It was a normal, miserable school day for sixteen-year-old Tobey McAllister as he sat in the back of the classroom and pretended to ignore the world. Pretended, that is, because secretly, he was admiring the one person who made coming to the annoying child-infested building of knowledge he didn't particularly care for: Becky Bottsford.

Yes, the boy admired her. He admired her dark brown, flowing hair, her sparkling, innocent brown eyes, her never-ending, never-give-up spirit…her zeal for life. The fact that she walked in every day with a smile on her face perplexed him. She loved being here; how could anyone ever be that excited about school? It was an awful, miserable building filled with people he didn't like.

But nevertheless, she showed up with a smile anyways. Nevertheless, he watched her as she sat in the front of the class and listened intently to the lesson the teacher was giving, seeming to be extremely interested. And for that, he admired her. She was so…different than anyone else he knew. She was smart, unlike the seemingly dull and unintelligent peers she surrounded herself with. The only person that paralleled her was Wordgirl (Which was a large reason why he constantly accused her of being Wordgirl). The only difference between the two was the fact that he knew he had a better chance with Becky than he did with Wordgirl.

Sadly, however, although he and Becky were friends now, he still found a wall in between them and a relationship was the fact that he was too scared to tell her how he actually felt; because he knew she'd just crush his heart. Or, so he thought.

He was afraid to tell her, really. He had pictured the scenario's several possible outcomes: she could laugh in his face and tell him she'll never like him the way he liked her, and then he'd never see her again. She could be surprised, and tell him in the kindest way possible that she simply wasn't interested in him the way he was interested in her, and begin to avoid him for a long time, possibly forever. She could lie to him and say she liked him too, in order to spare him the emotional pain, and be in a relationship that she didn't want to be in, which would make her unhappy, which was the last thing he wanted.

Or, the impossible could happen and she could respond by telling him that she genuinely did like him the same way, and they'd be happy together. But what were the chances of that happening? Nonexistent, he thought.

But he didn't know how wrong he was.

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Becky, sitting in the front of the classroom, looked intensely interested in the lesson the teacher was giving, true. But on the inside, her brain was a mess created by a hurricane of thoughts that had been storming through her mind. The mess left her with thoughts she never thought she'd have before; thoughts about someone she had recently become unlikely friend with: Tobey.

Yes, as a child, if someone were to tell her that in the future, she will become friends with the same little boy that she would spend every day battling, she'd have called them crazy. But now that she was older, more mature, and saw things differently, she didn't see Tobey as a villain anymore. He was more of a…misunderstood friend now. Plus, the fact that he hadn't destroyed the city with robots in at least a year, maybe even more, helped his image.

But those weren't the thoughts plaguing her mind. The thoughts that this friendship of theirs was going places she was scared to admit they were going was the part that was stuck with her. The fact that she had pictured them together, in a relationship, happy together, that's what was stuck in her head; that's what scared her. Yet, at the same time, it didn't scare her. It didn't freak her out to think that the two could be happy together. But the fact that that was true, did scare her.

Confusing, she knew; her mind was confusing her. She couldn't stand it. Her friends would even catch her in deep thought about this and ask what was the matter; but, of course, she wasn't about to admit to anyone that she was pondering whether or not she had feelings for Tobey.

Yes, he was a good friend, and yes, she'd be willing to call him another one of her best friends, but calling him a- she swallowed her fear before she dared utter the word in her mind- boyfriend?

Before her thoughts could continue, the bell rang, dismissing the students from their current class. Becky waited at the door for Tobey, and together they walked to Becky's locker.

"So, pretty boring lesson, huh?" Tobey asked, knowing her usual response was to immediately disagree with him and go on to explain why it was so interesting, a response to which he loved hearing.

"Actually, I was a little…distracted today, so I don't really know what it was about." Becky admitted.

"Becky Bottsford, distracted during an English lesson? Why, what's the matter? Are you ill?" Tobey asked jokingly. Becky chuckled; she admired his sense of humor.

"No, I'm not sick, I've just had a lot on my mind lately." Becky said as she opened her locker and began exchanging books.

"Like what? What could possibly keep you from listening to a lecture in your best and favorite class?" Tobey asked. It had to be important if she hadn't paid attention to English class.

"N-nothing, nevermind. It's not important." Becky responded shyly.

"I think it is. Come on, you can trust me. Just tell me what's up." Tobey insisted.

"Look, it's nothing, okay?" Becky said angrily as she shut her locker and walked away. She wasn't about to talk to Tobey about her conflicting emotions regarding him.

Tobey, watching her walk off, was confused. What was up with her?

Violet came up behind him, noticing her friend's display. She knew what this was all about; Becky had told her about the whole endeavor, making sure to leave out names. But Violet didn't need a name to know who she was actually talking about.

"In case you're wondering, it's not you she's annoyed at. She's annoyed with herself because she can't make up her mind about something important…" Violet said. "She's just got a lot going on in her life right now." Violet said, secretly referring to Becky's double life as Wordgirl.

Tobey just walked to his next class, where he would continue to not pay attention to the teacher, but instead pay attention to his many thoughts of the girl who brightened his world; unaware that across the school, Becky was doing the exact same thing.

Well, this was random and short…don't really know where the idea came from, just felt like writing something fluffy. But, this may turn into a chapter story, because I kinda miss writing those & haven't done one in a while…got an idea in mind. So idk, stay tuned. Review?