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You were walking around the courtyard of the Merlin Academy, accompanied by your two best friends Bridget and Ella, enjoying the day by chatting with them.
“Alright guys, I need to go now. I did promise that ‘charming’ guy that I was going to help him out with his homework.” Ella said reluctantly, rolling her eyes as if to emphasize her annoyance.
“If by ‘homework’ you mean subtly flirting with one another, then go ahead my dearest friend.” You teased and after seeing Ella’s face reddened you burst out laughing, Bridget joining in.
“We do not–”
“Don’t you dare keep him waiting, El! Go on now!” Bridget commented, waving her hand in a dismissive gesture while sporting a grin of her own, earning a glare from the blue haired.
“So, so, serious… what do you think Charming will say when he sees you like that?” You couldn’t help but annoy her once again. After all, her flustering (to comments about the guy she has absolutely zero feelings for) and a certain princess’s laugh were worth it.
“I’m so done with you two– you especially, Y/n.” Ella remarked, pointing a finger at you. “I’ll see you later!” She said, leaving both you and Bridget on your own.
You were about to make a retort, when you heard from your side that someone cleared their throat.
“So, Y/n, I’ve been wondering… Castlecoming is only a few days away, isn’t it amazing?!” Bridget exclaimed, her face brighting with happiness as a beaming smile broke onto her soft face.
“This will be my first time attending it since I’ve been transferred here, so I’m very curious to see it with my very own eyes.” You teased, to which Bridget blushed slightly. After all, both Bridget and Ella (Bridget mostly) have been talking nonstop about how wonderful and how big of an event this one was. “I still don’t have a date though.”
“Me neither.” Bridget declared with a small frown. “That makes me think however, would you… would you want to go with… me?” She asked, hopeful, though her expressive brown eyes were giving away her own nervousness.
“Are you serious, B?”
“I have never been more serious in my life!” She uttered out, and you couldn’t believe just how adorable she was being.
“Of course! I’d love to go with you!”
“Wonderful!” She said as she wrapped her arms around you in a tight hug, to which you of course returned. “If it means anything…” she pulled out, but still having you by arm’s length. “I–I have been wanting to ask you for quite some time now.”
“And… why’s that?” You asked, looking as her cheeks turned red once more, biting her lower lip.
“I…” Bridget stammered.
“You…?” You tried to get her to answer when suddenly, a distant voice hit your ears. You looked around yourself discreetly, noticing that it was just you and your best friend, surely it was a product of your imagination.
“I love you!” Bridget blurted out, shutting her eyes tightly as if to protect herself from the inevitable rejection that would be coming from you. Or so she thought.
“Y/n.” The voice spoke once more, this time, you could catch it was calling out to you.
You decided to ignore it however, because for sure you couldn’t believe that finally, finally it was happening. Bridget, the princess of Wonderland, who you had have a crush on since your firsts days in the Academy has just told you she loves you! You even thought she was very brave (more than you at least) in choosing to express her feelings.
Truly a dream come true.
Your hands found their ways to Bridget’s cheeks, cupping her dearly face gently. “Could you open your eyes for me, B?”
Reluctantly, Bridget opened them up, her own hands coming up to her face to be atop yours. “Yes…?”
“I… love you too, Bridget.” Your smile reached your ears, noticing the way her face lightened up, it gave you courage to continue. “I have been… for quite some time, actually.”
“Y/n?” That voice. Again. Although this time, you could recognize its sweet yet worrying tone. And wait, were you shaking?
No, you wouldn’t let anyone or anything take away what you have been waiting for as long as you have. Even if this ‘voice’ had a certain resemblance.
“Are you okay, cupcake?” Bridget asked in a worrisome way, lowering both your hands down, still holding them tightly.
“Cupcake?” You blushed at the sudden use of the nickname. Weird. You’ve never heard her call anyone anything like that.
“Perhaps I have the recipe to make you feel better.” She smiled shyly.
“Recipe?”
Bridget smiled once more, before slowly, almost carefully, leaning into you. Her eyes shutting down as the proximity between you kept closing in.
No way this was happening, no way! Bridget not only asked you to be her date to Castlecoming, but has also confessed her love for you and now she wanted to kiss you? In the same day? There’s no way you could be this lucky.
There’s no way this is real.
“Y/n!”
Your eyes opened up quickly, perhaps too quickly as now the brightness of the room hit you hard. The hands that were positioned on your shoulders letting go.
