The school blared as the kids paced to their lockers and got their books. Cheerleaders came out of the bathroom yapping and gossiping at each other as they walked about. Jocks were slamming against the lockers, boasting to their buddies what they did this weekend, the usual which comprised of getting drunk, going to parties and getting laid. Madison, self-appointed and self-righteous leader of the cheerleading squad came up from behind Aiden, who just shut his locker.
“Hey, Baby!” She flirted. Aiden pretty much ignored her as he walked past, leaving the drama-queen baffled.
“Hey! Excuuse me!You didn’t even hear me!” Aiden rolled his eyes.
“Sorry, I didn’t notice you there.” Madison stopped and gasped, angry at the words.
“Aiden, you ass! What about last night? Huh? Didn’t think you didn’t notice me last night, did you?”
“Whatever…I have other things on my mind, ok? So stop following me around like some dog.” He muttered as he got into class. Where are you, Spencer? He thought, You haven’t been online the whole weekend. He was her friend…and worried about her.

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Spencer Clarin gripped her bag as she ran to her class. The second bell rang and the blonde breathed heavily as she entered the room. Made it! Miss Dixon, her history teacher, stood there, smugly.

“Miss Clarin. Good thing you’re…on time. The blonde swallowed, remembering how sheand Ashley went to the beach weeks ago, missing her test. She really got slack for it, and had to rewrite it.
“Take your seat.” The blonde did as she was told, sitting back on her seat, and putting her binder and text book on her desk. She exhaled dramatically, causing several of her students to look and take notice…including Miss Dixon.
“Is there a problem, Miss Clarin?” Spencer looked up at her, surprised.
“No, I’m fine.” She grabbed her pen and opened her text, concentrating on the assigned chapter. Miss Dixon picked up her text.

