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HIGHSCHOOL.

CALIFORNIA, 2018



"hey, we should probably start getting to school" gracie mentioned, as the last 2 hours of isabellas stay went by in a flash.


isabella grabbed her phone, looking at the time that read "8:50 am".


"oh yeah you're right, 10 minutes till it starts", isabella added as she slid off of gracies bed and quietly paced to the entrance of the bedroom, grabbing her school bag. 


there was a weird atmosphere in the room for the past 2 hours – since they shared the short lasted makeout session. 


like she always did, isabella shut down any sort of talk between what they really were – and gracie had no other choice other than to comply with the vague answers and silence that followed. 


as gracie and isabella made their way down the staircase, gracie couldn't help but replay the short conversation that took place a mere 2 hours ago.


its been a while – until today, since gracie brought up any sort of confrontation between her and isabella's relationship. and well, nothing changed.


sometimes gracie wondered if she should just unpack everything thats been eating away at her throughout these two years – and sometimes she was even close to doing it.


but her worst fear was losing the girl who made her feel whole, so she never pushed isabella to answer anymore than she always did – with a "were just friends."


this very obvious disconnect between the two made gracie feel almost angry at times, but she understood isabellas circumstances as well – she was one of Temberlin High's most popular, co-captain of the cheer team, her parents prize child.


and as 'woke' or accepting their high school was in 2018, there was no doubt the mere mention of gracie and isabellas real relationship would ruin the image isabella held so dear to her. 


"aww, weenie. stop that!" gracie was snapped back into reality when she saw weenie – her dog, almost trying to crawl up isabellas legs. 


isabella started giggling and playing with the dog, and gracie couldn't help but smile at the view.

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