Pairing/s: one-sided Gwen/Arthur
Character/s: Gwen, Arthur
Summary: She fell for an unattainable nice boy and was too shy to act.
Word Count: 514
Prompt: # 197, Unrequited Love
Author's Notes: This is set in an American high school more than a few years ago.
It was the last song in the last dance of Arthur’s high school year. Gwen’s last chance to ask her crush to dance. As she made her way over to him, she thought about the last two years she’d gotten to know him.
It was when she’d first started marching band. He was one of the lead trumpet players, a junior. Two insurmountable years older than her. But she could see he was kind, compassionate and helpful. She’d ask her trumpet-playing friend to get his details and those only made her fall a little bit more for him.
That first year they were also in the same algebra class together and she’d watch him chew on his pencils as he talked to anyone about anything. He’d even say “hi” to her sometimes, and she’d cherish those moments in her heart until the next time she saw his adorable face.
He was also involved in theater, which she quickly became interested in as well. She longed to be anywhere he was, watching his brilliant performances. Would his talent never end? It seemed not, as he ran for student office and won. This boy could do anything! She sighed and kept watching and dreaming about what would happen “if only.”
The next year, he made friends with her brother. Became an unofficial “big brother.” She couldn’t believe her luck! She couldn’t believe that they ended up in the same Spanish class either. It was that that eventually brought them closer—for she wasn’t that great at learning Spanish. She got her friend to ask if he’d tutor her and he actually agreed! So she got one lesson that she barely spoke throughout because she was so nervous.
She decided to go to all the school dances because she’d resolved to ask him to dance at least once. But she always got too worked up in her anxiety and too shy. How could anyone talk to him, let alone dance with him? So she just watched the other girls smiling and laughing at what he said, not getting too close.
But her best moment was the one time she was left stranded at play practice. He was the ever-kind gentleman and offered her a ride home. Her heart nearly beat out of her chest, but she accepted and somehow replied to his questions. That was the highlight of her year—until this last dance.
She was almost within arm’s reach of him and opened her mouth to speak. Then, as if in slow motion, she watched his best (girl) friend turn to him and ask him to dance. Gwen stood there, several emotions washing over her at once—jealousy, shame, disappointment, and self-loathing among them. It looked like she broke her promise to herself.
She watched him dance then watched as he helped clean up- he was just like that –and get in his car to drive away. The disappointment still gnawed at her but there was a sense of relief too. She hadn’t had to face rejection. And, she remembered, she was always free to fantasize.