Had Anne really liked Sasha If Sasha liked Anne? That was the question.. and it was something she had to think about.
Anne had been thinking for a while. All day and night.
Eventually, she found her answer.
She didn't like Sasha.
She just knew she didn't, she felt no particular feelings for her.
The next day, when school arrived, Sasha had the feeling she should tell Anne about her feelings..
She was walking through the halls when they eventually bumped into eachother and it made Sasha blush lightly.
"O-oh! Hey, Anne.." Sasha greeted her, a bit embarrassed on how they just ran into eachother like that.
"Hey, Sasha. Watcha up to?" Anne replied, gently smiling.
"Nothing, I just wanted to.. t-tell you something." Sasha answered Anne's question, her face heating up even more.
"Yeah? Well.. what would you like to tell me?" Anne asked, still smiling at Sasha.
"Do you promise.. that you, like- you won't hate me or anything.. right?"
"Why would I hate you? You're my best friend, just tell me..."
"Well.. Anne, I-" Sasha paused, clearly looking nervous as she put a hand on her own cheek and averted her gaze from Anne. Her face felt even more heated by now.. "I... I like you. As in, like.. a crush."
"Oh.. you do?" Anne raised An eyebrow, a tint of pink on her cheeks in embarrassment and admiration at the same time. She never thought someone would like her, not even the person she suspected liked her...
"Yeah, I do." Sasha replied, her face red at this point. Her heart was throbbing for an answer. Anything.
"Sasha, I.. I'm so sorry, but I just- I don't think I can like you back. I've only ever felt friendly towards you." Anne said awkwardly, intertwining her hands behind her back.
"O-oh.. you don't?" Sasha instantly looked wrecked. This girl must've had a MASSIVE crush.
"No.. i-I'm sorry, I really am. I just can't see you as anything more.."
Sasha was silent for a few moments.. she had been harboring these feelings forever to just get rejected? She started to feel a little angry.. but then with herself, she snapped.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS, ANNE!? IVE LIKED YOU FOR MONTHS, AND THIS IS WHAT I GET!? WHY CANT WE JUST BE TOGETHER!?" Sasha outbursts, tears already pricking at her eyes.
"W-wait, months?? You never told-"
"I DIDN'T HAVE TO TELL YOU ANYTHING!! YOU SHOULD'VE JUST GOTTEN MY HINTS, BUT NO! NOW I JUST HAVE TO SIT IN THIS PUDDLE OF REJECTION!!"
"Sasha, i-I'm so sorry!"
"NO, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO BE SORRY ANYMORE! BECAUSE IM DONE. TALKING. TO YOU!" Sasha screamed, hurt and angry.
Anne's expression went from guilty to guilty with a mix of dread. "W-what? I-I-"
"Get away from me." Sasha said, silently crying.
"I- okay.." Anne hung her head down in defeat. She was no longer friends with Sasha, all because she rejected her. She walked away, tears filling her own eyes.
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Authors note: I will be posting the first few chapters quite fast as I just copy and paste, so be ready 😜 y'all might not read this much but to the people who do I have I think up to chapter five up and ready, the rest will take time and I'll try to make those longer :)Word count: 562
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