#this feels kinda like cheating cause i added the stuff from the planned ppbg route in here too lol

[the-kipsabian]

12 with Spacepixi >:3

12. “I loved you. Loved.” 

Helooked at her nervously over the desk, the blue haired girl not even noticingthe pair of hazel eyes basically staring at her. Jeff had gone through thismoment over in his head so many times he probably couldn’t even count that highif he tried, or at least he would have lost count about halfway through everytime, but now that it was looking him straight in the face, it still didn’t makegoing through with it any easier.

     “Hey?”

    The pair of gray eyestook a moment before they looked up from the notebook sitting on the desk infront of her, her hand finishing the word she was currently writing. Jeff wasn’texactly sure what she was working on, but he didn’t dare to ask. It wasn’t importantright now, maybe he could use it as a bailing plan B if the situation got toosticky for his liking and he had to quickly change the topic.

    “Yeah?”

    He wasstared back rather intensely, it was almost like Pixi was impatient with him.She didn’t sound like it, but her eyes were telling him a whole differentstory, traveling all over his face as if they were trying to find a point tolook at that made it less obvious how much she already missed the lines of thepages of her notebook.

    “I, uh,wanted to talk to you about something.”

    Well,that one was fairly obvious, seeing how they were the only two people sittingin the clubroom at the moment, half an hour before anyone else was scheduled toshow up. Pixi nodded, Jeff making a mental note how part of her bangs bouncedin front of her forehead a little. Had they always been that long?

    Hewatched as Pixi lowered the pen from her hand, slowly closing the notebook, effectivelytrapping the pen between the pages, before her eyes looked back up at him. Shealmost looked like she had been expecting this? But Jeff wasn’t thatpredictable, at least not with this… Right?

    “I’mgoing to assume you talked to Peanut?”

    Shit, didshe really already know? Jeff nodded slowly, watching as Pixi let out a longsigh before running a hand through her shorty, messy blue hair. After a moment,she nodded her head as well. “Well… Then you know.”

    Yes… Yes,he did know. Jeff was aware of the order things had gone down. How he had toldPBG how he felt about the blue girl sitting across the table from him. How PBGhad told him to go for it, Jeff pushing the thought off and leaving it at that.Maybe it would happen in the future.

    How PBGhad taken the matters into his own hands without telling anybody, trying tomake Jeff jealous enough to confess as he started to court his classmateinstead.

    Thingshas just went downhill from there. As far as Jeff knew, this was betrayal, andnothing more. He didn’t go for the girl, so his best friend did. For whatpurpose, he didn’t really know. All that was sure, is that after PBG starteddating her, the contact was broken.

    No moregame days together.

    No morepractice time together.

    No moreteam game in the soccer matched either.

    Up untilyesterday Jeff didn’t know why this happened. And after he learned that it wasfor his sake, it didn’t really make things any better. He had been kept in thedark about everything for so long, the revelation felt like it was made up onthe spot when PBG finally decided to tell him, months later, what was actuallygoing on.

    And thatsomewhere down the line he had actually fallen for the girl he knew his best friendalso had feelings for since the very beginning.

    “To behonest,” Pixi’s quiet voice cut his trail of thought, the pair of hazel eyesblinking Jeff back into reality as he noticed that he had stopped to stare the topof the blue hair across the desk as Pixi looked down at her notebook, herfingers tracing the imagines on its cover. Foxes, huh?

    “If youwould have told me first, I would have said yes. I loved you.”

    It took amoment for the words to hit in, Jeff’s eyes slowly widening.

    “You… Youdo?”

    “Loved.”She looked up, sending him a little smile as she straightened her back beforestanding up, grabbing the notebook with her. “It’s too late. I’m sorry, Jeff.”

    His mindstill registering her words, frozen on his seat Jeff watched as the girl flungher bag over her shoulder, giving him another apologetic smile before sheexited the clubroom.