For Anneke, french class was more than boring.
While her french teacher, Mme Mcdowell went on some rant about dogs wearing socks, Anneke's mind wandered.
It wandered to the end of lunch a couple of hours ago.
It wandered to when she ran into the love of her life.
It wandered to when she ran into miranda.
Flashback
Anneke looked up flustered.
Maybe it was because she was sitting on the floor with the whole school staring at her.
Or maybe it was because she was staring at the girl she likes breasts.
Either was an adiquette reason to be flustered.
"Oh I umm I'm sorry." Stuttered Anneke.
"Oh it's okay! Do you need a hand up?" Said Miranda awkwardly outstretching her hand.
"Oh. Thank you." Said Anneke not looking Miranda in the eye.
They both stood there for a second sizing the other one up.
Anneke took this opportunity to look at what miranda was wearing.
She sported a red and gold Gryffindor sweatshirt with a matching touque which complemented, her blond, shoulder length, wavy hair.
She also wore black leggings and short, light brown leather boots.
She looked at Anneke while pulling up her glasses and Anneke couldn't help but inwardly blush.
Anneke was about to make a wise cracking joke to break the tension when the person she hated most in the world put an arm around Miranda.
Khalan.
Her ex-best freind.
The only one who knew her secret.
And worst of all, Miranda's boyfriend.
Why did life have to hate her?
"Hello Anneke!" He said with fake enfusiasium.
"Hello Khalan." Replied Anneke through gritted teeth.
He tighten his grip around Miranda.
"Let's go baby." He said pulling her away from Anneke and the conversation.
Anneke turned away, ready to leave when she heard Miranda's small voice behind her.
"Bye Annie!" She said with a small wave before heading out with Khalan.
Flashback Ended
Anneke had been more than shocked when Miranda said goodbye.
And the way she said it?
Could she actually like her back?
No, that's impossible.
Miranda Pauls, unlike Anneke, was straight and she was just gonna have to live with it.
It was Betty all over again.
Ring Ring
Mme Mcdowell abruptly stopped her rant and annoyingly looked at the school bell speaker.
"Avoir classe!" She chanted.
"Avoir Madame!" The entire class replied before hurrying into the halls.
Anneke hurried through the halls, making a mad dash for her locker.
She grabbed her stuff and headed down the stairs, not helping but notice the rain falling outside.
As she walked outside she pulled on her purple rain coat and opened up her dark umbrella.
She pushed through the crowds and made her way half way to Central School before she heard a noise behind her.
And she dared look back.
Behind her was the one vehicle she did NOT want to see.
And so she turned and ran.
She ran past the day care and past the Winks store and turned left.
Somewhere along the way she lost her umbrella.
She was somewhere around C.M Finch Elementary when the red Jeep pulled in front of her.
She decided to run the other way.
Are we gonna have a problem here?
You gotta bone to pick?
We've come so far why now are you pulling on my~
Anneke picked up the phone before the song could continue.
"Get in the car. NOW!" said the voice on the other end.
"But~"
"No buts we're going searching for coffee and ass to kick."
Click.
Anneke opened up the back door and climbed in.
The driver smiled at her flicking the key on.
"Stop it, now Jordan. Now."
"Oh c'mon you know you love it when we pick you up."
"Nope. I actually hate it."
Jordan made a fake pout and put the car in drive.
That's when the front seat passenger decided to pipe in.
"Get in loser we're going to Timmies." She said quickly glancing up from her book, 1 ear phone in one out.
"Uuhhh. Really, Kurstann. You've been listening to mean girls again, haven't you."
Kurstann stuck her tongue out and went back to her book.
And these, crazy weirdly amazing people were Anneke's best friends.
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