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anne wasn't the first girl to live in green gables. before she came, there was me. victoria. i've been there for the past year to help marilla with making food and helping with the lady chores. i was basically her first daughter.
then anne came, and everything was all about her. i was left in the dust. everyone payed so much more attention to her, even the kids at school.
everyone except for jerry.
jerry baynard was hired to help matthew with all the farm chores. he was the only one who truly saw me. i wasn't invisible to him. and to be honest, i kind of have a small crush on him (he's so darn cute).
don't get me wrong, i love anne so much. she's pretty much my sister. we explore together, dance and play pretend, and i can truly be myself with her.
i just don't understand why she's so mean to jerry. every day she yells at him for 'listening to her conversations with the horse', or 'singing too much'. she's too hard on him.
anyways, today marilla sent me, jerry, and anne to charlottetown to sell some belongings. it broke my heart that we might lose green gables, but i went nevertheless. anything i could do to help.
when jerry helped me on the wagon, he smiled sweetly, and it made me blush. why did i blush? i don't have feelings, do i? i asked myself. i shook the off weird feeling in my stomach.
it was a tight fit having all three of us sitting there, so i was really close to jerry. he started to sing his favorite french song, and i smiled. he sang this song to me all the time, whenever i talked to him while he worked.
"jerry, stop!" anne exclaimed from next to me, and thus, the moment ended. but jerry didn't listen to her, and he kept on singing his song.
"jerry, this is an important mission!" he kept singing. "jerry!" and still, he sang.
"I WILL KILL YOU WITH MY BARE HANDS!!" anne exclaimed, but it didn't phase jerry. i chuckled, and shook my head. they were like two annoyed siblings.
the ride to charlottetown was long and boring. anne kept yelling at jerry, and it drove me crazy being in the middle of them.
once we arrived, i went with anne to the pawn shop, while jerry went to go sell the horses.
"good luck with the crazy woman," jerry whispered in my ear. his breath tickled my neck, making me blush. i almost slapped myself for acting like a little schoolgirl.
"thanks, i'll need it," i whispered back to him. anne was waiting for us to finish talking, and she had an annoyed expression.
"i don't know what you see in him," anne said to me as we walked to the shop.
"what?" i asked, trying to act confused. she raised an eyebrow at me.
"i know you like jerry, so stop pretending." she chuckled as my face turned beet red.
we stepped into the pawn shop, and anne dealt with the mean pawn broker very nicely. she was a strong young girl, and i admire her so much for that.
we were chatting happily leaving the shop, up until i saw jerry's face. i ran over to where he was leaning against the wagon.
"jerry! what happened to your face?" i asked, cupping his cheek. he winced, so i pulled my hand back.
"i was attacked by two men. they took the money, vic, they took it!" he cried, and his eyes started to water. anne stood there as i embraced jerry. he held tightly onto my waist as i gently rubbed his head.
"i am so sorry. are you alright?" he nodded, with his head still resting on my shoulder. my back was turned, so i didn't see anne smirk. she coughed, and thus ruined another moment.
"we should get to miss josephine's," she announced, and clambered onto the wagon without jerry's help.
once we arrived, miss josephine's butler took jerry to get him cleaned up, while miss josephine showed anne and i to our rooms. i changed into clean clothes, and started brushing my hair.
"hey vic?" anne asked as she walked in my room. i turned to face her.
"yes, anne?"
"jerry does like you. he talks about you all the time," anne said. i blushed, and finished brushing my hair.
at dinner, the table was mostly silent. anne kept glancing at me across the table because jerry and i sat next to each other. i rolled my eyes at her.
it's never gonna happen, i mouthed to her. she shook her head, while jerry glanced at me.
after dinner was finished, anne and i were walking up the stairs when she suddenly stopped.
"anne?" i turned back towards her.
"did you see how much he was looking at you during dinner?" she whispered. i rolled my eyes.
"this again? anne, he doesn't like me. he probably never will." and with that, i continued up the stairs and swiftly shut the door to my room.
little did i know, jerry was listening to our conversation from the doorway of the dining room.
back in my room, i pulled back the covers and slipped in bed. i laid there, tossing and turning, thinking about my feelings. does jerry really like me? why would he? i'm just a little maid, we're all thoughts that passed through my brain.
i laid in the candle lit room alone for a long time, until the creaking of the door startled me. i quickly sat up in my bed, my hair disheveled and eyes tired.
"victoria?" a voice whimpered from the doorway. i would know that french accent anywhere. it's jerry.
"jerry, what are you doing here?" i asked softly. he crept closer to the candle, and i could finally see his face. his eye was black and blue, and his cuts were starting to scab. he looked so scared for some reason.
"i'm having nightmares. is it okay if i sleep in here?" he asked me. i gulped, but nodded, pushing away the butterflies.
when he saw that i nodded, he pulled back the covers and slipped in the bed. then, with a sudden jump, he flipped over and crawled to the end of the bed, so he was facing me. i laughed.
"this is how i sleep with my sisters," he said with a shrug. i nodded, and laid back against my pillow.
"goodnight, jerry," i whispered.
"goodnight, vic."
silence. no one talked for a long time, but i still couldn't fall asleep. the candle went out a while ago, but i was too lazy to relight it.
"victoria?" a muffled voice called from the end of the bed.
"yes, jerry?"
"i like you." i shot up in the bed and stared at him. he slowly sat up to face me.
"you do?" i asked rather loud, and he quickly reached forward to cup a hand over my mouth.
"quiet! you'll wake anne!" he hissed. i blushed, but he couldn't see that in the darkness.
"i like you too," i said, this time in a low whisper. he moved his hand to cup my cheek instead.
"goodnight, mon soleil," he replied. he leaned forward and kissed my forehead, then laid back down in his spot.
i fell for a french boy, and i didn't even care.

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