Unexpected (lesbian story)

Fourth grade

*Violet's POV* (They're in 4th grade in this chapter, just bare w/ me here guys) 

I arrived at school early today. Normally I was pretty late, even though my mom drove me, and I didn't ride the bus. Though, as much as I tried to convince her, she insisted on driving me. Which was a shame. Because if I did ride the bus, I would've gotten to sit by Juliet. Juliet rode the bus. She always had. Ever since that first day of kindergarten, when we'd met. And to this day, I have no doubt in my mind, that the day I met Juliet was the best day of my life. I didn't have many friends here at my elementary school. And certainly not as many as Juliet. But of the ones I had, she was the one I loved most. I sat on the school playground, surrounded by one or two other kids who had arrived early. I did this most days that I arrived early. I sat and waited for Juliet. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a school bus pull up. My head shot up. Sure enough, getting off of the school bus, first in line, was Juliet. Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. She hopped off the steps of the bus, her feet hitting the concrete. Her red hair was down today, flying out behind her, long and beautiful. She had a little blue bow in, and she wore a cute little pink dress. I looked down self consciously at my cat t-shirt, and ripped up blue jeans. As soon as she was off the bus, she was running full speed towards me. "VIOLET!" She reached me, and flung her arms around me. "Hi Violet!" She said excitedly. "Early again?" I nodded. She beamed adorably. "Sorry I couldn't get here sooner. I know how lonely you get" She said apologetically. "It's alright" I replied. (Even though I had been very lonely) She began to talk about something that had happened last night, but I found it hard to pay attention to anything she said. I just couldn't focus on anything except the shine of her hair, and how pink her lips were. My mind began to wander. "What if I just kissed her?" I thought to myself. "No. No. Stop Violet. Why would you kiss her? She's your best friend. Just your friend. And besides, girls aren't supposed to kiss girls. Right?" 

"Violet?" I blinked. 

"What?" I asked, confused. Juliet pursed her lips. "I asked if you like my dress" She said, sounding hurt  that I hadn't been paying attention. "I was telling you how my mom bought it for me last night. So. Do you like it?" She asked again, regaining her perkiness. I nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, it's really pretty" I said, attempting to fake enthusiasm. My mind was clouded. I couldn't believe I had considered kissing her. Why would I even think that? These thoughts needed to go away.