It was true. I’d be leaving. And I’d be leaving soon… “Don’t tell anyone ‘bout this..” I could hear Chris’s voice in my head, the exact ones he repeated when he woke me up. At 4:00 A.M.! Like, excuse me, but as a Canadian citizen, I think I would have the rights to sleep until whenever I wanted? Okay, on second thought, maybe not. I was in the TDA dressing room, deciding on which outfit to wear.
“Rebecca?” Chris poked his head into the dressing room. “Are you ready?”
NO! I opened my mouth to shout at him, but he stopped. “Woah.”
AGH! I was half dressed! I wasn’t wearing a shirt!
“Rebecca. Nice,” He said, grinning at me.
Double AGH. “Chris. Excuse me, but you’re in the GIRLS’ changing room…? And this is on camera…?”
“Oh, right. See you later, girl.” He waved at me, and I, despite myself, reached up to wave back. What, I was friendly to everyone!
That’s when I noticed I was STILL half-dressed.
“Oh, holy CRAP!” I yelled. “Yeah?” Chris said, grinning at me. “Nothing,” I said. “Move it.” I took onto my ‘bossy’ tone and pointed past him.
“Okay… okay… sheesh.” I could hear him mutter to himself. I quickly put my blue shirt and lavender hoodie on and slipped out. That’s when I saw Gwen. And someone with her.
NO. Don’t tell me that was… No. It couldn’t be! Duncan wouldn’t do that.
“Hey guys!” I waved. “Duncan! Gwen! Over here!” I smiled.
Gwen faced me. “Is it true?” She demanded. “T-true?” I squeaked. “What do you…”
Duncan faced me, his face soft. “That you’re leaving. I overheard you talking to Chris.”
Oh. That. Well, I didn’t want to talk about that. “Uh… yeah.” I’m sure I was blushing.
Duncan waved his hand. “Gwen? A little privacy, please?”
Gwen rolled her eyes and smiled. “What, making out with your girlfriend?”
“NO,” Duncan said. “Just… please.” Gwen giggled and left.
Um… “So…” Duncan gazed at me.
“So…?” I repeated.
He shook his head. “How could you do this to me? How can you leave me?”
“I’m sorry.” I choked. “I didn’t know what I was doing.”
“You sure didn’t,” He said, his voice rising. “Why were you flirting with Chris?”
WHAT? “I was not! Why would you think that?”
“I saw you, Rebecca.” It was the first time he had said my real name. “You smiled at Chris.”
“I’m sorry…” I repeated. “I have a habit of flirting with guys. But I must admit…”
I took a deep breath. I saw Duncan’s baby blues widen.
“I love you.” I sighed. It was true, anyway. At least, I thought it was…
(Duncan’s POV)
Wow, did she really say that? That… she loved me? It seemed so real when she said it, but I felt it coming, while at the same time I didn’t… I didn’t make sense; it was all so frustrating. Did she love me? Maybe. Kiyurie WAS very good at bribery. No. I shook my head. What are you thinking? I said to myself.
She loved me. That’s all that matters. For now.
No. I shook my head. She couldn’t love me. Not now, not never. But she did.
And I knew I wasn’t supposed to fall in love with a Japanese girl who looked like she could have been from one of those Japanese TV show thingies-oh yeah, an anime.
But I had, so what was the point of denying it? For some reason, my head flicked back to the time I had threw a ‘Happy Nude Year’ Party. Naked, except for my party hat-
ARGH! What was wrong with me? Kiyurie would never, ever like me if she knew about that.
“Kiyurie…” I breathed in her name. It sounded beautiful.
“Yeah?” She tilted her head, blushing.
“Um… thanks.”
She blinked. “Sure.”
Okay. I knew I was acting like a total doofus. I couldn’t do anything but stare. Ergh. It was creepy how that girl could do that to me. That had never happened before.
(Normal POV)
Um…? What the HELL did I just DO? I sighed. He was so cute. Just seeing him made me want to-
“KiYURIE!”
Ugh. Chris.
“Over here!” I called. I turned to Duncan.
“So, this is goodbye?” He sighed. He had a defeated look in his eyes.
“I guess so.”
“Be careful.” He kissed me on the cheek. I smiled.
“Thanks.”
“Until then,” He said, trying to be cheerful.
***
“So, Chris.” I faced him. “What will you tell the others?”
“Um, we’ll tell everyone that you decided to leave.”
Great. “Thanks so much,” I groaned. “People will think I didn’t like them.”
“Er…” He looked uncomfortable.
“Never mind,” I sighed. We had reached the Lame-o-sine thingy anyway.
“Bye, Chris,” I said. I waved sourly at him.
“Bon voyage, Kiyurie.” He smiled at me.
I flopped in the backseat, sighing, thinking what the hell I had done.
***
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~Kiyurie