>you've both been best friends since elementary school >at first you didn't know why the others picked on her >the grown-ups just said that she was different >at first you thought it was because of her tail >holy heck was it soft! >you once asked her why she spoke so slow and walked funny, >boy was mom mad >you just asked a question! >Mom just said that she had something called "cereal palmsie" or something. >apparently she got hurt when she was still in her mommy >when the doctors gave Cassie to her mom, she was so happy that she went to heaven >even though she's different, you still like her >her brown fur was really nice looking. And the fur on her face, tail, neck, and inside of her ears were a bit lighter >her eyes were as blue as the water in the picture books mom read to you at night. >she's so nice, you wonder why all the other kids pick on her >Cassie doesn't talk that often. She doesn't want the other kids to hear her stutter. >she sounds nice though, you think. Like the yellow birds that come to your house right before school lets out. >Mom let you sign up to be her Best Buddy... even if you already were her best friend in the first place. This club must just solidify that. Weird. -------------------------- >you're both in high school now >of course you're still her best friend and her Best Buddy >some assholes still pick on her, most ignore her, but you're always there to help her out when she asks >not because she needs it, but because she is just different >"T-t-t-thanks for help.....help....hel-helping...hellllping! Helping me with my exams Anon." >you hardly notice her limp as she hobbles next to you >"You're welcome, Cass! Anytime you need something just let me know." >"I-i will. I'll see you after we graduate, right? We're going t-to be together forever!" >"Hehe, of course, Cassie." >when you drop her off at her Dad's house, she looks back to you. >is she scared? >"A-a-anon... I ju-just wanted to say.... say.... that I lo-love. I love you!" >she practically shouts it out to the world. It's cute when she tries so hard to say something that's on her mind. >"Yea, yea. I love you too, Cass. See you later!" ------------------------ >after you both start college, ya'll share a dorm together >she milked her handicap for a larger 2-person dorm >you're studying really intensely with her for her engineering exams. >as you both turn the page in the textbook, your hands touch. >...... >"Anon, I love you." >"Aw, Cass, that's sweet, I love you too!" >"N-no, Anon. No no no no no. I mean I r-r-r-really....I really... love!... You. F-f-fuck. I l-l-l-love y-you so much Anon! W-why haven't you ever asked me out? I-i know that....I am...diff-different!... Like how the others say I'm retarded." You're not sure how to respond. You've been such close friends for so long. >"Y-yes Anon..... i-i-i-i I want.... I want... us to be.... g-g-g-girlfriend and boyfriend..... J-just ignore me. I- I don't know.... know what you'll say. If its because I'm ret-" >you silence her with a small kiss on the corner of her lips. >"Cassie. I know you're different... but I love you because you're different. I think we've studied enough for the night. Let's go watch a movie and snuggle on the futon." >"L-like a couple?... like boyfriend and girlfriend, Anon?" >"Yea, Cass. Here, take my hand. This night is just gonna be about us.... I love you, too, Cass."