Marcelina levy is a normal seventeen year old girl who's just trying to get through high school... except she's gay and has a raging crush on cool girl Jenevieve
But that could never happen because levy's parents are extremely religious so she tries...
The day passed by me in a panicked blur. The moment mine and Jenny's names came out of ms.Ortiz's mouth I felt like throwing up from a mixture of emotions. The primary ones being nervousness and stress.
After my embarrassingly awkward reaction to Jenny waving at me Riles made it his life's mission to never let me live it down. Part of his mission included the imitation of my distorted smile and fucked up wave
"Hey if you were partners with the love of your life you wouldn't have done any better Dick head!" I said in a hushed offended tone causing him to laugh even harder
"Yea, yea I'm sorry I know is hard but at least your not partnered up with Chris" he said letting his laugh die down a bit
"Yea true dat,anyways Byeee"I said and as we were about to part he recreated my face and wave disaster from earlier as his was of saying bye making my eyes roll so far to the back of my head I saw a a little bit of my brain.
I finally got a break from his incessant mockery when we split up to go to the locker rooms.
The lockers were organized by sports with basketball ball which is Jenny's sport being in the front and tennis being all the way in the back.
Personally this has always bothered me a bit because I feel like there's a bit of favoritism going on here... there most sports crammed in to this little locker room ( it was average Im just heated) but there was a completely separate BIGGER locker room just for the girls soccer team and the cheerleaders connected only by the hallway to exist!! But I digress...for now
On a usual Day I would have slowly walked past the front in hopes of getting the slightest view of Jenny changing ( in the least creepy way possible...) but today I practically sprinted to my locker greeting my tennis girls which includes two of my best friends one being Luna and the other being jasmine, jazz as we call her was a cute ol' thing she was an inch or two taller than me with deep caramel skin and a brace filled smile that warmed my heart!!
I said my warm but hasty hellos in hopes of bolting out of the locker room before Jen had a chance to try and ask me why I'm a complete weirdo. ( or ask about our project)
unfortunately god was not on my side seeing as the second I took off my shirt Jenny parks soft hands tapped my shoulder making me jump so high my head practically went through the roof.
What has my life come to here I am tits out and mouth hung open like a fish in-front of the most beautiful woman to walk the earth .
"Oh I'm sorry Marcy I didn't mean to scare you" she said in soft voice that hit my ears the same way music does
I guess she felt embarrassed about scaring me because a soft tinge of pink painted her cheeks.
Marcy Marcy Marcy.... no one calls me that most ppl just call me levy. I like Marcy though it's... cute
Jazz elbowed my Side and giggled as quickly as she could which snapped me back to reality "oh don't worry about it Jenny" yay me!! No Matter how strained I sounded I still managed to form a full sentence in the presence of Jenny
"Okay um sorry... I just wanted to ask if you'd like to work on the project after school today " she said practically looking at the ceiling with the same blush on her cheeks
"Sure thing jenster... uh where?" JENSTER!!! I just called my Jenevieve JENSTER!! Lord take me now!
She let out a small laugh at the same time jazz and Luna did "is your place good?"
"Yes ma'am" why, why must i be the most awkward creature in the world?
"Okay see u later Marcy" she said with a sweet smile and a wave as she walked away... damn that skirt was working wonders.
Hysterical laughter pored out of two of my best friends as I tore my eyes off of Jenevieves sweet ass. Lord here we go...
After we got dressed we met up with riles so we could walk to the tennis courts together
Aw I love my friends but how I wish they had a mute button right about now.
"You assholes think it's funny to make fun of your sweet adorable friend who is in the mists of a inner queer turmoil ??" I said in the most melodramatic tone possible. Despite all my efforts my friends took turns swapping stories of the tragic events that unfolded today anyways.
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