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In the 5th grade you found out that you'd rather date girls then boys.

By 6th grade, you had your head dunked in the toilet 30 times because of it.

Starting in 7th grade you would come home from school with a new bruise or injury every day. Every other if it was a good day.

Every day in 8th grade you'd hope the relentless bullying would stop. But by the end of the school year your family moved away to try out of worry over you.

You never told them what was going on.

The beginning of high school you were hopelessly unaware - all of the students knew each other for years. For the first few weeks of 9th grade you remained completely silent and far away from everyone.

After three weeks a girl named Amelia Jones introduced herself - and her friends - to you. Within the first month of 9th grade you had gained a crush on Amelia's friend, a Japanese beauty named Sakura Honda. Every day you hoped that maybe if you ignored it, the feeling would subside.

Then in 10th grade, the crush turned into a full-blown infatuation. That was also the year Amelia confronted you about it. "Please don't tell anyone!" You begged with the fear of your middle school experience. "Please!"

Though it didn't matter; a slip of the lip and everyone knew about your crush by 11th grade. Including Sakura. Whenever you saw her in the halls there'd be a second of awkward eye-contact before scurrying away in a hurry.

It was only in 12th grade that...

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"Hey ____________," you side glanced, finding Amelia haunched over her desk to try and whisper to you. Her golden locks sashayed against the frame of her grinning face perfectly as she did too. "I heard rumors that Sakura wants to talk to you during our break."

"Ha ha ha, very funny Amelia." You allowed your voice to drip heavily with sarcasm while adding an eye-roll for effect. The Japanese girl hadn't even talked to you at all the year before after finding out about your crush. "If you're gunna make up stories, you might want to make them a little more believable."

"I'm not lying, she told me!" Her hands slammed on the desk, now gaining your full attention. "Listen I know it's been weird between you two but she told me that she wanted me to fix things up!"

You couldn't suppress the sigh that followed, looking at the enthusiastic blue-eyed friend pouting like a child. What was the worst that could happen-?

Rhetorical, please don't answer that.

"I guess it wouldn't be a terrible thing to try and work this out-"

"Great! Meet her in the music room on your next free period!" Her voice was louder then intended, causing you both to get snapped at by the teacher. Though your seat became hard to sit still on - would this really work?

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"Sakura?" There was the sound of feet scuffling as you opened up the door to the music room. A sickening feeling sunk heavily in your stomach. "I guess it's too late to back out now..."

With that enthusiastic thought, you stepped into the room to find Sakura on the other side of the room. She was looking down at her petite hands while her short locks of raven-black hair curtained around her face to make her expression unreadable.

"Um...Amelia said you wanted to talk." A silence fell in the space that came between you. It felt...wrong. "Well...I-I guess I'm here."

But still, silence.

"Listen, if this is about the crush thing-" her body flinched at the word 'crush' while her fingers wrapped around the fabric of her skirt. "I'm sorry if all that came out of nowhere...I'd rather just-"

"No..." Now it was your turn to look surprised. "I don't want to forget about it."

She brought her head up to reveal a burning, blushing expression. It was pitiful to look at. "Sakura, please-"

"No, I wanna speak first if you'll allow!" Her loud, shouting voice shocked you back into a submissive silence. "I'm don't want you to forget your feelings b-because...as of recent I've been feeling the same way!"

As she loudly huffed out her final thoughts, she collapsed on the ground. You rushed to her aid with a laugh realizing how flustered she was. The second she was on her feet her face was burrowed embarrassingly into your shirt.

Your heart fluttered feeling her warmth brushing up against you. Being able to wrap your arms around her small body, everything you had wished for had become reality in an instant. For the first time since discovering your like for the same sex there wasn't a shred of regret.

"S-Sorry...please...if you'll still accept my confession...be responsible for me..." It was like a shot in the heart hearing those words from her. "I-I'm sorry if I've disturbed or confused you..."

"No, it's fine." You muttered with a gentle smile, pressing a chaste kiss against her forehead. Only it made the girl's face somehow grow even more red then it had been.

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...you realized she loved you too.