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two || jealousy



"- Now! As I was saying..."

Becky and Anya sat on Becky's bed, each of them with bowls of ice cream in their hands. Becky continued to speak.

"Being paired with him sucks! He insulted me in every second, and I have to contain myself from screaming back at him because the teacher already gave us a final warning"

She let out a groan and scooped herself some ice cream to make herself feel better. Anya only sighed at this and rolled her eyes ash she scoops some ice cream as well

"Typical sy-on boy, tsk tsk tsk"

"Oh! And he's also being weird too"

Becky put her bowl down next to her, the palm of her hands rested on her thighs as she leaned in and stared at her intensely.

Anya leaned away a little feeling uneasy under her stare, feeling like she was implying that it had something to do with her

"Er.. uh-huh, what'd he do?"

"He kept staring back at you and George and then every time he stares away from you again he gets angrier, he was so red, I swear I saw steam coming out his ears!"

Anya's face saddened, she held her bowl down and looked down on it. She felt her chest tighten

"Does sy-on boy really hates me that much?"

She pouted and furiously ate her ice cream before gulping it down roughly

"Geez! I know he hates me but I didn't know he hates me so much that just seeing me makes him so angry"

She doesn't understand why she was bothered by this, she knows that he despises her, throwing every insult at her whenever he gets the chance, telling her how stupid she is, not that she needs a reminder. She wants to believe that she was bothered by this because she has to befriend him for Operation Strix, but she knows, deep inside her she knows that that's not the case.

Because despite the attitude he put up towards her, he showed her a side of him that he cared...

He cared for her, worried for her being. Even without reading his thoughts that flew in worry the way he acts when she's been vulnerable, shifts, his only goal was to make her feel safe.

Anya pulled her hair in frustration

"UGHH WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE SO CONFUSING!?"

Her own thoughts was cut off by Becky's laugh

"No no, Anya. You got it all wrong! Don't you see? He's jealous!!"

"ha?"

Anya tilted her head with a confused face. Jealous? Jealous of what??

Becky saw her friends confused face and shook her head to this, sighing with a smile

"He's jealous that you're having such a good time with George instead of him!!"

Anya, still confused, gave a black stare as she gulped down a spoon of ice cream

"Uh-huh uh-huh, I don't get it."

"He was jealous that I was having a good time instead of him?? What does that even mean??"

Becky only sighed again with a smile, shaking her head

"Oh Anya, you're still a child! You'll get it when you get older"

Beck put down her bowl and patted her mouth with a napkin

"So tell me, what happened with you and George? You two seemed like you were having fun"

"Oh!"

Anya immediately gulped down the ice cream in her mouth and wiped her lips with her arm, which Becky cringed on

"He was actually really nice and we got along well!! At first I thought we were gonna have problems because I did get him caught for framing sy-on, but he was actually cool and really funny too!!"

Anya beamed, she was so glad she made a new friend because she knows that majority of the class disliked her. She was hoping to make more friends so she doesn't just depend on Becky when she's around

"Aw! That's nice!! I actually didn't notice you two were having a good time until that brat keeps creeping on you two- but I'm glad!!"

"Yeah!!"

Anya smiled so widely with a tint of pink dusting upon her cheeks. She was making friends.




-•-




"Oh! George!"

Anya has just arrived at Eden's gates, she ran across George who looked like he was waiting for someone

"Hey!"

George greeted Anya and walked over to her

"What are you doing here at this time? Aren't you one of the first students in class?"

"Yeah but I wanted to wait for you- and here"

George brought out a bag of peanuts which Anya gleefully snatched away

"Thank you so much!! You are a blessing"

George scratched the back of his neck as Anya devoured the whole thing in a flash

"Oh! By the way, Becky said she'll probably late to class for today so I don't have to wait for her in the entrance. She said something about binge watching an old rom-com she recently found"

Anya said as she munched on her peanuts, George nodded

"Oh alright, let's head to class then. Since it's still pretty early, do you want to talk about our work now or at recess?"

George asked as both of them began walking away from the gates and to the building

"Mmm, we can do it in recess. I forgot to do my math homework yesterday so I have to rush that this morning before class starts"

Anya sulked, she was about to do it yesterday but ended up doodling off her notebook instead. George gave out a chuckle at this

"Hey... Y'know... I'm pretty good at math, I can help you if you're having trouble. Its my best subject actually!"

George scratched his cheek with his finger as he gave a reassuring smile. He felt a pair of hands hold his shoulders firmly, he looked up to see Anya with sparkling wide eyes

"You... You are an angel."

She dramatically sobbed and hugged him, George was taken back by this, surprised, and then laughed at Anya's exaggerated dramatic actions, Anya let go and laughed along with him as they got into the building

Unknown to them, someone was watching them from afar. He didn't mean to eavesdrop on their conversation but curiosity took the best of him.

He felt like he was poisoned. If this is not what being poisoned felt like then he doesn't know what is. He doesn't like it. He doesn't like the feelings he was feeling right now, he feels sick

He felt his face red from anger, his blood was boiling. He was feeling dizzy from all this, he doesn't understand. He doesn't want to understand, because he knows what he was feeling but he doesn't want to believe it's true.

"What the heck was that..."

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