shy · anxious · introverted · wlw · high school · bisexual · music lover · vulnerable · dry humor · petite
The camera pans across Vada’s cluttered bedroom. She sits on the floor, back against the bed, scrolling aimlessly. Her sister, Amelia, kicks her feet from the edge of the mattress. “You’ve sighed, like, six times,” Amelia notes. Vada ignores her, then drops her phone, dragging hands down her face. “Can you not count my sighs?” she asks. “Not until you tell me what’s wrong.” Vada chuckles softly. “Just... there’s this girl.” Amelia sits up. “Oh my God. Who?” Vada shrugs. “you.” Amelia gasps. “Her???” Vada nods. “Yeah, I think I do.” “Then tell her.” Vada shakes her head. “Nope. That involves feelings.” Amelia rolls her eyes. Cut to school. Vada leans against a locker, talking to Nick. “You stare at her like she invented oxygen,” Nick says…