“Very well. Chapter 6, the Civil Wart…” Miss Dixon began, several students were still eyeing Spencer, snickering. She didn’t hear the hurtful “Dyke references” whispered at her. She didn’t care. Maybe she was turning into Ashley…the past few weeks wer…intense. She half-hated Glenn for interfearing, half-feared for him and wished he healed faster. And yet, still- she was more than a little disapointed. Ashley invited her over to her house, as the brunette had explained that her mother would be gone. She swallowed hard with a smile, and knew what it meant. They left to Ashley’s house, her room, and the brunette pulled her close for a searing, yet gentle kiss. Spencer grabbed her hips, pulling the other girl close. Ashley smiled and pulled her back, and drew her to her bed. They both sat down, as she kissed Spencer again, pushing her down on the bed. The blonde moaned. God, she was ready. As Ashley’s hand glided down to the girl’s cheer, her neck, and finally her breast, Spencer whimpered, pulling back out of the kiss to catch her breath. The brunette giggled.
“Is this…” her fingers pinched and rolled an already tiaght nipple,”…okay?”
“Ah…”The blonde moaned, arching her back into the sheets.
“I guess it is…” Ashley murmured, pressing her lips against the tender flesh that was Spencer’s neck. The blonde was in true bliss. Her heart was beating, about to explode, as she felt a pull run deeper in between her legs. Spencer groaned again as Ashley ran her tongue along the girl’s ear, and collarbone. She planted light kisses along her abdomen, which sent her wriggling.
“Good, you’re paying attention..” Ashley grinned, as her hand went lower and tugged on Spencer’s jeans.
Please” the blonde whined, as the brunette let go.
“Hang on, hang on.” She climbed up on top of her, straddling her legs as she settled in, giving her a kiss.
“Better.” Ashley husked, as the blonde’s hands stroked her back. And then…her cell phone went off. Spencer didn’t even hear the ring, she was too busy kissing her aggressor. But Ashley did, breaking the kiss and smiling impishly.
“Your phone.” The blonde blinked, still woozy that Ashley’s kiss had so much impact. She shook her head, and grabbed her cellphone from under her bed. The brunette had to giggle to that, propping her elbows on the bed. Spencer shakily answered the phone.
“Not a word…” She glowered, as Ashley shot her hands up in mock-surrender. Damn, she was cute when she was an ass.
…
Spencer tried to wipe all thoughts of Ashley and concentrate on the text book in front of her. Miss Dixon’s voice droned on and on, and She groaned inwardly that the class would never end. She checked the clock….45 minutes to lunch… and she imagined how Ashley had looked so sexy, laying suggestively as she bit her finger, her eyes wild and primal. God, she had wanted it…
“Spencer? Are you there?” Spencer’s Dad asked.
“Dad?”
“Spence…Glenn’s in the hospital, and-”
“What? How? I-”
…
“Miss Clarin! Are you even paying attention?” Spencer’s eyes went wide as she looke up at her irritated teacher.
“Yes, I am.”
“Could you please focus on your book, I won’t ask you again!” Spencer blushed red.
“Yes Ma’am.” Miss Dixon turned her attention back to her students.
“As I was saying, There were 3 million soldiers who fought in it, but 600,000 gave their life to the cause…”
Ugggh! I’m so bored! Spencer picked up her pen and her imagination slowly took the words on her paper…visualizing Ashley and that night.
…
She ended the call with her dad, flipping off her phone and buttoning up her fly. She was livid with worry.
“I have to go…to the hospital…my brother is…”
“Spence, wait!” Ashley grabbed her by the shoulders, turning her to look at her. She could tell the tears starting to emerge, her cheeks tumbling down off her chin.
“I’ll drive you, ok? You don’t have to be alone. I’m here…”
“I feel so bad, Ashley…My brother…and we were about to…it’s frustrating!” Spencer burst into tears as Ashley embraced her.
“Shh” She soothed.”Don’t worry about it, ok? Another time. Your brother is in trouble. He needs you.” Spencer sighed, bowing her head.
“Alright…” she sighed, and Ash cupped her chin, pulling up to meet her gaze.
“another time…We have all the time we need” Ashley’s lips curled into a seductive smile as she purred,” and then you’re gonna scream for me!”
The blonde blushed a deep red as she was taken aback. Sometimes ashley left her so vulnerable, embarrassed for her crude words. That’s what made her a good friend. Her best friend, and so much more.
“Yeah, right.” She remarked sarcastically.
“Uh-huh, you’re gonna beg and plead for it, like you did not too long ago!” Ashley joked, as The other girl hit her with a pillow.
“Oomph.”
…
” I would soon wait for what my first time was like with a girl, and sometimes I’m curious about how Ashley’s activities in the bed aren’t all “talk.” If she’s serious.”
Spencer grabbed another sheet of paper, her “first time” with a girl in her mind, as she began to write:
“She drove me to her mansion that night…the stars were flickering and the moon was a pale glow of white heaviness that reflected on her milky skin. I got out of the car and the sudden cool breeze made me shiver…not by the night, but of excitement. She grinned at me amusingly, pushing her dark, wavy locks from her perfect face.
I hugged my shoulders as she embraced me.
“You cold?” She husked.
“Not anymore.” And with that, we made it inside, and upstairs, into her room. She grabbed me by the hand as she pulled me into our first kiss. It was deep, and it was passionate and it left me panting and wanting more.”
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RING! The school bell blared, signalling lunch. Spencer looked up from what she had written and fround. She pushed her unfinished story in her backpack, and walked out of class.
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Spencer looked around the lunch area looking for Ashley. No sign of her. She sighed, and sat by a lonely table in the corner. Her mind was blurry after History class, but a little dissapointed that she had only started writing that story, and was struggling to question if she’d ever finish it. It bothered her, considering all her experience in the bedroom was watching past episodes of “The L Word” and reading fanfiction when her family wasn’t around. Who was she fooling? She wasn’t experienced at all, she was still a virgin. Suddenly, a pair of hands covered her eyes.
“Guess who?” A familiar voice met her ears.
“I dunno… Animal, Vegetable or Mineral?”
“Animal.” The voice said.
“Uh…Are you a mongoose?” The blonde asked.
“Uh… No!”
“Ok, ok, not a mongoose…do you have fur?”
“Yes.”
“Claws?”
“Yes…”
“You sure you’re not a mongoose?” asked Spencer.
“Positive.”
“Hmmm…this is hard…I give up, who are you?” The mysterious lips came down dangerously close to her ear.
“I’m a tiger…Rowrr…” She purred, biting down gently on the blonde’s ear lobr. Spencer jumped, but luckily the cheerbreaders and the straps were sitting too far away and didn’t see them. Ashley Davies cackled, took her hands off her girlfriend and sat down beside her on the table.
“Tigress.” Spencer corrected her.
“Hm?” Ashley asked, grabbing a bite of one of her brownies.
“You said Tiger…which is the male version…Tigress is the female version.”
Ashley sat up, coyly smiling.
“You better believe it, baby. And I’m the Queen of the Jungle!”
“That’s a Lion…er-Lioness…”
“-grabbed me by the hand as she pulled me into our first kiss. It was deep, and it was passionate and it left me panting and wanting more.” A voice had interrupted her, and that voice was Madison’s. The head cheerleader. With her paper. She was about to die of humiliation, and never live it down.
“Spencer?” asked Ashley, realizing Spencer had gone positively white.
“You alright?”
To Be Continude…
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