Trying out new ships. Nichole x Wendy, I like the idea of the ship. (You can take that title as a shout out to one of my favourite musicals . Be more chill is probably my favourite (I'm from a country that doesn't play musicals. We have to search them or pay or whatever to see them... which is damn sad.)).
Warnings: Don't hate me too much, but I quoted the song really badly, that's probably offensive to someone. I'm really really sorry.
Ages: 17 both.
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Wendy's POV.

"Hey," Stan says, standing against the wall across from me.

I look at him.

"Stan... have you ever really been in love?" I ask.

He looks around before smiling.

"Absolutely," He says.

"W-What was it like for you?" I ask.

He looks up at the ceiling.

"It's sort of like... all the colours exist again, my feet feel so light when I'm with them and... and I feel like I would be taking a small break from anything shitty," he says.

"Them? What does that mean?" I ask.

"They're non-binary," He says.

"Oooh. Awesome," I say.

He laughs.

"Why did you ask?" He asks.

"I might be in love with somebody," I say, smiling.

"Oh. Really? Who's he?" Stan asks.

"She's one of the most awesome people I have ever met. Curly hair, pretty skin and we've been friends since forever," I say.

Stan nods.

"Bebe or Nichole?" He asks.

"Nic. She might be straight but... I would love to tell her," I say.

"What do you mean? Why don't you?" He asks, confused.

"If I could tell her, I would. I'm just not sure I can. She seems straight," I say.

He laughs.

"What do you have to lose?" He asks.

"She was with Token... might still be," I say.

"Kenny is with Token," Stan says, winking.

"Shut up, you if anyone knows about polyamory," I say.

"I mean it didn't work out. I don't think Kenny would run into a second polyamorous relationship within the year," Stan says.

I nod.

"Doesn't mean she isn't straight," I say.

"Who? Nichole?" Kyle asks.

They walk up to us, smiling at Stan before turning to me.

"She's the only one someone could think straight. No worry, she's Demi as far as I know, likes girls, that much I know," Kyle says.

They look at Stan before turning back to me.

"Go for it," they say.

"If I could tell her, I would but I swear to god, I freeze," I say.

"Well he said, there is nothing like your smile," Kyle sings, smiling at Stan.

"Sort of subtle and perfect and real," Stan responds.

Oh, Dear Evan Hansen?

"He said," Stan sings, nodding to me.

"You never knew how wonderful that smile could make someone feel," I sing, smiling.

"And he knew," Kyle sings.

"Whenever you get bored you scribble stars on the cuffs of your jeans," I sing.

"And he noticed," Stan sings.

"That you still fill out the quizzes that they put in those teen magazines," I sing.

"But he kept it all inside his head," Stan sings.

"What he saw he left unsaid," Kyle responds.

Kyle doesn't particularly have a pretty voice but their knowledge of the subject makes up for it... so so much.

"And though he wanted to he couldn't talk to you he couldn't find the way but he would always say," Stan sings.

Stan on the other hand, is sort of lazy due to how good his voice is. He doesn't seem concerned but he's still good.

"If I could tell her, tell her everything I see. If I could tell her how she's everything to me but we're a million worlds apart and I don't know how I would even start if I could tell her," I sing.

"If I could tell her," Stan sings.

There is a long while... how does it go from here?

"He thought," Kyle sings.

Neither of us answers.

"You looked really pretty- it looked pretty cool when you put indigo streaks in your hair," Kyle sings again.

"And he wondered how you learned to dance like all the rest of the world isn't there," Stan sings, trying to keep hold of a familiar lyric.

"But he kept it all inside his head what he saw he left unsaid if I could tell her tell her everything I see if I could tell her how she's everything to me," I sing.

Stan looks bright.

"But we're a million worlds apart," he sings, clearly finally grasping the line we're on.

"And I don't know how I would even start. If I could tell her," Kyle sings.

Why are we doing this?

"If I could tell her... but what do you do when there's this great divide?" Stan sings.

"He just seemed so far away," I sing.

"And what do you do when the distance is too wide?" Stan sings.

"And how do you say I love you?" Kyle sings.

"I love you. I love you. I love you," Stan and I sing.

"But we're a million worlds apart!" Stan sings.

"And I don't know how I would ever start. If I could tell her," I sing.

"If I could," Stan finishes.

"Go get your girl, Wens," Kyle says.

They wave and push me ahead to Nichole.

"That was... random?" Nichole asks.

I laugh.

"Can I tell you something?" I ask.

She shrugs.

"Sure," She says.

"I would like to say how you mean everything to me, I love you," I say.

She looks shocked.

"Did you do that as a finale to your singing or-?" She asks.

I pull her to me and kiss her.

"There you go!" Kyle screams.

Nichole smiles at me and kisses me. I can't help laughing out of happiness.

"I think you are pretty cool," Nichole says.

"I think you're really cool too. Wanna go on a date?" I ask.

She laughs.

"Of course I would," she says.

I take her hand, wave at Stan and Kyle and leave.