"Okay, be quick!"
"What? No good morning?"
"You have three wishes, what do you wish for?"
"Oh, ehh."
"I said: be quick."
"Can I cheat and wish for more wishes?"
"No."
"Then I'd wish to see Finn again, to graduate school and some money would be nice, I guess."
"Hmmm."
"Are you seriously judging my wishes?"
"I wouldn't dare."
"My time to judge you, then. How many relationships have you had?"
"Do we count those relationships you had when you were like eight and you would just hold hands, because that's already super exciting?"
"No."
"Okay. Then I had three."
"Oh."
"More or less than you expected?"
"I don't know what I expected."
"You know not many people wanted to seriously date me at my last school, they just wanted a fling. I dated one of those guys for a while, before I figured out he didn't even like me. Then there was a boy I met at the skate park. And this summer I was in a relationship with a girl who lived close to me for a few months."
"A girl?"
"Oh, I never told you that, did I? I'm bi. I came out at my old school, so sometimes I forget not everyone knows that."
"It's fine, honestly. I wasn't judging, just surprised, I guess? Not like it really matters anyway, right? Love is love."
"Yes, exactly. Thank you."
"There's nothing to thank me for, but you're welcome."
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How we met
Short StoryElla has gotten to a point in her life where nothing feels certain. Her relationship with her parents has been getting worse and worse, she's been missing her old best friend more than ever and she hasn't really been feeling like herself. You could...
