It was almost like I saw a vision... I mean I'm no psychic. Unless... I'm...
That's So Raven! It's the future I can see!!
Nah I'm joking, but it felt almost like a memory.
"Ava!" Alex yelled, "Are you okay?"
Then I saw Alex... was it just my imagination? It must have been my imagination from falling on my head.
Then I realized he was a little too close for comfort... we locked eyes, but I immediately averted my eyes away from his.
"I'm fine..." I sat up.
I covered my face from embarrassment... I still remember the "kiss" we had. Oh my fucking god... I can't stand this.
Then I remembered, he said to pretend it never happened...
For some reason, I couldn't.
I acted like it was nothing, for me it was just a mask.
"You don't seem okay." Alex said.
"I thought I saw something, but it was just my imagination." I told him.
To be honest though, I didn't recognize the boy, but I felt like I knew him. It was a strange feeling to be honest.
"You saw something? What did you see??" He frantically asked me.
"I'm not even too sure what I saw either..." I admitted.
Can't put it into words really.
"Oh well, doesn't really matter now does it?" I sighed.
He was quiet for a bit then looked off to the side.
"Guess not." He sounded a little sad, then he held out his hand for me.
I grabbed his hand and got up, pat my sides and booty to get the pebbles and gravel off.
He sighed.
Why does it seem like he's disappointed?
"Are you okay?" I raised an eyebrow.
He walked really close to my face.
"Yeah ugly." He flicked my forehead.
"Ow..." I mouthed the words then rubbed my forehead.
I scoffed, "Why are we here again?"
"No reason, I just wanted to remember something." He started walking around.
"Remember what?" I followed.
He started kicking the rocks underneath his feet, "This park was nearby and I use to sneak out here with this girl."
"Uh ew, I don't wanna hear about your nasty adventures." I said.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me into him.
We locked eyes.
My heart skipped a beat.
"We were 6, you perv." He said.
Then he pulled me behind him and let go.
"Tch... bastard." I mumbled underneath my breath, "Who is this girl?" We began walking slowly.
"She's the one I've been looking for, for a while now." He said.
I stopped. His words stung me a little, and I didn't like it.
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In Love With My Gay Best Friend
Ficção Adolescente"I don't care if he's gay, in fact I'll always love him even more. But the whole time he didn't bother to tell me... I fell deeper and deeper in love with him." I'm Ava Scarlette , 17-years-old. A young girl who had no potential in life, yup... that...