《Maverick and Her Ways (GirlxGirl)》Everything is All Over the Place
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I was awake, but I didn't move. I was too comfortable to move. Without opening my eyes, I knew that my head was resting on Dani's shoulders, and that I was hugging her side. I mentally argued with myself thinking that this might be weird. Maybe it is, because she's gay and she might think it's innapropriate to be in the same bed as me. Or, maybe not, and I'm just self conscious. Or, I'm just being paranoid because I'm confused as to why I'm liking Dani's closeness, and wouldn't do anything to reject it.
I knew then that I was over thinking stuff that shouldn't matter. Dani is my friend, and this shouldn't be a big deal. I didn't want to decide, so I stayed where I was.
Dani sharing her story as to why she moved here in Prince Albein makes me feel very concerned about her past. She's a broken person, trying to fix herself together, and I can't help but admire that. She opened up to me, at least just tonight. But that's what friends do right? Talk to each other, being kind to one another, so that means that we're friends.
Yeah. We are. We are friends.
But somewhere deep inside me, feel like that isn't enough.
"Are you awake?" Dani murmurred, shifting away slightly.
I have to admit, I panicked a little. But then again, I shrugged off the feeling, and didn't respond. She moved away completely, and I frowned, pulling on to her closer so she won't go away.
"I'm not awake, so stay where you are." I mumbled, complaining. "I was comfortable, so please stop. You're annoying me." I knew I was being a total grouch, but seriously... At least I'm descretely admitting that I was comfortable snuggled up against her.
I heard Dani chuckle, but she moved anyways.
"I have to pee." She said, giving out a light laugh.
I groaned.
"I'm more important." I argued, curling into a fetal position from where Dani was laying, her warmth lingering.
"No, my bladder is." She responded, and quickly went to my washroom.
Well then.
I sighed, and closed my eyes again to sleep. I've realized that I haven't had enough sleep due to my frightening nightmares. But now that I'm getting the rest that I deserve, my body is starting to crave it, and now I'm on a cannot-function-properly mode.
"Hey Dani?" I called, and gripping the sheets, hesitating.
"Yeah?" Dani called back, opening the bathroom door and smiling at me.
I frowned as I saw that the clock says it was midnight, and that would mean that she has to go home.
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"Wouldn't your grandparents worry by now that you're not home yet?" I asked.
"I called them earlier to let them know that I'm sleeping over." Dani said, grinning. "If that's okay with you?"
I smiled, nodded my head.
"Come to bed." I said, still laying down and closing my eyes. "Be my pillow again."
Dani scoffed, and looked at me oddly.
"I'm starting to think that you like me." Dani blurted out of the blue.
I didn't even react. I wasn't surprised to hear her assume that. Because honestly, I think it was true. I could only stare back, blink, and think about it.
She wasn't entirely wrong. I do like her. But I'm confused if my "likeness" towards her consists of kissing, or high-fives. Maybe both. I don't know.
Her expression changed from playful to serious for a quick second. Then, she looked away, cleared her throat, and end up giving a quick cough. She was nervous, and so was I.
"Is it really okay?" She asked, fidgeting on her spot and suddenly looking uncomfortable. "Uh, are you okay with me laying on your bed with you?"
"I guess I am." I replied, giving her a shy smile. "Okay, hold on. This is not going to get weird, is it?"
"As much as we want to ignore it... It kinda is. Well, it's starting to feel weird." Dani said honestly.
"No." I said. "Don't get weird."
"Do you like me?" She asked again.
"Of course I like you." I answered nonchalantly, and waved a hand as if it was obvious.
"Like, do you... Like-like, me?"
"Using so many likes in one sentence is just...-" I stopped and rolled my eyes, because I just caught myself being evasive about the subject we're talking about. Sighing, I sat up from my bed and extended my hand to pull her hand towards me and sat her down on my bed.
"I don't know yet." I answered honestly. I stared at her, I really stared at her. "I mean, I don't wanna answer that question until I'm exactly sure."
What was this? What was I saying? I don't know. Maybe it's some midnight magic where you become really honest with yourself during this ungodly hour.
"So does that mean..." Dani trailed off, narrowing her eyes at me in surprise. I could only stare back. Dani blushed and looked away. I rolled my eyes.
"I don't want to label myself- uh, thinking about this makes me question everything. And, I think it's best if we leave it to here, I mean- Leave it to me, so I can personally figure things out."
