#College

Do I?

A/n ok guys, before we go deeper into the story I just want to remind you that this is a sequel and later in the story there might be references where you'll be going "huh? What?". So if you haven't read #Highschool, I suggest you do it before delving deeper into #College.
Now that I said what was needed to be said,
ON WITH THE STORY!

previously...
"I don't like you I like Dylan!"
"You... You like me?"

And now...

I didn't know what to say, I felt numb and dumbstruck. I just admitted something that I had been denying for the past few years.

Yes, you heard me correctly, years.

Even when I was dating Oliver, there were times when I would catch myself staring at Dylan or thinking "wow he's cute".

Instead of accepting those feelings, I just told myself that what I felt was for Oliver, not for Dylan.

I forced those feelings into Oliver's direction, when it should've been in Dylan's.

Now I guess it's too late, there's no chance for us to happen.

"Yes, I do... I just didn't want to accept those feelings until now" I admitted. When I uttered the words "I like Dylan" it came as a huge realization to me.

There was silence in the broom closet.
"I... I know that you don't feel the same way, but I hope that we can still be friends" I said, trying to get him to say something.

Mark and Daisy's glances shifted between the both of us as if they were watching a rather interesting movie.

When Dylan didn't respond I ran out of the broom closet. I heard footsteps behind me, I turned around hoping that it was Dylan, but to my surprise it was Ysa.

"Jennifer... we need to talk"

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I found myself sitting in a table at Starbucks with Ysa some moments later.

"So... how have you been doing?" she asked me hesitantly, as if she didn't want to step over the line.

"I'm doing fine" I answered casually. There was a moment of awkward silence. "So... what did you want to talk about?" I asked her.

Ysa then launched into a story how she didn't know that Oliver was cheating on me until the morning before she came into my house and dragged me out to go to school.

She admitted that at the same night she found out about Oliver cheating she decided not to tell me but to show me instead.

That was what lead her to drag me out of my house and purposefully take me through the path where she knew that I would see Oliver cheating on me.

Ysa said she was sorry for saying that Oliver missed me (because obviously he didn't) but that she did it for my own good.

"So... I really really hope that we can be friends again" she finished with a flourish.

"stand up" was all I said. Ysa had a confused look on her face, but she stood up anyway. There was tension, then I walked up to her and hugged her.

"I missed you" I whispered, near tears. "I missed you too, I am so sorry that I didn't tell you years ago when you need someone. I... I just thought that you wanted space" she said.

When we pulled back from the hug I started laughing through my tears "I'm such an idiot" I said shakily. "yeah, you are" she said sassily.

"Whateverr" I stressed out in a girly voice.

We both looked at each other and laughed. "You just ruined a perfectly good emotional moment" I pointed out to her. "Well, this isn't a cliche Wattpad story so sue me" she said.

I chuckled then linked my arm with hers.

As we exited the door we were both grinning. I may have lost Dylan as a friend, but at least I got Ysa back.

Boys mean drama, and I really don't need the drama in my life.

Goodbye Dylan.