--------- Coffee Shop, 7:20 A.M ---------
"so what inspired this little get-up today?" Madison says as we wait in line for our coffees. "thought you didn't wanna turn a lot of heads on your first day."
"umm, I don't know. Mean full disclosure, I do feel little silly in it, but Sabrina suggested it and, she seems to like it." Why can't I talk around her. I'm a fluttering, stuttering mess. it's probably the dress. Feel so exposed. So vulnerable. Like I'm about to get snatched up or exposed or even worse-
"hey what can I get you- ohhhh nice dress you got there girl." uh oh. I recognize that voice. I keep staring at Madison and don't stop. Why does Bailey have to work here. Sabrina, however nudges me to speak up.
"ummm thank you. miss." I can't even look at her. Even though I'm not staring at her I know she's enjoying this. FOR A FACT.
"She actually picked it out herself, its one of her favorites. She has such great style. She loves fashion." Sabrina says, in an attempt to make Bianca a new friend. She gives me the eyes, of I'm trying to help you, heres a friend. If only she knew.
"Well. You must have great taste. and such confidence. Seriously. I mean, I'm not like a girly girl, i get self consious in dresses and such very easily, l so you in this, out in public. THATS amazing. What's your name sweetie?" I can't even look at her, I go for Madison for support but she's more or less the same as me. Silent in front of Bailey. Scared. Why is she scared of Bailey?
"Bianca. That's hi-her name. Bianca." Sabrina says, giving me what the fuck eyes.
"Yes, sorry My name is Bianca." My cheeks are red but not redder than her desire to embarress the shit out of me looking like this. "Aweeee. How adorable. That's such a pretty name." She says, though this time I look, and she gives me the most wicked wink I've ever seen. Silence fills the void between us. Sabrina, the outsider of our situations with her, breaks the ice and orders our coffees. As she and Bailey talk about Sabrina's brother and her dating and cheerleading tryouts that are today. I try and talk to Madison as causal. But we both had that idea and end up spekaing at the same time. like in the movies. so out of sync today.
"Sorry, you go first." she says. Just as flustered as I am.
"Thank you." I laugh, genuine laugh. this what she's like? Is she just this shy cause I know that she's queer? It's kind of adorable honestly. Never really seen Madison this shy and flustered before. So honest. "Are you excited for try outs?"
"Oh. Yeah. I'm scared though. It's been a few months and these freshman are insane and-"
"You'll be great. I know it. Ben told me you were amazing."
"Thank you. That's sweet of him to say. Oh god, I'm worried about him. Sabrina's brother is driving him to school today. He doesn't really have a lot of friends so I just want this to work out."
Right fuck. Issac is "driving me" right now. I need to talk to him for some sort of alibi.
"I'm sure he'll be fine. He's a good kid." I say. It'll never not be weird talking about myself in third person.
"Thanks. Are you gonna try out today?" She asks me. I start chuckling and blushing. Start denying that I would be any good at such thing. That nothing as such would interest me. Even though it's been heavy on my mind, not even within the last few days. I always had a simple interest in gymnastics and dancing and that such, which only been growing since hanging out with Madison and after dancing with Sabrina the other day, has been on my mind more and more.
We have a friendly argue back and forth about it. Her telling me I'd be good at it and I obviously have the body for it. Me, kindly refuting. It goes on for a bit until the devil interrupts us, "Bianca, I have your coffee."
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Becoming the Schools Sissy Slut
Ficción GeneralBen was just an ordinary high-schooler, until one humiliating incident after another, causes him to be in multiple blackmailing schemes all centered around him. forcing him to be who he was really and truly meant to be. Whether he agrees with it or...
