You're interrupted before you can answer

As you open your mouth to answer, you hear a knock on the door.

"Sarah, is John in there with you?" It's Miranda. As you both hear that you can see Sarah's eyes widen in horror realizing the predicament she's in. She'd just confess her feelings to you, but now the object of your affections are knocking at her door asking for you. Realizing that Sarah's too shocked to do anything at the moment, you walk over to open the door. Miranda actually looks surprised to see you, as if she wasn't really expecting you to be in Sarah's room, and her earlier question was just speculation. Then her eyes glances past you into the room and see Sarah naked on the bed, and you can just see the variety of emotions that flash past her face: surprise, confusion, and anger.

"Wait a minute, why are you in here with her, and why is she naked?" Miranda asked, angrily then taking a closer look she saw that Sarah has been crying, and you can just see her jump to the worse conclusion possible. "John? Did you- were you about to **** her?" she finished in shock, taking a couple of steps back from you. Your brain is reeling, trying to figure out how to properly explain the situation to her without further angering her. Before you can come up with something however, Sarah beats you to it.

"No!!! Miranda, he was not about to **** me, I asked him to come up here to talk to me during the break, and things got a bit... Emotional." Sarah said, apparently recovered enough from her shock for the moment to reply.

"Oh," was Miranda's reply. "What were you going to talk to him about? And why are you naked?"

An awkward moment of silence passes, Sarah contemplating how to reply to such a question, I mean, how does one go about doing such a thing? Just say "Oh hey, I just called your man up to talk about how I've been intentionally trying to pair you off with another man the whole game just so I can have him all to myself" ? Sure, that would most definitely not cause her to get smacked upside the head by her best friend and lose all hope of getting with him at all.

As she was contemplating this, you, seeing that Sarah is lost for words, not knowing how to voice her true reason for calling you up here without upsetting her best friend, decides to save her.

"She just called me up here to explain the reason why she been so uncharacteristically rude and hostile towards us during the game, Miranda." you said. "I brutishly forgot to knock before I came in, so caught her naked."

"Oh well, what was the reason then? And why is she crying?"

"I think it's best if I let her tell you herself." You replied, shooting an inquisitive glance at Sarah who looks afraid for a moment before nodding.

"John, do you mind being a dear and stepping out for a moment so I can have this conversation privately with Miranda?" Sarah asked.

You're a little hesitant to do so at first, despite her promising that she won't try to hurt you and Miranda any longer, you're still a little skeptical due to how today has been going and how angry Sarah's been acting. Feeling a hand on your arm, you turn to see Miranda, who, despite what she may have just witnessed of you possibly molesting Sarah, flashes you a quick smile and says "I'll be fine John, it's just Sarah." at this, you nod and move past Miranda to get out of the room, closing the door behind you to let the two friends talk.

As the door closes and you're left alone outside to your thoughts. No part of this situation looks good really. Miranda found you with a naked Sarah in her room. And now she's going to find out that Sarah has a crush on you, possibly ruining their friendship and maybe even whatever is going on between you and Miranda.

You shake your head, trying to rid yourself of your negative thoughts, and try to look at things on the bright side: you have two women trying to get in your pants, and one way or the other you're confident you can make something happen tonight, despite what just occurred. At that thought your mind wanders drifts back to Sarah and her earlier question. Do you like her? Do you like Miranda? Or do you like them both?

It's a tough thought, on one hand, you have the sweet and beautiful Miranda, who you've had a crush on forever and has a slim, sexy body that is just amazing to look at, even if her chest is less well-endowed than Sarah's. You enjoy talking to her, joking around with her, and just generally being yourself around her. As a bonus, she's also amazing in bed too, as tonight has proven. Everything about her is just... Perfect. So perfect. You know that you'd definitely still want to get with her.

On the other hand you have the busty and confident vixen Sarah. She practically oozes sex appeal and has the gorgeous body and confident attitude to match. And even though you know that sleeping with her would be an amazing experience, her confession tonight has you wondering about how you and her would do together, romantically. Her words of how you're the only one who treats her like a real person echoing in your mind. You can't help but imagine taking her out on cheesy romantic dates and treating her like she's the most beautiful women on Earth. Wait, where is this coming from? You thought. But deep down, you know you couldn't help it, despite what happened tonight, you couldn't deny the chemistry that the two of you have together normally. Conversation flows normally and you feel attracted to who she is as a person too, not just how she looks. In addition, looking at it armed with the proper facts, her behavior tonight actually makes you feel... Warm. Having someone act so possessive over you because they're jealous is hot, and you can't help but like the feeling. It makes you feel like you mean a lot to them, enough that they're willing to fight over you.

It looks like I might have a tiny crush on her after all. You startlingly realized.

Well, then, this puts me in a rock and a hard place. You still like Miranda, but now that you're starting to fall for Sarah as well, you don't really know how to proceed. Couldn't I just be with both of them? A part of your brain asks

Pffffttt as if they'd share me. another part of your brain replies. Unsurprisingly, this puts your brain in an even more confusing state. So, as the girls chat away, you're left arguing with yourself about the choices you have to make.

A/N: So this is my first time writing on chyoa, if you folks see any mistakes, please tell me and any feedback and constructive criticism is appreciated!!