We need to talk

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I spent the rest of the day in the behaviour support unit or bsu as most people called it. It was quite fun as all we did was talk about what we had done and fill in a stupid sheet saying we wouldn't do it again.

On the way home I didn't speak to anyone. I didn't need to. I knew what they were thinking. I was sick. I began to think. I had made up my mind. I loved Finn... the end. I wouldn't dare tell anyone. It was Friday, I would have all weekend to decide how I would hide my emotions. I mean... I usually hide how I'm feeling so why would it be hard? Then I realised, it's not sadness, happiness or even anger, it was love, the most confusing emotion of all. Bonnie began tugging me, we were home.
     I had been at home ten minutes then my phone buzzed. It was Finn.
'I need to come over' before I could reply there was a knock on the door. I thanked god that Bonnie had decided to go to the shops and answered the door. There stood Finn. He was blushing.
"We need to talk...." he said in a small voice. I guided him into my room. As soon as he stepped foot into it, the front door opened. Bonnie was back. Quickly I shoved him into my room and slammed the door.
"Marcy? " I knew she would want to come in.
"Shhh! Get into the wardrobe" (I'm British and this is what we call it.... don't judge) Obediently he climbed into the wardrobe and shoot the doors.
"Yes?" I shouted to Bonnie as if nothing had happened.
"Nothing, I'm going to bed" and with that she went into her room.
"It's safe" I whispered to make sure she couldn't hear. Finn climbed out.
"Look," he started "I think I know how your feeling... and I think I feel the same way..." I held my breath.....



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