Prettier in Purple // A Duckie Dale Story

.Prologue.

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.Prologue.

~Queenie~

For years I've waited for one guy. Just one. He's the most idiotic, foolish, unintelligent, handsome, quirky, lovable guy I've ever met. I've been with him through thick and thin. We're practically family, and I'm sure he's okay with just that. Here's the thing, this guy is obsessed with this girl. She's gorgeous, with perfect, red, short, hair and beautiful brown eyes. Compared to me, I look like a yellow squash. I can see why my guy loves her.

I don't know why I wait. I keep telling myself he isn't worth it, yet, here we are. His name's Philip Dale, though he goes by Phil and most call him Duckie, including himself. The girl he's been in love with is Andie. I'm friends with her too, though most times, I wish I weren't. She's much too kind to hate. She's the only one who knows how I feel about my best friend.

I didn't tell her on purpose. It just slipped. She squealed and told me we'd be a perfect match. I found it hard not to tell her Duckie was bloody in love with her and not me, but I have made a promise that I had to keep.

So that's my story. I am in love with my best friend and there is not going to be any hope of a happily ever after because, no matter how hard I try, I can't stop waiting. But I guess that's what you get when you're me.

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~Cassie

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