Damsel in Distress
Normal College student AU
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Amity walked into her dorm room. 'Finally, last year in this place. I'm gonna miss it.' Nostalgic with memories of her college friends and many fun nights, she went over to her bed, setting down her suitcase. The green-haired girl started to unpack her clothes, folding them neatly into little piles and then going over to her dresser to place them in order of color and size.
Although it seemed like a lot of effort, Amity was pleased with herself. She had always been quite the perfectionist but never had the time to properly organize her own belongings because of the amount of school work she always seemed to have.
She sighed and sat down on the floor taking in the nice autumn air that came from the window she had left open. Unfortunately, Amity's dream oasis was disrupted by a knock on the door. Who could it be?
To the young Blight's surprise, she opened the door to reveal a girl about her age. She was wearing an MCR t-shirt that had holes in it but somehow made it more fashionable, a plaided skirt, with stockings and Demonia trinity boots that seemed to be all the craze at the moment.
Amity looked up from the girl's shoes, now realizing that she also wore many chains and had a tattoo on her right arm of a white flower, and a quote. Amity slowly looked up at her face, now observing the other girl's makeup that was out of this world.
She wore mascara, and eyeline. The eyeliner was dragged out at the bottom of her eyes into little triangles and the wings at the sides were split into two. She even had on a bold, magenta, lipstick that Amity was beyond jealous she could pull off and beautifully golden, tan skin.
The young observant looked down at her own clothes, realizing that she had on the most basic attire of all time, a disappointment to the fashion industry if you must know. She had on a light lavender sweater that was two times too big for her, some ripped jeans, had on some sneakers, and her hair thrown into a messy half-up, half-down do.
She hadn't even bothered so much with her makeup, and just put on some mascara, eyeliner, and a nude shade of lipstick that she know realized didn't really suit her at all but made her look more like a vampire than anything.
The girl in front of her moved uncomfortably under her gaze for a moment, then deciding to speak up instead, exclaimed, "Are you just going to keep staring at me, or are you gonna let your roommate in?"
"Roommate?" Questioned Amity, confused for a moment.
"Yes, Roommate. I'm an exchange student from T.O.H." Explained the young girl.
"Oh! Yes, yes! I'm sorry, haha!" Said the green-haired girl, a bit embarrassed at how shamelessly she had checked out the other girl.
You see, Amity had been questioning her sexuality for a while but it wasn't until last month that she had finally come to terms with the fact that it wasn't just sapphic vibes she gave off, but that she was also very VERY much a raging homosexual.
The brunette turned around, walking quite boldly towards the other girl. "If you're going to stare at my ass, at least do it subtly." She whispered into the young Blight's ear.
Amity couldn't form a coherent thought for the rest of the day after that.
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The raven-haired girl looked up at Amity with a mischievous look on her face. Amity, unaware of the other girl's stare offered to clean up, "May I take your plate now, Luz?".
The other nodded in response, but never once faltered in her admiring of the green-haired beauty, even if her vision was beginning to get a bit fuzzy. "So..uh, you have a boyfriend or something?"
Amity froze in the middle of washing her plate, having to keep her hand on the cold, food-ridden, sponge. "Uh..no. I- I don't." The young girl brought her non-dominant hand up to her forehead, wiping away some of the nervous sweat, it was sticky and moist and Amity hated feeling that way.
She tried her best to hide even though she knew that would be a hopeless solution, and continued with washing the white, almost all clean, dish in front of her until her roommate continued the situation once more.
"I see, so uhm..might be a bit personal but.." inquired Luz as she set her chair back, but her brand new Demonia boots on the table's surface to which Amity could see with her peripheral vision causing her to roll her eyes, "You ever think...or are, uhm, interested in..well, girls?"
Amity dropped the second plate into the sink, causing there to be a loud, ear rattling crash.
The young lesbian chuckled nervously, trying to get her image back together but unfortunately, failing, and deciding to respond to the question.
"Well...I did do some 'soul searching' this summer, in fact, I am. Why do you ask?" questioned Amity unaware of her roommate suddenly getting up, and standing behind her until she could feel her presence.
Luz leaned in, and whispered in her ear, "Because you're cute, darling."
Amity shivered with what seemed to be, pleasure? No. She couldn't seem to put her finger on it, but she felt her chest rising, and face heating up, until finally when she tried to speak her voice was shaky and out of breath.
She turned around slowly, slightly stumbling a bit causing Luz to put her hands on the green-haired girl's waist. "Woah there, darlin'," Luz exclaimed, chuckling a bit.
Amity blushed deep down to the root of her feet and shook her head preparing herself to say what she had meant to. "If I'm so cute, that you have chosen to invade my personal space, what is your plan with me? I am no damsel in distress."
"Feisty...I like it. Well, I have a lot of plans but firstly, you'll have to let me kiss you." Amity just about fainted at the thought of her newfound interest getting so close to her.
Although she wasn't opposed to the idea and proceeded to jump on the counter and loop her arms around Luz's neck.
TBC...