PINK

Chapter 3: Blue

   About a month had passed since the first day of school and Poppy had been loving every moment of it. Tallulah had become her best friend. The two of them would walk to class together, eat lunch together, and text for hours once they got home.
   During chemistry class, Mrs. Hayes announced the first partner project of the year. The assignment was to create the perfect formula for blowing bubbles. This assignment was also to be done at one person's house as it could get messy.
   As Mrs. Hayes began to pass out the guidelines Tallulah turned to Poppy. "We could work on it this weekend at my house if you want."
   Poppy did a mental check of her calendar, "Okay, does Saturday at noon work for you?"
   "Yup, sounds good." Tallulah replied.
   The two got to work on their formulas, debating which materials would make the perfect bubble solution.
Saturday rolled around and Poppy drove to Tallulah's house. It was a small blue house with a cherry tree out front. Poppy knocked on the door and a blonde woman answered.
"You must be Poppy! Tallulah has told me so much about you. I'm Dorthy, her mother, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too." Poppy blushed, wondering if Tallulah really did talk about her. Dorthy led Poppy inside and knocked on the door at the end of the hallway.
"Poppy is here!"
The door opened. Tallulah's pink hair was in a messy bun and she had on socks that had watermelon all over them.
"You ready to make the best bubbles ever?" Tallulah asked.
"Definitely." The two girls spent the rest of the afternoon perfecting their bubble solution and laughing at the most simplistic things.
Around 4 o'clock Poppy got a phone call from her mom saying it was time to come home. Poppy reluctantly said goodbye to Tallulah and thanked Dorthy for the hospitality.
   That night Poppy had a lot on her mind, specifically Tallulah. Homecoming was approaching soon and she really wanted to go with Tallulah, but she was pretty sure she wanted to go as more than friends. That thought had been nagging her for the last few weeks. She really wanted to be with Tallulah. Poppy had never really had a crush on anyone, let alone a girl, so she decided to text Oliver.
Poppy: Hey, is now a good time to talk? I've got a lot on my mind.
Oliver: Yeah, what's up?
Poppy: I think a have a crush :/
Oliver: Do I know him?
Poppy: Oliver, we're best friends and I can tell you anything, right?
Oliver: Of course, what's up?
Poppy: You don't know him because he is a her, and her name is Tallulah.
Oliver: Okay, I want you to know I support you and that I'm glad that you told me about her.
Poppy: Yeah, I just don't know what to do about it. I think she likes me too, as crazy as that seems.
Oliver: Okay, I have one question that just won't leave my mind: If you two were to date, what would your parents think?
Poppy: I hadn't thought of that. They would probably freak out.
Oliver: I personally think that you should casually mention something along the lines of your situation (without saying it's you specifically) and observe their reactions. Until you know, I wouldn't tell Tallulah.
Poppy: Okay.
Oliver: As much as I want you to be happy, I want you to feel safe about your relationship, and please know that you're always welcome at my house too.
Poppy: I know, thank you for talking me through this. It really means a lot.
Oliver: Anytime, that's what friends are for :)