HEART RACER

★{ EIGHT } ★

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Confession
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"Hey Zoe? You okay?" I heard someone say next to me. I shook my head and looked, and it was Bada. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" I asked her.

"You looked zoned the fuck out," Bada said with a laugh.

We were in class together, and I couldn't concentrate for the life of me. Maybe it was the lack of sleep, or maybe it was everything that had happened last night, but today just wasn't the day for school.

I pulled out my laptop to check the time and saw that we still had an hour left. I let out a loud groan, making a few heads turn, including Bada's. I instantly felt embarrassed.

"Sorry," I mumbled, sinking lower in my seat.

As the time passed, my mind kept going back to last night. I wondered if Bada was still thinking about what I meant by "dating." Stupid me, she definitely knows I like her now. She hasn't mentioned anything about it so far, and maybe that's why it's driving me crazy. If she doesn't bring it up, I'll slip up and start explaining myself for no reason.

I hate how she's always able to act like everything is normal when something happens between us. It's a good and bad thing.

My thoughts were interrupted when Bada leaned closer, her voice soft. "You sure you're okay?"

"Yeah," I said, trying to sound convincing. "Just tired."

"You seem more than just tired," she said, giving me a knowing look. "You know you can talk to me, right?"

"I know," I replied, managing a small smile. "Thanks, Bada."

She smiled back and turned her attention to the front of the class, but I could still feel her presence next to me, making it hard to focus on anything else. The words "dating" and "feelings" swirled around in my head, creating a storm of anxiety and anticipation.

When class finally ended, I packed my things slowly, hoping to avoid another awkward moment. As I stood up, Bada caught my arm gently.

"Hey, don't forget—talk later, okay?" she said, her eyes searching mine.

"Okay," I agreed, feeling a mix of anxiety and relief.

As we walked out of the classroom, I couldn't help but wonder what I would say when we did talk. My feelings for Bada were a tangled mess, and I knew I needed to sort them out soon.

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Before heading home, I decided to stop by the Pink Café that Bada had shown me the other day. As I walked in, I was greeted by the same guy at the front. Great, this is going to be awkward, I thought to myself.

His eyes lit up when he saw me. "Hey! You're the girl from a few weeks ago, yeah?" he asked with an almost high-pitched voice.

"Yeah, that's me," I said with an awkward laugh.

"So, what are we feeling today?..." he said, waiting for me to say something more than just my order.

I paused for a second and then got the idea. "Oh, my name's Zoe. Yours?"

"I'm Zack, nice to meet you," he said, and I followed up with a nod and a smile.

"Okay, so what's the order today?" he asked.