♡ Chapter 1 ♡

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It was half term. Finally I could relax; finally no school. But there was something on my mind. Someone. Someone cute, Someone with brown fluffy hair, brown dreamy eyes, Circle gold glasses. Francis. He even has a cute name. Weird thing is - he's French and his name is Francis. Wait, that's adorable. Anyway, I was walking home then... I saw him talking to his friends. Kaden was one of them, brown hair, latino, wears eyeliner and red eyeshadow. Defo gay. No one has ever asked him if he's gay though, everyone is too scared (even though everyone knows he is). Suddenly, I heard it. A voice. A voice right next to me... 

"Hey Rose," Francis said to me, with a soft smile. Francis is really kind, he gives anyone a canche to be his friend. And not like those rude girls who pretend to be your friend to be more popular. This way they just got hated. But Francis, this was true kindness. I felt my cheeks flush pink as he spoke to me. "uh hi... Francis," I replied probably looking stupidly red right now. His friends chuckled and laughed at me, I think I turned even more red (if that was even possible). Ughhh this was so embarrassing. They were all aww-ing and shipping us, which I didn't mind obviously but I think he did. Francis swore at them to shut up then swore under his breath in French. I understood what he was saying because my sister goes on Google translate alot to translate inappropriate words. It's quite funny to be honest. I giggled at his sware and he looked up. "Naughty words your muttering there," I teased. He blushed, god it was the most adorable sight I have ever seen, exept my puppy, duh! I said goodbye and I'll see him after half term but he suddenly stopped me. "I, uh..." He began, "here's my number!" he said quickly - obviously embarrassed. He handed me a piece of paper with his number on and walked back to his friends, all chuckling. 

I began walking home a bit dazed. Is this real? Has this really happened? What if this isn't actually his number? OMG... What if he likes me?! Should I ask him out? Or wait until he does? My mind was racing with questions. I really needed to talk to my bestie. I am not good with this stuff. 

~2 hours later~

I arrived home after talking to Mei (my bestie), she gave me some advice:

1. See how he reacts to you before asking him out.                                                 

2. Let him warm up to your true self and personality 

3. Don't ask him out yet, he might want to ask you out first. 

I don't see the point of the last one. If he likes me why can't I ask him out first? Oh well, it doesn't matter, I'm too scared to ask him out anyway. I walk upstairs to my room; K-pop posters around my room, pink walls - not to pink though, more of a light bubblegum pink and white furniture. I throw off my school clothes and put on a light pink crop top and light blue baggy ripped jeans. The I noticed it. A note; on my bed. From my sister. It said:

Hey Rose, 

I know your crush ~

I'll  talk to you later

I'm going out with mathew

Byyyeee

Your beloved sister Isis 🙂


I really did not care if she knew and I really did not care if she had a boyfriend and was going on a date with him. Okay, maybe the second one is a lie. I'm so jealous. I want a boyfriend. Not mathew though. He's gross. I've seen him pick his nose and when he does a good fart he high fives and fistbumbs people. But Isis doesn't believe me. Oh well, her loss. 


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