to you, but it seemed like she had everything you wanted. You couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy whenever she would win an award or lead the school team to victory. And, as much as you hated to admit it, you couldn't help but admire her. She seemed to effortlessly excel in everything, and it frustrated you to no end.

One day, in the midst of your heated rivalry, your teacher assigned the two of you as partners for a science project. You groaned inwardly, already dreading the collaboration. You and Roseanne had never gotten along, and this project was bound to be a disaster.

As you sat down next to her in the library, you could feel the tension between the two of you. She gave you a small smile and introduced herself, but you just grumbled in response. You couldn't even make it through the first sentence of your project without arguing.

"I think we should focus on the effects of climate change on marine life," Roseanne suggested, flipping through her research notes.

"You always go for the obvious and boring topics. Let's do something more challenging," you countered, crossing your arms.

"Fine, then why don't you suggest something? Or is your only contribution to complain?" Roseanne shot back, her jaw clenching.

You glared at her, sparks of anger flashing in your eyes. "Why don't we just flip a coin to decide?"

"Don't be ridiculous. We need to come up with a well-researched and original idea," Roseanne retorted, her voice rising in frustration.

As the tension escalated, you both started to argue more and more, ignoring the glares from other students in the library. Suddenly, Roseanne slammed her hands on the table, causing some of your papers to scatter.

"Why are you always so difficult? Can't you just for once accept someone else's idea?" Roseanne yelled, her face red with anger.

"Me? Difficult? You're the one who always has to be right and in control," you shouted back, standing up from your seat.

The librarian shushed the both of you, but it was too late. You two had reached a boiling point, and no one could stop the eruption.

You were about to say something else when suddenly, Roseanne leaned in and pressed her lips against yours. At first, you were too stunned to react. But soon, your body melted into the kiss, your arms wrapping around her waist.

As you both pulled away, panting for breath, you looked at each other in disbelief. The whole library had gone silent, and some students were even recording the whole thing.

"What was that?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

"I... I don't know. I just... I needed to shut you up," Roseanne replied, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

But there was something in her eyes that told you there was more to it than that. You couldn't place your finger on it, but you felt a pull towards her. But before you could say anything else, the librarian shooed you both out of the library, shooting disapproving looks at the two of you.

As you walked out of the library, the hallways were abuzz with rumors about what had happened. You could hear people whispering and giggling as you walked to your next class. You and Roseanne avoided eye contact, unsure of what to say to each other.

The rest of the day went by in a blur, and the kiss was still the only thing on your mind. You couldn't believe that your competition and rival had just kissed you out of the blue. You were confused, but at the same time, you couldn't deny that you enjoyed the kiss.

That night, you found yourself thinking about Roseanne. You couldn't help but wonder if there was something more between the two of you. But before you could delve any further into your thoughts, a text from Roseanne appeared on your phone.

"Meet me at the park tomorrow morning. We need to talk."

You didn't know what to expect, but you agreed to meet her, your curiosity getting the best of you.

The next morning, as you arrived at the park, you saw Roseanne sitting on a park bench, nervously fidgeting with her phone. As you approached her, she stood up and looked at you with a hopeful expression.

"Hey, thanks for coming," she said, smiling at you.

"No problem. What did you want to talk about?" you asked, trying not to sound too eager.

Roseanne took a deep breath before speaking. "I'm sorry for how I acted yesterday. I shouldn't have kissed you like that. I know we're rivals, but I just couldn't help myself."

You were taken aback by her apology. You had expected her to be defensive or brush it off, but she seemed genuinely sorry. "It's okay. I was just as much a part of it," you replied, feeling a little awkward.

"I don't want us to fight anymore. We're always so competitive with each other, but I don't want that to be our only connection. I want to get to know you without the rivalry," Roseanne said, looking into your eyes.

You could see the sincerity in her eyes, and you couldn't help but feel the same. "I want that too," you said softly.

And with those words, the tension between you two slowly dissipated. You spent the rest of the morning talking and getting to know each other without any arguments. It was refreshing to see Roseanne in a different light, and you found yourself enjoying her company more and more with each passing moment.

As the days went by, you and Roseanne found yourselves spending more time together. You would study together, have lunch together, and even hang out after school. It was strange to think that this was the same person you had considered your biggest rival just a few weeks ago.

But as your friendship grew, so did your feelings for her. You caught yourself staring at her for longer than necessary, and your heart would flutter whenever she smiled at you. You couldn't deny it anymore; you were falling for Roseanne.

* * *

One day, while you were studying together at the library, Roseanne suddenly asked, "Do you remember the kiss?"

You froze, not sure how to respond. You had been trying to brush it off as a one-time thing, but now it seemed like Roseanne wanted to address it.

"Of course I remember it," you finally said, trying to keep your voice steady.

"I just want to make sure we're on the same page about it. I didn't mean to lead you on or anything. I was just caught up in the moment," Roseanne explained, looking at you with concern in her eyes.

Your heart sank. She didn't have feelings for you the same way you did for her. She was just trying to clear the air.

You forced a smile and replied, "It's okay. I understand."

But deep down, you couldn't help but feel disappointed. Roseanne seemed to sense your disappointment, and she reached out to hold your hand.

"But that doesn't mean I don't have feelings for you. I just wanted to be sure before things got too complicated," she said softly.

You looked at her, unable to believe what you were hearing. "You have feelings for me?" you asked, trying to process the information.

"I do. I never thought I would ever say this, but I really like you," Roseanne admitted, a hint of fear in her voice.

A surge of happiness and relief washed over you, and before you could stop yourself, you leaned in and kissed her. This time, it was different. It was slow and tender, and it made your heart race. When you finally pulled away, you were both breathless.

"I like you too," you said, smiling at her.