Eight
Vanessa's POV:
School started the following Monday. To say I was nervous was an understatement, but I have Brooke, and my other new friends. Brooke Lynn and I rode to school together. We also found out that we basically had the same schedule except my 8th period was art and hers was dance.
"Good luck today, love!" my mom said as I left. I shot her a nervous smile and went to meet Brooke.
Brooke Lynn looked great, as always.
"Ready?" she smiled, and it calmed me down.
"I am now."
We got in Brooke's car and she started driving. A thought popped into my head.
"Brooke Lynn?" I asked.
"Yes?"
"Why haven't you let me drive us anywhere since the mall trip?" I asked, which caused Brooke to laugh.
"Because it scares me."
"Ouch, Mary." I pretended to be offended.
We pulled into the school parking lot and I hesitated to get out.
"C'mon," Brooke smiled sweetly, "I'll be right beside you."
She showed me to my locker then we made our way to homeroom. I instantly got more nervous when I saw the two girls from the mall sitting in the back of the room. Brooke Lynn gave me an encouraging smile, and we sat in the middle of the room. Homeroom was boring. Half an hour of absolutely nothing but stupid announcements.
"I'll be right back." Brooke said.
I sat zoning out while she was gone. She came back, and homeroom was over. On to math.
The morning was uneventful, I was relieved when we got to lunch and met up with the rest of the girls. We sat down and started eating.
"Hey Brooke!" said a girl behind us.
"Hey Adore." Brooke smiled.
"I found your phone in the west hallway bathroom." Adore said, handing Brooke her phone.
"Oh, I didn't even know I lost it. Thanks, Adore." Brooke said, making a weird face. Adore left. "that's weird."
Brooke Lynn shrugged it off. By the time art class rolled around, I was mentally done for the day. Luckily it was the last class and I was able to wait outside the art room for Brooke.
"Ready?" She asked.
"Yes, let's go."
"My parents won't be home until late, want to hang out at my place?" Brooke asked me.
"Sure!" I grinned.
We get to Brooke's and go up to her room.
"What do you want-" Brooke cut me off.
As soon as the door closed my back was against it. Every inch of the dancer's body was against mine as she kissed me.
"I've been wanting to do that all day." She said, trying to catch her breath.
Her lips met mine again as her hands grabbed my hips. She started to move us towards her bed, all while not breaking the kiss. The back of my legs hit the bed and she eased me down on it. I was laying on Brooke Lynn's bed, and she was on top of me. Her lips moved their way to my neck. I inhaled sharply.
"Brooke Lynn.." I managed to say
"Mmm?"
"W-we s-should stop."
Brooke stopped and whined into my neck, then giggled. My skin was hot, flushed, and sensitive. It felt like fire.
"I like making you wiggle though." She smiled into my neck.
"Tease." I said
"You're one to talk!"
I shrugged. Just then we heard a door shut downstairs and we both sat up.
"Brooke Lynn?" I heard her mom say.
"I thought you said they were out late?!" I whispered.
"I thought they were. Fix your hair."
We tried, and somehow succeeded to look natural as Brooke's bedroom door swung open.
"Hey mom!" said Brooke, "thought you and dad had a thing tonight?"
"Hey girls," her mom said, "no that's tomorrow. What are you girls doing?"
"Just talking about the first day."
"How did your first day go, Vanessa?"
"It was good!" I smiled, "It's a nice school."
"Good, will you be staying for dinner?"
"No, my mom and I have a first day of school tradition. Chinese takeout. Thank you though!"
"Alright then I'm going to go to the basement and get a workout in." her mom said then left the room.
Brooke got up and shut the door. She locked it then smiled as she walked back to the bed.
"Where were we?" she asked and I pulled her down on top of me.
~*~
The next day started the same. Everything seemed normal until I got out of Brooke's car. People were laughing...and staring at me? Why me? We get inside and to my locker when I freeze. On my locker was a full length print out of the picture I took for Brooke Lynn last week, the one with the blue bra and panty set. What? How did-? What-?
"Brooke..." I started, and I felt the tears welling up in my eyes, "Brooke Lynn how did-?"
