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She Loved Her

                  I once knew an odd girl, she was tall and pretty slim. She had long black hair and lots of black makeup on her face. I always thought about her, this was elementary school and she dressed like that?

As we got older, she'd get bullied for her looks and the fact that she was always alone.. or so she thought. I was always secretly looking out for her, I used to stand up for her a lot in middle school but now that we're both in high school, things are just different now.

  She's still goth-like and I find her beautiful but since I've been diagnosed with anxiety a while ago, I can't seem to talk to her. I've quieted down after my own years of bullying and being silenced by others. I hated it most when they broke my skin and spread lies about me that weren't even true. There was so much more to me and only I knew it, I was just glad that they left that girl alone.

  I wished that some day at school, I'd just go up and talk to her but I felt scared and just wanted to stay quiet. She was so pretty though, even if she was a goth I could tell her personality had way more to offer than what she looked like. I wanted so badly, to give myself a chance to talk to her and get to know her better.

That night, I came up with a goth kind of look and prepared myself for what I'd say to her. It didn't even occur to me that she just might be straight, that thought just never came to mind.

  In the morning, I got my planned outfit on and stared into the mirror. I was nervous about wearing this outfit and worried that she might think I was making fun of her. I was totally having my doubts and sort of regretted wearing this outfit because I didn't want to offend her, I took a deep breath though and braced myself. I really wanted to do this for her and maybe I was just stressing myself out. I decided to go with the flow and walked to school, I noticed that I was getting stared at by the older people in the neighbourhood and I shivered as my anxious heart became loud and quick.

As I walked into the school, everyone turned their heads just to look at me. No, they were full on staring and I knew it. I didn't even see Jade and I worried that maybe she wasn't coming to school today, maybe this was just a big mistake. My imagination and ideas always ran wild anyway.

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(Switched pov's- Jade's pov)

I walked into school and frowned as everyone seemed to be staring at someone. New student? An argument between two students? Something embarrassing? I didn't know or care but I was glad no one was staring at me for once. Today, I dressed more like Avery. I didn't do my regular makeup, instead I went clean-faced and wore a cute skirt and a long sleeved shirt with black hearts all over it. It was totally her style, and it was adorable.

  I had a huge crush on her and I just wanted to talk to her, maybe even impress her a little. I wasn't sure if she was lesbian or even bisexual but I hoped that she'd like me back. She could never handle the bullying and I know she's been more distant now than she's ever been and it made me nervous to talk to her and I worried about her a lot.

  I sighed, looking over to see what the crowd was staring at only to find another goth. That confused me. Nobody else dressed like me, at least I thought. I've never seen anyone going around looking like that. I furrowed my eyebrows as I took a closer look and widened my eyes a little. That wasn't Avery, was it?

Our eyes met and I think we both knew that we liked each other in that moment.

We slowly crept up to each other, I couldn't help my amused smile as she did pretty well with her makeup considering the fact that I didn't think she'd ever done her makeup before much less a goth's type of makeup style.

  We stared at each other for a good minute, taking the other's looks in as we were dressed oppositely. Everyone else sort of gathered around us, seemingly catching on to what was going on but I don't think Avery even noticed them. For once, it was just us and no one else. Me and her, her and I, just the two of us, though holding hands as we smiled at each other and confessed feelings at the same time.

The whole thing was rather cheesy, but I enjoyed every moment of this Disney moment except that Disney never had a gay couple before. I rested my head on top of hers as we hugged tightly and I could tell she was smiling because I could just feel it in my gut. She was happy and so was I. I couldn't believe the feeling was mutual, I didn't even know she wasn't straight.

She may have gotten the goth but I got the cute girl.