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Catalina couldnt think back to a time when she'd been indifferent to Anne Boleyn.
She either hated her, liked her and now…
Now she didnt want to think about it.
Anna and the rest of the track team girls (Kitty, Jane, Bessie and Joan) were playing tag because they got bored of practising.
Cathy and Jane Grey spread out on the grass under the evening sun. Maria was telling them a long and complicated story, involving ridiculous hand gestures and way to much pointing in her direction for Catalinas liking.
And Anne?
Curledd up with her nintendo switch, leant on her and muttering French obscenities while fighting minecraft zombies.
She had to say it.
She just had to.
Catalina always said to Anne that if she had something tell her then do it, because she had no time wait around for someone to pluck up the courage to say something.
Oh this was ridiculous. She should just say it.
Right?
She peered down at where Anne had screwed up her face in deep concentration, mumbling along the lines of 'damn stupid skelingtins'.
"Did you just say skelingtins?". Well that wasnt what she wanted to sayg but hey, it was something. Anne paused the game and strained her neck at an uncomfortable angle so she could look at Catalina. "Yes.".
"Oh my God its worse than when you said pacifically not specifically."
"Would you rather I say Atlantically?"
"Who says that?"
"Cathy.". Anne resumed her game while Catalina laughed.
There wa a loud bleep and Anne set down the switch angrily. "Stupid zombies.".
Before she could destroy the controller in a fit of rage, Catalina took it from her and kissed the top of her head comfortingly. "Of course.".
"I was having controller issues.".
"Sure.".
"And as for those stupid skelingtins-"
"Sounds terrible."
Anne scowled but leant back so she was sat with Linas arms wrapped around her. They watched Jane jump on Joans back and the poor girl staggered around shouting "GET IT OFF GET ITOFF GET IT OFF-".
Anna was practically weeping with laughter on the floor. Maria was filming.
While Anne was distraced by the pair(Joan was spinning around to throw her off) Catalina huffed and tried to speak normally but it came out more like a whisper "I love you.".
Anne spun around. "Huh?".
"I said move, you're basically on top of me and I cant see them being idiots.".
"Oh. Sure.". Anne shifted over accordingly.
Joan was now growing hysterical and Jane had not yet let go. "Roll onto your back!" Kitty advised her. Bessie added "Yeah, go on your back like a turtle.".
Jane covered Joans ears so she wouldnt hear the advice. "Huh?!" Joan screamed. The more the othes tried to demonstrate what they meant the more bewildered she got.
Cathy finally yelled "ARE YOU DEAF, JOANY? BE A GODDAMNABLE TURTLE!".
"I beg your pardon?". Anna ran over at last and detatched her girlfriend from her friend, falling down with Jane as Joan came over for her revenge.
"Hey Lina?". Anne nudged her sharply. Catalina didnt look up. "Lina?".
This time Anne jabbed her harder. "Ow! What?". She rubbed her side furiously.
"Love you too.".
"Oh.". She sighed and put her arm around Anne again, both continuing watching as Bessie was held high over Joans head 'As a hostage until Anna let Joan get Jane'. "Cool.".
The sound of "PUT ME DOWN YOU GROSS STAIN ON THE TABLE CLOTH OF HUMANITY!" filled the sky.
Anne laughed. "What?" Catalina demanded.
"You said it first.".
"I hate you.".
"You looooove me.".
"God knows why.".