Quick AN: This is a story originally written by a friend, but she passed it onto me to write. I changed a lot of the orginal plot, though :P
“Hey look! It’s the Big Dipper!”
“Lies; it’s Donald Duck, duh!”
“No way, idiot! It’s the Big Dipper!”
“No, it’s Mickie Mouse!”
Aleksandra and Kyran had gotten to know each other well in those two short years they had together. Though their interests clashed, they were best friends, and spent most of their time together. It was one of those rare friendship, where nothing came between them. Well, almost nothing.
“Yes, Ky?” Allie replied, looking at Kyran’s bright blue eyes.
“I-” Kyran stopped when he heard his father’s remark.
“Can you believe them growing up and falling in love?” Peter, Kyran’s father said, chuckling.
“I think they would be a perfect match,” replied Allie’s father, John, smiling at the both of them.
Allie turned her head towards Kyran, nervously wondering what Kyran was about to say.
“Psh, no way!” Kyran replied, even though he wanted to say I love you.
“Yep. Especially with a little jerk like you,” Allie’s voice was filled with tease, but she frowned at Kyran.
He shrugged his shoulders, pretending to not care. But in fact, those words hurt him more then anything else.
An awkward silence followed, before anyone spoke a word.
“Hey, let’s play truth or dare!”
“I go first!” Allie was disappointed, but masked it with an excited grin, “Truth or dare?”
“Okay,” she smirked at Kyran and continued, “Is it true that you kissed Alyssa McFee last week?”
Kyran blanched and looked at Allie’s gem green eyes, telling her to forget and let it all go. Allie’s smirk grew wider, but deep down inside, her heart ached.
Not knowing what else to say, Kyran simply said, “I’m sorry.”
I love you, he added silently, wishing he could say what he thought.
“I know.” Allie rolled her eyes, acting as if she didn’t care. But honestly? She did; and she cared a lot.
“Your turn, Truth or Dare?” Kyran asked, his eyes glinting with happiness and relief.
“Is it true that you like Adam Johnson?”
Allie’s eyes widen in shock, “Ew, no! I hate that boy! Why think that?” She made a face, and Kyran couldn’t help but smirk.
“I dare you to kiss me, Kyran,” Allie whispered mischievously, leaning over Kyran.
Kyran, on the other hand, was shocked. He had dreamed of kissing Allie for how long? Though only at the age of eleven, he had already dated five other girls-all to get the one he loved jealous. Allie.
Kyran leaned in to kiss her, but instead, she giggled and ran away, tricking Kyran playfully in the process. He laughed, though he couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment.
|Odette Yustman||as Aleksandra|