School and it's Pleasures

I've been moved around for years and years, and now this?
Boarding school.
Well, I guess it is better than staying with the Devil, a.k.a, My Aunty Rae...


5. Chapter Five-Skye

I woke up, rubbing my eyes like usual, and look over at Amity's bed. There she was, as beautiful as an angel, sleeping peacefully. I walk over to her before getting ready for school, and stroke her hand. At first a look of worry crossed her face, but she soon relaxed. I got ready for school in record time because I wanted to be there when Amity woke up just because I felt like I should be the first thing she saw when she woke up. I looked up at the clock to see what the time was, and decided to leave her sleeping when sitting there watching her nearly made me late for class. Don't worry, I left her a note saying that I decided to leave her asleep because she looked really  tired.

In the end, I decided to skip classes today too, but I didn't go back to the room. Instead, I hung out at the school oval, sitting alone on the grandstand thinking about all the things over the course of the past eleven days. The day Amity first came to this school was probably the highlight of these days. Just as I started thinking other things about Amity, I heard a noise from underneath the grandstand. Slowly, I get up and look inbetween a gap between the steps to see who it is. I put my hand over my mouth to suppress a gasp when I first see them, completely out of sheer astonishment.

It was Paige.

She was crying.

After having a quick battle with myself, I eased myself through the gap between the steps and headed towards her. Yes, I know that she outed me, but I have never seen her cry.

She didn't see me come towards her, so when I touched her shoulder she jerked, but she didn't stop crying until she looked to see who it was.

"What are you doing here, why aren't you with you're girlfriend, the runt?"

She shook my hand off her should and crossed her arms, eyes darting around as if she wanted to find a way out.

"I don't have a girlfriend, and I was out here because I needed a mental health day."

Paige snickered at that.

"Yeah, because being a lesbian is some sort of mental affliction."

"Only in my head."

Slowly, Paige relaxed considerably. Her shoulders weren't as tense and her knuckles weren't white. Once all obvious signs of tense-ness had disappeared, she slid down the wall, shoulders slumped forward and head in her hands, slightly sobbing.

I followed her down, and just sat there. If she wanted to tell me what was wrong, she could, but I wasn't going to force her.

Her head rose from her hands, and she looked at me. She actually, for the first time in years, looked me in the eyes.

"I…appreciate that you sat here with me, but you didn't have to."

"I was your friend once, it has to mean at least something."

"I never should have said those things to you, you know?"

I knew.

I knew what she was talking about. When I first had started developing certain feelings for girls, I came to her first. She said that I was stupid. She said some things that had ended our friendship all because she was homophobic.

"Aren't you scared I'm going to convert you or something?"

I tried to take the edge out of my voice, but it just was not possible. I saw Paige flinch as the words sunk in, and she averted her eyes.

"You never told me why you were scared of homo-"

I turned to her while I asked this question, and became utterly shocked when Paige's lips met mine.

For a minute, I sat there, absolutely stunned, then went with it. It wasn't like kissing Amity, obviously, Paige was careful, apprehensive, slow. Amity was too, but Paige was even more careful than she was.

I don't know how long it was until we seperated, leaving us both staring at the ground in front of us.

"Does that answer your question?"

I nodded slowly, thinking of the implications from kissing Paige. Technically, Amity and I weren't together, but I was in love with her. I guess what she doesn't know won't hurt her.

We sat there without talking for what felt like ages, then looked at eachother. Just in that moment, so much happened. Paige locked her lips onto mine, and I wrapped my arms around her neck.

That's how it went down. Basically, we were making out under the grandstand.

Eventually, Paige left, leaving me under the grandstand very sore and very confused.

"Did I just do that?"

I had to say it out loud just to prove to myself that I wasn't dreaming.

I kept imagining what Amity would do to me if she found out.

After sitting under the grandstand for a while thinking about all these things, I leave the oval, hoping that leaving it would make me forget all events that had happened there.

I headed back to the dorm room, finding Amity still asleep on her bed. I walked into the bathroom and splashed water over my face, just to be absolutely sure I wasn't dreaming. I wiped my face and stared hard at my reflection in the mirror. Could you tell that I had done anything with Paige? I ripped my eyes from my reflection and walked back into the actual room. I sat on my bed for a couple of minutes before lying down with Amity, wrapping my arms around her, kissing her neck gently and inhaling her scent. She groaned and turned to face me, sleepy blue eyes looking into mine.

"Is it time for school?"

God, her voice was so sexy when she first wakes up.

"Nah, you slept through it."



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