Paybacks are a bitch. Brooke’s text was at the forefront of my mind. Did she do this? Why?
"Vanessa, I didn't." Brooke Lynn looked at me, straight in the eye, "I didn't show anyone. I swear. I would never!"
We looked around at the people staring. I tore the picture down and out of the corner of my eye I saw the two mean girls, Morgan and Tatiana. They were laughing.
"Thanks for leaving your phone in homeroom yesterday, Hytes. You really should have it passcode protected." Said Morgan.
"Yeah, also, your girlfriend there sure is pretty." said Tatiana, "well, if you like short women who sound like men, she is gorgeous."
"Fuck off you guys. Who do you think you are?" Brooke said. She put her arm around me. "C'mon, Vanessa, let's get you out of here."
Brooke Lynn's POV:
I put my arm around Vanessa and walked her outside as the bell rang to get to homeroom.
"Vanessa..." I said, hesitantly.
"I don't want to go back in there, Brooke. Can you take me home? I'm sorry, I just don't want to stay."
"Let's go."
We got in my car and I drove us back home. My parents and Vanessa's mom had already left for work, so we were okay. She tried to tell me I could go back to school but I wasn't leaving her. I followed her up to her room.
"You don't have to do this." She said, “I don’t want you to get in trouble.”
"You're upset. I'm not leaving you alone. I texted Trixie to take the picture down off your locker."
We sat on Vanessa's bed.
"Brooke Lynn." Vanessa started.
"Yes?" I said.
"Where are we going with this?"
"With what?" I was confused, "our day?"
"No, Mary." Vanessa rolled her eyes, "this." She gestured to the both of us.
Oh. This. I thought about it for a second. I liked Vanessa, really liked her. I thought she was beautiful. I've never felt this way about a human before. We had really gotten to know each other well since we met. She made me happy. I felt like myself again. I liked everything about her. Which sparked other feelings. Am I a lesbian? If I am, I surely can't tell my parents. They'd kill me. I very well could keep it from them. That might work.
"Hello?" Vanessa's voice snapped me back to reality, "Earth to Brooke Lynn?"
"Sorry, lost in thought." I said, looking down at my hands, "Vanessa, I-"
"I get it, you don't like me like that."
"No, I do. I was just about to say that. I like you a lot, Vanessa." I said quietly, "I like you more than I've ever liked anyone. You are a special person, and I have never felt this way before. So, I'm scared. It's natural. But I like you."
A grin stretched on Vanessa's face. The next thing I knew, she was hopping on top of me and pushing me down on her bed. Her lips met mine. There was the electricity again. Every time we kissed my skin felt like it was pulsating. Our tongues danced against each other's. She tugged at the bottom of my shirt. I knew she wanted to take it off. My heart raced. I sat up slightly and she slipped it off. She sat up, straddling my hips. I got very self-conscious as she stared at my upper body. She was grinning. She leaned down and started giving me little kisses all over my neck and chest.
"Brooke Lynn, you are so very beautiful. Never forget that." Vanessa said, "I love your skin." Vanessa lightly sucked on the skin just below my collar bone, "It's such a nice color."
"Just don't leave any marks please." I said, trying to catch my breath.
"Oh, Mami, where's the fun in that?" Instant goosebumps all over my body.
"Alright," I said, "then just leave them where they can be covered."
I pulled Vanessa’s shirt off as well and I was in awe. Her tan skin looked good next to my fair skin. Will I ever stop being amazed by this girl's beauty?
Vanessa's hand went to the button on my pants, and I froze.
"Vanessa." I started.
"Too soon?" she asked, and I nodded. She smiled her sweetest smile.
She laid down next to me and I pulled her close. Vanessa yawned and nuzzled her face into my neck.
"I'm sorry, Vanessa." I said, "I should've been more careful."
"What do you mean?"
"With the picture."
Now Vanessa was going to get bullied because of me.
"Shhh." She said, "it's going to be alright. I promise."
We laid in silence. The next thing I knew, Vanessa was snoring, and my eyelids were getting heavy.