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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 the girls got home, it took awhile for it to sink in that all of their wild adventures were over. For basically a year, they'd been involved in daring escapades and deathly experiences. Now, they had to go back to being normal teens. Normal teens that everyone looked at strangely because they had been gone for so long. Marcy and Sasha were stuck in summer school to catch up with all the work they had missed, while Anne spent most of her summer at Thai Go making up for more lost time between her family. The days ate away at them like a distraction. As summer came to a close, Anne and Sasha gave Marcy one last goodbye sleepover. They finally watched all of War of the Warlocks together and Marcy tried to get them to play a DnD campaign, challenging with only three people though.
They promised they'd text daily, and facetime on Fridays but as they went back to school it became harder and harder to remember the promise.
However, as their freshman year began, there was one promise Sasha and Anne remembered.
On one day during a walk home, the two of the stopped at the park where they'd opened the box. They both had Amphibia on their minds, Sasha's guilt eating away on her thoughts. "I know we said that after everything wrapped up we'd talk about how awful a friend I was." Sasha said slowly, not really happy to reopen the wound but it needed to happen.
"Look, I meant what I said when I told you I was glad that we made up. Then with every day at Wartwood and being co-commanders, you proved that you're not the same as you were before we got stuck there." Anne said, being completely honest. There wasn't much Sasha had to make up for. Although Sasha had been apologizing profusely ever since they returned.
"I did want to ask you about something though." Sasha stayed quiet, nervously fiddling with one of the buttons on her jacket. "What did you mean when you said, 'just look at what you and I have now'?"
Anne froze, she wasn't expecting to here any questions about it. She didn't know if she should be totally honest or if she should make a cover up lie to blow Sasha off her tracks. But after all that had happened, she didn't feel good about lying to her close friend. "Remember that last week we had at school? Before you and Marce had to do all that summer school?"
"Yeah? Why?" Sash stopped picking at the button on her jacket. No longer nervous, just confused. "Well, you see. We went to prom as friends, but I kinda wished that we went as more." Anne said, knowing that she was practically walking on the thinnest eggshells on the planet. The silence was stiff.
Sasha nodded, understanding. "I get it."
"You do?" Anne said, completely worried. She'd basically just admitted her most tightly guarded secret.
"I do." Sasha said, nodding in silence. "You know, it's funny. Back in Wartwood, I kinda wished we were something more too."
"You did?"
"Is that all you're going to say?" Sasha said, laughing away a bit of her anxiousness.
"No! I mean, I'm just really surprised. You...liked me? Like, like liked me?" Anne asked Sasha, who took her jacket off and undid her ponytail in an attempt to feel a little more confident.
"Who wouldn't like like you?" Sasha sat down next to Anne in the grass. "You kicked robot ass, you always see the good in people, and not to mention, you can play tennis like a god." The blonde ranted on.
"I kinda am a god." Anne joked.
"Right!" They both laughed, rolling in the grass remembering what Anne had told them about her future. "But what I was saying, I never wanted to tell you because I didn't feel like you'd like me back. Especially not with the things I did. So I tried to be better...and I guess what I'm saying is, I'm glad you gave me a second chance." She said, rolling to face Anne as they laid down on the yard.
Anne tilted her head in Sasha's direction, caught in Sasha's eyes looking back at her. "I'm glad I did too." She looked down at Sasha's lips and returned her eye contact. Her heart raced with nervousness, beating intensely as she summoned all the courage she could to ask, "Can I- Can I kiss you?"
Sasha's eyes glinted with surprise but she softly nodded with eagerness. So, slowly Anne turned her head and met her lips with the cheerleader's. Her heart pacing faster, gajillion beats per second. She locked in the sensation. Sasha's hand against her waist and her hand combing through Sasha's hair. It was so electric, like energy pulsing through every part of her body. Her lips enthralled in the strawberry shortcake sweet taste.
