They might, and I think they do

Abby's pov

I come back to the focus when the bell starts blaring in my ears. WHY DOES OUR SCHOOL HAVE A SIREN AS THE BELL?! I was terrified of it on the first day. I've gotten used to it but sometimes it catches me off guard. I grab my things and start walking down the stairs to our spot, I can't believe how much I miss her. I can't believe that I, ME, am obsessed with anyone.

"Hey", I hear from behind me. It's Derrick, he slips his arm around me shoulders and walk to our spot under the tree and we see Emma running in behind us.

"Hey" Derrick shoots her way, she replies with sticking her tongue out a little bit and peace signs with both hands. She sits down next to us.

"I just had Math and I didn't do absolutely crap in the test this time! Thanks for explaining the work, Abs." We congratulate her and start joking about. I keep losing focus in the conversation. "You good?" Emma asks me. She always ask how I am like that. Its wired into our friendship at this point.

I sigh, I'm not used to being excited about meeting someone and I don't even know if she's queer! They know that if I don't say anything after they ask me a question something isn't right. I think about her and I start to glow red.

"Wait, they're blushing... what does that mean?" Derrick says through the confusion. "I don't know", Emma replies. They look at each other and then to me and back at each other.

"They can't, can they?" Emma begins. "They might, and I think they do." Derrick finishes.

Two seconds of strange empty silence.

"Abby has a crush on someone," Derrick finally says.

I fall back giving a loud groan, they never let me rest with all the teasing the second they find out that I might even slightly be in touch with my feelings. Yes, I am aware that I never catch feelings but she's different. And besides I haven't caught feelings, I just have a bit of a crush.

I sit back up and glare at my friends, they don't know her so at least they won't expose me. I have to deal with her coming to my house already. "Who are they?" Emma asks with a smile. She's always nice because she knows that the times I do catch feelings I usually get hurt bo matter what I do. I can be nice or tough or whatever they want me to be but it's never enough.

The only other people that ever hit on me are basic straight white boys who want something different but then I just pull out my LGBTQ+ community membership card and they think I'm some kind of freak. They believe that if I don't want to be their "chick" then I don't need to be here, like girls only exist for the pleasure of boys or something.

I either give them a nasty look and ignore them or I completely flip out and go on a rant about how I am not just here for him or any other guy. It depends on my mood and my gender that day. If I feel like a non binary and someone tells me I'm just a girl and I owe them something or I need to be something for them I will freak out. 

I always try to be a good person but if someone does something to tic me off I will definitely let them know. I spend the rest of my break having fun with my friends and thinking about her in the back of my mind. I spend the rest of my school day attempting to focus. It's not that easy but I guess I need to get back into it if I'm ever going to be anything more than the demigirl staring from afar. I know that we're going to meet so I need to get used to the thought of seeing her on a regular basis in case it goes really well and they want to hang out again.

I go home and throw my stuff down in my room. We hop in the car and head to my brother's school because his day with the perfect girl best friend that I happen to be looking out for because I know that she's going to be coming around or her name is going to come up in conversation. All I need to do is find out more about her without seeming like too much of a stalker, but I guess its too late for it at this point.