Matthew is bold. Chloe is normal. The others are italics.
I sit on a park bench and I wait for her. I'm curious about what she needs to talk to me about. She needs to hurry though cause right now I look hella stupid. I'm only wearing sweatpants and a plain white crop top and my hair is in a messy bun.
I'm only wearing this because I didn't feel like dressing up just to meet her and because I kinda slept in a little and didn't have time to get ready. I kinda forgot she wanted to meet with me. I look around and there are so many university students walking to class. Luckily today is a day I don't have class.
But I do need to finish my assignment from one of my classes. I still got so much to say about how Matthew changed my life in a good way. So little time to finish. I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look back and There Vivian is. She's wearing this cute light blue dress that has white small flowers all over it and she's wearing sandals and her toenails are painted light blue. Her hair is in a style that I think is called a woven fishtail braid or something like that. Which is pulled to the side so the braid is on her right shoulder. Chloe enough analyzing her.
"Hey, Chloe. Thank you for agreeing to meet me here."
"Yeah, no problem. So what's the important thing you needed to talk to me about?" She sits beside me and faces me.
"Is there anything going on between you and Matthew?" I tilt my head to the side. Is she serious right now?
"What do you mean?"
"Like are you guys a thing?" I wish. But no he doesn't like me.
"Why do you ask that?"
"Because I think I like him and I want to ask him out but I'm not so sure now."
"What's stopping you?" I know I don't like her and the fact of her and Matthew together irks me but I'm curious about what she is going to say.
"You." I snort. Me? The fuck.
"Me? How am I stopping you."
"It's just I see the way you look at him. Like at the mall I noticed the way you looked at him. You looked at him like you want him and your eyes showed envy. And yesterday at the cafe I saw how you guys acted."
"What do you mean how we acted? We were acting like friends." I think. Even though it didn't feel that way. She shakes her head.
"I saw." I'm so confused right now. "I saw the way he looked at you when you were talking to him. I saw how he fed you that sandwich. How he let you share his food and stuff" So she was watching me when she was supposed to be doing her job. Wow. Okay.
"Vivian, what's your point?"
"What I'm saying is that he was flirting with you." I snort again. That's funny.
"Matthew was not flirting with me. Matthew was just being his normal self."
"He likes you and you like him back." It's none of her business of I like Matthew or not.
"Matthew does not like me and I don't like him."
"So you don't like him?"
Yes. "No." Yes.
"So you wouldn't mind if I asked him out?"
"Is that what you are going to do?"
"I think so." Well shit.
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