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Chapter 12 (v.1) - My Tigger

Submitted: May 06, 2013

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Submitted: May 06, 2013



Things were settling down once midterms were over, going back to normal except for one thing; Mystery Stalker was much more open about his interest in me. He now sat and ate breakfast with me everyday, and he even joined me for lunch in the courtyard. After a week or two of getting used to the sudden change, I found myself enjoying being so close to him. It felt nice to have someone so protective.


We were in the courtyard again, bathed in the gold glow of the setting sun. I was done with classes for the day, and he never seemed to do anything in the afternoons when I was free. I had become comfortable enough with him that my head rested on his shoulder, his hand running through my hair lazily as I read another chapter in my English novel.

It took me a while before I got bored, then I fished in my mind for something to talk about. At that moment, it occurred to me that I still didn’t know what his name was. Scowling, I looked up at him. “Hey, what’s your name? After all these weeks, you never told me.”

He blinked a few times, then a chuckle shook his shoulders under my cheek, causing heat to flush in my cheeks.  “Goethe. My mother was an avid literature enthusiast.” I felt his head rest against the top of mine, and I felt him smiling.

I frowned, rolling the name around in my head, but I couldn’t quite pronounce it the way he had. After a few minutes of silence, I shrugged one shoulder and closed my eyes. “I’mma nickname you Tigger.”


More silence.

The quiet was quickly growing uncomfortable and suddenly calling him Tigger seemed like a horrible idea, but it was too late to retract my words.

At long last, he chuckled again. “I don’t know how you got a cartoon character’s name from mine, but for you, my love, I will suffer it.”


I grinned and snuggled closer to him, humming happily as he wrapped his arms around my shoulders.


“My Tigger.”

“Of course, my love.”

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