When they broke apart, then flopped back on the ground. Letting the grass, cool them off from the intensity of the moment. "I've never kissed a girl before." Sasha admitted. "Neither have I." Anne said, absolutely in shock over what she just did. She touched her fingertips against her lips. Something about it felt different. When she had kissed her grade 6 boyfriend so many years ago, it hadn't seemed so sweet, or real even. It made her wonder if she had ever felt feelings for him anyway. In one kiss, she'd woken up to realize who she was.
The clouds started to become overcast. Within seconds, droplets off rain we're beginning to fall on them. "Oh my gosh!" Sasha said, holding her jacket above her hair in hopes she'd get less soaked.
"Come on!" Anne said, taking Sasha's hand and running to a gazebo in the park.
"We're stuck until the rain dies down." Sasha said, reaching a hand outside the gazebo's shelter and feeling the amount of droplets that were falling down.
"Well, I guess no time is really better to ask this question."
"What question?" Sash rung out her soaked jacket.
"What exactly are we now?" There hadn't truly been any change in relationship status, but seeing that they had just kissed there must be something different.
Sasha played with her hair as she thought, "I don't know...do you wanna go out with me?"
"I would be so happy to go out with you." Anne said, squeezing Sasha's hand tight.
When Anne got home, she was bombarded with a bunch of questions from her parents. Mainly worried about why she'd come home so late. They were worried it was another disappearing situation. "I'm alright. It was just raining and I was stuck under a gazebo... also I kinda have something to tell you two."
After they finished dinner, she came out as a lesbian.
Her mom was a little shocked, but she quickly said, "I'm so glad that you found yourself, Anne and we're grateful you told us. We'll always support you." Anne tried to fight back her tears but they came as her mom hugged her tightly.
"I'm glad I don't have to deal with you bringing guys home."
"Daddd." Anne said, embarrassed by his remark.
"Have anything else to say?" Mrs. Boonchuy asked Anne as her daughter picked nervously at her food.
"Um, I have a girlfriend." Anne said as quiet as she could without whispering.
"What? Already?" Her dad asked.
Anne's mother dropped her fork onto her plate, "Who?"
"You already know her." Anne said, trying her best to say the name but failing out of nervousness.
"Annie? Cheyenne? No. Are you doing a long distance thing with Marcy?" Her dad guessed.
After Anne remained silent after all the guesses her mom attempted to get her to open up, "Well, who's the lucky girl?"
"Um, Sasha."
Her parents weren't expecting that answer at all. "The Waybright's kid? That Sasha?" Her mother asked.
"Yes, that Sasha." Anne said, playing with the food on her plate.
"Then you should invite her over. We could even get the chance to meet her parents!" Mr. Boonchuy suggested.
"Her dad's kinda on a work trip right now but maybe I'll ask her mom will come. Friday? After my tennis game?" She said, trying to put in the initiative of giving her parents what they want. Part of her wish she had stayed secret about it, but she didn't want to hide secrets from them anymore.
As her dad picked up the empty plates to the sink, he said, "Sounds great."
Anne got out of her chair to head to her bedroom, "Oh, and make orange chicken that night." She remembered that it was Sasha's favourite.
"Good idea. It's always a guest pleaser." Her mom shot her a finger gun and Anne nodded with a smile.
She instantly went to facetime Sasha, who was painting her nails a pitch black. Hopped off on adrenaline, Anne exclaimed,"I literally just came out to my parents."
Sasha dropped her nail polish on the ground. "What? Wow! How are you feeling then?" She asked as she reached to pick it up.
"Relieved. So, so relieved. But here's the thing. I told them about us, and want to invite you and your mom over for dinner Friday night." Anne explained.
"Oh, my mom's got a meeting that night. Ends at 11pm." Sasha said, frowning.
"That's alright, but you could still come over, right?" Anne asked hopefully.
"If you think you can give me a ride to your house." She responded.
"I can, if you want to come to this super boring tennis game I got to compete at."
"Wouldn't miss it." Sasha smiled. She waved bye and they hung up.
First year of high school was already going off to such a great start.