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"I- okay... I understand." She replied, fidgeting in her spot again. "Do you wanna go back to sleep?"
"Only if you agree to be my pillow again."
"Of course." She said smiling.
"I've been calling Nat's cell for the billionth time and she won't pick up." I complained as I angrily locked my phone and ate my breakfast sandwich.
Dani and I are now sitting at the school's Common's Area, and flipping through our English assignment. I saw my grandpa, walking around, and he caught me using my phone so he gave me a warning look while Dani laughed at me.
"Damn this strict phone rules." I complained.
"She did say she'll call you." Dani said, as she sipped her Tims coffee. As usual, we stopped by Tim Hortons again before arriving school. "Or maybe she's already here, and she saw me with you and decided not to sit with us."
I frowned.
"Ugh. This is exactly why I hate friendship fights." I commented, and shut my binder close.
"What's up white people?" Gina greeted as she sat beside me.
"Hi Gina." I greeted, smiling at her ridiculous greeting. "Have you seen Natasha around? She won't pick up my calls."
"Yep. She's in the gym, running on the tread mill. I saw her earlier while I was shooting some hoops." Gina replied, and picked off the tomato from my sandwich and ate it.
"Oh."
"Yeah, she's running full speed you guys. I was going to run with her, but the look on her face says she wanted to be alone so- Wait, please don't tell me you two are fighting again..."
"We're not. Well, not with me, anyways." I answered, giving Dani a side glance. "Dani and Nat had a disagreement."
"It was not a disagreement." Dani finally spoke. "She was being a total bitch."
"Yeah, tell me about it." Said Dennis, who sat beside Dani. "Hi guys."
"You're alive." I commented. Honestly, I was happy to see him. So, I have him an awkward hug from across the table. "And, you have a lot of explaining to do."
"Okay, what is going on?" Gina asked curiously. "Is this the part where you tell me that you guys are covering up a murder?"
"Been watching How to Get Away With Murder?" Dani asked Gina with an amused grin.
"So obsessed." Gina replied, grinning back. "But tell me what's going on! I like juicy gossip. Oh, and can someone explain why Thomas moved to St. John's?"
"No, Gina." I said seriously. "It's really better if you don't know." It was best if she doesn't, that way rumours won't spread. Not that I don't trust Gina, because I do, it's just that... It's wrong to talk behind Nat's back. And about Thomas? God, that's another long story to tell.
Dennis was so focused on his phone that he kind of just ignored us. He was texting someone, and he doesn't look very happy. I was gonna asked him what's wrong but I spotted Natasha by the gym.
Staring at the glass wall of the gym, I saw her stretching, with a water bottle in one hand. I caught her eyes, and she just looked away.
"Fuck it. I'm going over there to talk to her." I said.
Then the bell ring.
"We're gonna be late for English." Dani reminded me, as she gathered her stuff with her. Sighing, I gripped the strap of my book bag, and stared at Nat entering the change room.
A group of Flips went by our table and talked to Gina in Tagalog.
"Hoy, pakilala mo naman ako sa katabi mo oh?" Said this tall Flip guy who was smiling at me. I looked at Gina in confusion, and Gina burst out laughing.
"Wag kana, ang baho mo."
"Sige na please."
"Ugh. Fine." Gina said, a grin on her face. The guy smiled wider and approached us. "So this is Aaron."
"So?" I asked, feeling annoyed. We're going to be late. Dani stood there, laughing her ass off.
"Walang ya naman oh! Wag na nga." Aaron said, and quickly walked away with the rest of the Flip group who was laughing pretty loud.
"What the hell just happened?" I asked, frowning at their retreating backs."Why did he walked away?"
"Because you're terrifying." Gina said, still laughing. "Anywaaaays~ See you guys at practice after school, kay? Bye." Gina left, and we could still hear her loud laughter.
"I'll catch you guys later. We should have lunch later." Dennis said distractedly, his eyes not leaving his phone screen.
"Dennis-"
"I promise I'll tell you everything." He said, walking backwards and giving me a small smile, then he was gone.
"Damn it, I feel like everything is all over the place." I muttered, sighing and feeling stressed.
"We'll sort it out. Like you said, sorting things out is your thing, right?" Dani said softly.
"But then, like you said, not everything can be sorted out." I replied, shaking my head and started to walk towards English with her.
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