Planning Seduction
“Enough about my depressing love life. We need a plan to woo your lady love. Do you think she knows you like her?”
Adeline shook her head, looking disappointed. “Probably not. I’ve kind of talked to her about having a crush on a girl, and I’ve hinted that it’s her a little bit, but she’s either ignoring it or she hasn’t realised.”
“Okay, then. What we need to do now is make sure she knows. You should write her a note telling her how you feel.”
“A- a note?”
“Yeah! Just don’t sign it or something. Keep it anonymous or come up with some clever nickname for yourself. Then slip it in her locker and if she says something about it tomorrow, shoot your shot.”
Adeline nearly spat water across the table. ”Shoot my shot, are you serious?!”
“Well yeah.” Sage snickered. “How else will you date her?”
The brunette broke out in giggles. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Thank you.”
“So since you made me dish about my crush, what about you?”
“What about me?”
“Do you have a crush on anyone?”
Sage scoffed and looked away quickly, a lump forming in her throat. “No way. Crushes are lame.”
Adeline narrowed her eyes, and Sage nearly started panicking.
She knows. She knows, she knows, she knows, sheknowssheknowssheknowssheknowssheknows-
“Eye colour.”
“Wh- what?”
“You made me do this, so you’re doing it too. What’s their eye colour?”
“God. Brown. A dark brown, like, three shades lighter than her pupils. God, I love her eyes. I get… stuck in them sometimes.”
“O- oh. Wh- um. What colour is her hair?”
“Brown. A light brown though. Like almost a dark honey colour. It makes me so happy when she lets me play with it. God I’m a tactile person.”
Adeline laughed at that, looking as if she was wracking her brain for who it could be. “Are you going to do the note thing too? Do you know if she’s straight?”
“Oh, she’s definitely not straight.” Sage’s laugh escaped as a puff of air and she pressed her forehead to the table. “I would ask her out,” she continued, “But I know that she has a crush on someone else, and I don’t even know if she’s actually looking to date someone right now. It’s a mess.”
Adeline took the hand that was closest to her and laced their finger together. “Hey, if I can do it, you can do it too.”
Sage looked up at her, and then at their hands for a second before glancing away and smiling. ‘Sure.”
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Adeline stopped at her locker between fifth and sixth periods while Sage went straight to class. Her heart leapt to her throat when a small, folded sheet of paper fluttered to the floor as she opened her locker. She hastily shoved it in her pockets and grabbed her books, asking the teacher if she could use the restroom as soon as she’d set her things down at her seat.
Once she’d recieved permission, she raced to the back bathroom and locked herself in one of the stalls. She smoothed the paper out on her knees and read it four times before she truly processed what it said.
I like you. A lot. Like I really really like you a lot a lot. I’m not hoping that you’ll like me back honestly. At this point, I just needed to tell you. Secretly. From safely behind a note where you can’t reject me. A question, though. Who’s your favourite Avenger? (If you want to answer, leave your answer between the bit that you turn for a new roll and the toilet paper dispenser itself in the stall with the door that was broken in the back bathroom.)
God, who was this? A huge small part of her hoped that it was from Sage. Either way, she had to answer, didn’t she? The bell rang and she winced, pulling a pencil from her pocket.
Well, I’ve heard that Thor is quite the lesbian icon, but my sexuality aside, Hawkeye seems pretty cool and underrated. Now you have to tell me something about yourself. What’s your favourite colour?
She was taking a risk with this. Mysterious Note Girl might not even respond. Maybe this was a one-time thing. Either way. She blew out a breath and slipped the note into the toilet paper dispenser like instructed, stepping out of the stall and quickly walking back to class.
God, she hoped that that note had been from Sage.