“Finally! Oh, are you alright? I’ve never seen you sleep so soundly!” A sweet-toned worriedly voice asked. Except, this was not any sweet-toned voice this was the voice.
“Bridget?!” Your brain finally was starting to wake up as you took a look around your surroundings in a still somewhat sleepy state and sure enough, you were in your room, in your bed and no one other than the Princess of Wonderland herself was hovering over you. But what was Bridget doing here? “W–What are you doing here? And how did you get in? You’ve seen me sleep before?!”
The pink voluminous haired girl’s cheeks reddened at your questions, before standing up to give you some space. “W–Well… we are supposed to go together to professor Merlin’s class, but you weren’t answering the door!” She defended herself with a pout. It was true though, since both you, her and Ella got to share this class together, you decided to just go together as a group. “I was worried sick about you!” She confessed, her words coming out of her mouth in a concerned manner.
But then again, why was Bridget alone waiting for you? If Ella wasn’t here could that mean that…
“Wait… are we… are we running late?!” You cried out, choosing to ignore, or rather said, save her last few words to dwell on another time.
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After a few more minutes of you changing into whatever clothes you could find (though Bridget still called your outfit cute), you both finally set off to class.
And it just so happens that Bridget couldn’t keep her hands—or rather said arms to herself as she had to link it with yours. Not that it bothered you in any way, but rather that after growing a massive crush on her and having such a dream, it made you blush.
The classroom door slammed open.
“Oh, fantastic! I was beginning to think you were not going to show up Bridget, Y/n.” Professor Merlin said, turning around from whatever it was that he was doing, smiling kindly. Inevitably, this made you both the center of attention to the rest of the class.
Gods, why did teachers always have to call out their students like that?
An embarrassing blush made its way to your face yet again. What a way to start the day.
Looking to the side of the classroom you spotted Ella sitting with no one other than Prince Charming himself. You made a quick mental note to bother her about it once class ended.
“Good morning, professor!” Bridget greeted, her own cheeks slightly taking in color, quickly moving to the closest desk with you in tow.
“Alright class, now that we’re all here, we can continue on where we left off last week…” Professor Merlin continued on, talking about this certain potion that you really should have paid more attention to.
“Y/n, could you pass me the griffin claw, please? I’ve got to stir this up.” Bridget asked, pointing to it with a smile. Right, thankfully she was here.
You watched as she started to stir the ingredients in the cauldron, and you rapidly grabbed a flask to throw into the mix too.
You gave a quick glance to the girl at your side. “So… are you going to tell me how in the name of Merlin did you break into my room?” You questioned.
“I didn’t break into your room!” Bridget whispered-yelled, but upon seeing your smirk, she knew you weren’t mad at her for it. With a small smile, she looked down as she continued stirring the potion. “And as I already told you, you weren’t answering. I knocked three times even.”
“Hmm…” You squinted your eyes looking at her with a fake suspicion look. “And am I supposed to take that as an answer?”
“Why, of course!” She smiled widely in an innocent manner.
“Sure, sure, keep evading the question all you want but I will find out about it, princess.”
“It was for your own good. Oh! That makes me wonder, were you having a dream– or was it a nightmare? That’s why you couldn’t wake up, right? Were you having a sleep paralysis?!” Bridget rambled on, her face taking in a worried expression.
A sudden ‘shh!’ could be heard from the front as you both turned to look at Professor Merlin giving you a warning look. Or as ‘warning’ as he could, given that he wasn’t that much of a serious teacher and he knew you both were good students.
“What? No, Gods, no.” You laughed slightly at her implications. “Don’t worry about it, B. It was nothing like that.”
Bridget sighed, content to know that at least you weren’t in a bad situation. “So, it was a dream.” She summarized, glancing at your form from the corner of her eyes.
You stayed silent for a few seconds, debating on how much you were going to tell her, because surely you wouldn’t lie to her. Bridget took the opportunity to add a few more ingredients into the cauldron.
“Maybe.”
Is it considered a lie if you’re giving a half averting answer?
“Who’s evading the question now, hmm?” The pink haired smirked.
And Gods, how that smirk made your already fast beating heart want to get out of your ribcage and shout to the entire world how much you loved her.
If only.
Already lost in the beauty of your friend, you failed to notice how one pair of eyes seemed to be looking at you both, rolling her eyes at your– as she had properly phrased it– obvious love-struck staring.
And failed to notice your dear professor coming up.
“We’re done, professor!” Bridget said, loudly enough for you to take in your surroundings. You blinked a few times, looking at your professor with a smile of your own.