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BFDIA had just ended. Everyone had just settled in Yoyle City, doing their own thing. Golfball had found an abandoned apartment complex, so she settled there. It was like a small laboratory!
Golfball was working on a new research project, but strangely, her trusty Tb wasn’t working on it with her. In fact, he hadn’t even known about it! She was keeping the project a secret. Anytime she saw Tennisball talking with someone, she’d scurry away and secretly started researching on a small laptop Tennisball had gifted her before. But since they were practically always together, she mostly worked on it at night.
Golfball was with Tennisball at the playground, talking about BFDIA. Golfball wasn’t listening. She stared at him, noticing his fluffy hair, his captivating green eyes, his wide smile, and just him. “Golfie? Hello?” Tb said, while waving his hand in front of her eyes. “Oh- y-yes?” “Were you listening to me?” He asked. “Yeah!” She yawned. “I’m just…tired.” “You’ve been really tired lately, are you okay?” “Yeah, I’ve just have had trouble sleeping recently.” She responded while fidgeting with her hands. “Well if you have any troubles, you can always tell me.” He said with a soft smile on his face, holding her arm gently while looking her in the eyes. A faint amount of blush spread across her face and gave a small, yet meaningful smile. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Nickel approaching them. “Hey, Jiggle Boy!” Nickel shouted. “NOT WHAT IM CALLED!” Nickel started blabbering about wanting to check out some new place. Golfball wasn’t listening. After Tb was asked to go someplace with Nickel, he looked at Gb. Before he could say anything, Golfball answered his question before he could ask it. “You can go hang out with him. I’m going to go take a nap.” “Oh okay! Bye Golfie, have a good nap!” “Bye Tb!” As they walked away from each other, she looked back at him, smiling with light pink cheeks.
She then started walking back to her apartment. As she was walking back home, she pulled out her laptop and started looking up questions such as
“Sickness symptoms that include rapid heartbeat, feeling lightheaded, and butterflies in your stomach.”
“Why does my face get hot when around my best friend?”
“Why does my stomach twist when my friend is near?”
“Why do I get lightheaded around my trusty Tb?”
Suddenly…
*Crashing sound*
Golfball nearly dropped her laptop. “UGH! Watch where you’re going nerd!” Pencil shrieked. Golfball would have talked back, but she was too focused. She quickly opened the laptop and started walking. “Yeah whatever bye” She responded. Pencil looked offended. “At least say sorry!” Gb didn’t respond, she just kept walking. Pencil quickly caught up to her. “What is so important that you have to ignore me?” “It’s none of your business!” She responded. Before Pencil said anything, she saw Golfball’s search history. As she read it, her eyes opened wide. “Wait- do you have a CRUSH on TENNISBALL?” Gb unknowingly started blushing. “What? No! Me and him are strictly platonic!” She yelled. “Well your search history says otherwise.”
Golfball stopped in her tracks. “What? Those two things have nothing to do with each other!” She yelled. “Are you really THIS stupid?” “Well instead of yelling at me, why don’t you help me…just this once?” She asked, sounding genuine. Pencil rolled her eyes as she responded. “Fine.”
They both headed to her apartment. They arrived and went into her room. “Ew your place is disgusting you need to clean.” Pencil sat on Golfball’s bed while Gb stayed silent “…So why do you think I like him?” Golfball questioned. “Well first of all, you literally searched up why you blush around him. SECONDLY, if you become lightheaded or your stomach feels funny, you’re just flustered! And the rapid heartbeat speaks for itself!” Pencil explained while filing her nails. Golfball started blushing bright red. “Wow you look like a tomato.” Golfball looked at the floor. “So what are you gonna do now?” Pencil asked. “What do you mean?” She said, looking up. “Like are you going to confess or asking him to be your boyfriend orrr??” “I don’t know how to do that?!” Shrieked Golfball. “Well I can’t solve that problem.” Golfball sighed and looked down. “So can I go now?” “Yeah yeah bye.” Pencil noticed how disappointed she was. “Ugh. Look I think you can do it. I mean you guys as basically built for each other!” “…Thanks Pencil.” “Okay bye now ball brain.” Said Pencil before walking away.
—Later, Night🕙
Golfball couldn’t sleep that night. (“When should I confess? When will I confess? I love him?”) She thought. (“How long can I keep this a secret from him?”)