A Lesbian Story (WIP)

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You know there's something appealing about liking a #badgirl. You know, the one labeled in your school as "bad news" or "dude she literally knocked someone out". So what if she may have possibly knocked someone out and is constantly pissed off and sometimes will curse you out for the smallest thing. Okay, maybe in hindsight I shouldn't want to be attracted to someone like that. But I promise I have a good reason... just wait.

My alarm went off for what seemed to have been the 10th time this morning. I woke up half-asleep, and angrily swiped the snooze on my phones alarm. I picked it up and looked at the time. 10am.

Shit, shit, shit, shit shit shit!

Sometimes I regret doing all my work for hours at night, but do I really want to waste my day? I flung myself out of bed and straight into the shower. For once I actually appreciated my shower that refused to spit out any water warmer then 60 degrees Fahrenheit. The slap of cold water fully woke me up. I skipped washing my hair today, since I was about to be late for my first class of the semester.

I jumped out of the shower and rummaged through my closet for some clothes. That took a bit longer than I had expected, but a good outfit was the only thing I had going for me and I was not about to be caught looking homeless in front of people I would be around for another year. I slapped a beanie onto my mess of curly hair and went straight to the kitchen. My roommate, Nora was already up and using the stove to make what smelled like the best omelet.

"Nor nor, can I have som-"

"Your meal is on the table, take it and go before your late, and no you cant have my omelet. Maybe wake up next time" She interrupted. Nora had already been in college for 2 year. Despite her only being two years older then me she seemed so much better than me. Like she really knew what she was doing with her life... and she was also a really good cook.

I grabbed the container of food off the table, stuffed it into my little bag and sprinted to the door. On my way out I heard

"And next time Indigo, can you please turn down your alarm! Why make 10 of them if you ignore them all!" I could hear the anger in her voice. Which is a very rare thing, she barley gets mad. Maybe it was because I wake up like that every day. But it was fine. She'll get over it. I hope...

I made my way down the apartment stairs. The elevator would take too long and it was already 10:24. I sped to the bus stop near my apartment complex and waited what seemed like ages for the bus to arrive. Maybe life on campus would be better? But the cost of that shit over a simple apartment, seemed like too much debt for me to bear.

The bus finally arrived at 10:40. 10 minutes late but its fine it was just enoughtime for me to get to school. I payed the fare and took my seat. I wasn't paying much attention to my surroundings until I heard a motorcycle. Normally I wouldn't have looked over, they are an everyday thing; But the sound it made was so loud I jerked in my seat.

I looked through the bus window to see who would decided to rev their engine that loud at 10 in the morning. The person was dressed in mostly black, with a bright orange and black helmet that matched that of their bike and jacket.

Damn they have some nice ass muscles... and tattoos

I'd done it again. I've become like one of those girls who fall for people whos face they hadn't even seen yet (dream and corpse stans im looking at you), but damn they were pretty hot. Unfortunately they were just some rando on a motorcycle, so no chance of a relationship there. The light switched to green and the cyclist raced off ahead of us.

The bus finally arrived on campus at 11.

Shit now I have to find my fucking class? Maybe I should set even more alarms.