Love letters (BebexWendy)

CHAPTER 12

BEBE

During science I scribble in the back of my notebook.

My tiny doodles turn into detailed portraits of people I found on Pinterest. That's another thing most people don't know about me.

I really like drawing. If people knew then they would bully me into becoming friends with the art freaks and that is social suicide in my opinion.

I like to keep my talents to myself but this is the perfect opportunity to share them with someone.

I begin to draw Wendy. I make sure that she looks just as perfect on paper as she does in person.

Red punches me in the arm.

'What the fuck?' I whisper.

'You're really down bad for Wendy it's embarrassing.' She laughs teasingly.

I shake my head and flip her off under the table. She rolls her eyes.

'I'm glad you told me.' They smile at me.
'Well you didn't exactly tell me but either way it feels good to know I'm not the only lesbian in South Park haha.' She shrugs her shoulders and gives me a pat in the arm.

'Yeah, it's been comforting having you know.' I don't think I've ever been this close with Red before but now that it is happened I wonder why it wasn't sooner.

'Wanna go somewhere after school today? Wendy can come if she wants by the way.'

I rack my brain to try and figure out if I have anything on after school. I continue sketching out and shading in Wendy's hair. I draw each individual eyelash with care.

'Uh yeah I should be free but Wendy can't come since she has debate club.'

Our lousy ass science teacher dismisses us just as I finish up the drawing of Wendy. Yet the drawing isn't fully complete.

I dash out the classroom and run all the way across the school to art. Most of the people I am friends with are in my art class including Wendy and Red.

I pull out a chair and sit next to Heidi and Wendy as a large table filled with water colours and old paint brushes.

I suddenly feel something warm brushing against my thigh and I look under the table to find Wendy's hand. We look up, both of our eyes sparkle for each other.

I reach my hand out so it wraps around hers. Wendy rubs her fingers along the stacks of rings I have on my hand.

Electric shocks zap between our interlocked hands while generating heat.

I look across the table and see Red give me an aggressive wink. I give her a smug look in return.

I interrupt the silence. 'Uh Wendy can I give you something real quick?'

She replies positively and I dig into my bag until I find the folded piece of paper from Science.

Wendy takes it and unfolds it. I watch her face carefully for any sort of reaction.

'Holy shit Bebe! Since when could you draw like this? This is amazing! We look amazing especially you.'

I take a look at the drawing of Wendy and I holding hands once again and feel proud of myself. 

She leans over and softly presses her lips against mine and pulls back after coming to the realisation that there are other people around us.

'Uh guys that is an inside joke Bebe and I both have!' She laughed nervously and I whisper in her ear.

'That's bullshit I've never seen friends kiss each other on the lips as passionately as you both just did' Red points out sarcastically while knowing damn well she knows.

'I agree with Red!' Nichole pipes up.

The others nod and murmur in agreement. 

Wendy takes a deep breathe and grabs my hand.

WENDY

I breathe in a deep breath and reflect on what Bebe said to me before.

'Wendy, they aren't gonna believe that this is some inside joke. I think we should just tell them and get it out the way! Only if you're comfortable doing so though' She whispered.

'Ok so, it wasn't an inside joke' I begin.

'KNEW IT BITCHES!' Red shouts out loudly.

'Well, Bebe and I are dating'

Bebe sits there batting her eyelashes and flicking her hair dramatically as if she has some sort of spotlight on her.

Heidi is the first to reply. 'Awh guys that is so sweet!'

I feel as if an extremely heavy weight has been lifted off of my chest and that I can finally breathe properly once again.

Bebe pulls me over and kisses my check as the other girls call out various different things. I silently thank them all for being so supportive and positive about it.

'Girls, no more of-' The art teacher pauses; '-whatever is going on here. This art assignment is due next lesson so I think you should do more work and less talk.' She waves her hand around gesturing to us as a group while talking.

The whole table bursts out laughing the second the teaches turns her back. Everyone snickers and whispers insults and curse words as her.

Everyone seems to have just moved on from what I just said as if they had expected it.

Bebe seems proud to be my girlfriend and that makes me feel emotions I didn't even know could be felt.

I smile while watching my girlfriend. It hits me suddenly that this is actually real and she is mine.

My girlfriend.

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Do y'all want more on Bebe and Red or not?

I don't know what I'm doing with this story I don't have an ending planned 😭