The Love of my Life (Bisexual)

Chapter One

Jenna's P.O.V.

As I lay here on my bed, I just can't stop thinking about the things I wish to have, but I obviously cannot. I've been spoiled to death and if my parents don't care about anything other than how I dress, my grades, and their strict no cussing policy, I should be fine, right? Well, that's not the case right now. The thing is my dad is a preacher and has been for the past 7 years. Although, I realize I have the life a million people could ever wish for, I would really love my life a lot more, if I could come out of the closet and not worry about what my family will do or say or think about me.

Hi, my name is Jenna Styles and I am currently 17 years old, with dirty blonde hair that goes to the middle of my back and is full of volume and life. I also have bright blue eyes and am very fit, not too skinny, but not too chubby either. I am 5 foot 8 inches tall with 38C sized boobs. Not to sound struck on myself, but I'm an extremely beautiful, spoiled, and rich cheerleader, that has secretly been bisexual for quite some time now.

I have been dating a guy named Sam ever since I was in the 3rd grade, up until the time I got in 6th grade. Six weeks into the school year, he got googly eyes for some other girls and then I find out he's cheating on me, so I break up with him. My best friend, Rachel, was there when this happened; she was my shoulder to cry on. At that moment, I realized I had feelings for Rachel, the way I felt about her at the time was nothing I had ever felt before. I wondered, “How could I feel like this for my best friend?”

We were sitting on the balcony of her house, me crying in her shoulder, then I opened my mouth, about to speak when Rachel stops me and says, "Jen, you don't have to explain. I know how you feel right now, and I'm coming to stay with you tonight." I nodded my head, and even if I hadn't there's nothing I could do to stop her. Rachel stayed at my house often, but seeing how her parents would go off on trips and never even ask if she was interested in coming along. I wanted to tell Rach exactly how I felt about her and I had every intention, before she started talking that is.

Rachel was 2 inches shorter than me with shoulder length brunette hair, blue/green eyes, and a body sculpted almost exactly like mine, but with a bra size of 40C. Her hair was half way full of shine, volume and life. Rachel wasn't really popular, but in my eyes, she was perfect! Although she never hung out with popular people, she was funny, loving, kind, accepting, and not particularly poor but neither was she rich, gorgeous, random, and a whole lot more. She was literally everything anyone could ever ask for.

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Rachel's P.O.V.

As I sat with Jen lying in my arms, I knew my feelings were getting the best of me. Jenna opened her mouth and I heard a deep breath come from her, so I had to say something before she did. I had this gut feeling that if I didn't say something, she would have feelings for me and finally open up to me about them. After I say, "Jen, you don't have to explain. I know how you feel right now, and I'm coming to stay with you tonight," I feel like such a coward. I have been waiting for Jen to open her heart to me for all these years, but I had to stop her! I felt like the stupidest coward in the world! Why did I have to stop her?? Why couldn't I let her just speak what she was going to? Why did I have to be so stupid!?!?! When Jenna and I arrived at her house, there was a note on the island in the center of her kitchen that read "Jenna, we're off bike riding and gone to watch a movie later on. No need to stay up and wait. Amanda is with Candice and Dillon; she'll be staying the night with them tonight. Lock the doors. Love, Mom and Dad."

At this point I felt like the luckiest person ever!! I was all alone, with my crush, in her bed, with her in my arms crying because of some jerk! I thought to myself, now would be the perfect opportunity to come out and tell Jenna how I really feel about her, but then I thought again after looking into her teary eyes, but that would make it weird for us tonight. I'll tell her tomorrow. That night she had fallen asleep in my arms while I was brushing my fingers through her silky soft hair. After I noticed she was asleep, I decided to lay her down and go use the bathroom, and then I brushed my hair and teeth. When I came back I was pleased to see that she was still peacefully sleeping. I bent down and gave her a kiss and then I felt like a 100% total creep, but at least I got to kiss her goodnight.

The next morning I was wakened by the sound of her shower and the smell of freshly scrambled eggs. As I entered the kitchen, Jenna's mom had a surprised look on her face and said, "Well, Rachel if I had known you stayed the night I would've made extra. But that's okay; I was planning on doing so anyway." I reply with "No, it’s okay. You don't have to make me anything, I'm okay. I promise,” with a smile upon my face. Jenna's mom would not accept that though.

I went back into Jenna's room and lied on her bed waiting to hear her shower go off, just so I could walk in on her getting out. I'm honestly not usually this horny when I stay with her, but this past week has been hell for her and I am just the person for her to be with. I stared off into space thinking about how perfect I and she would be together, then about 10 minutes later I heard the shower go off. She got out and I acted sleepy when I came into the bathroom. I opened the door and her eyes quickly took over more than half her face. I giggled and slipped in water on the floor. She sounded worried, when she quickly jumped out of the bathtub and leaned over me still naked and dripping with water. I slowly rose up and responded with a kiss on the lips.

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Jenna's P.O.V.

I started to get out of the shower, when I heard the door open. It was Rachel and of course miss clumsy just fell on the wet floor. I rushed out of the shower to check and see if she was okay. I hadn't even noticed I was dangling over her body naked and wet, but I didn't care. I loved that Rachel got to see me naked first thing in the morning, and when I asked if she was okay, I was shocked by an answer of a kiss of the lips. I took that as a sign that she was okay.

I could tell I was blushing, so I quickly got up and turned around. I think Rachel got a little embarrassed because she left the room as quick as possible. I was so happy Rachel felt the same for me as I did for her. I got dressed and went to set on my bed beside her.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to act like that. Please tell me you're not embarrassed. I really like you too, and it just shocked me when you kissed me. I knew how bad I was blushing and it felt kind of weird still leaning above your body while I was still wet and naked after you kissed me."

"You do!?"

"Haha, that must have been all you caught out of that. And yes Rachel, I do. I think I've liked you the whole time I was with Sam in the first place. I just didn't know how to show it. Sorry."

"Oh, okay. It's fine. I just didn't want to make myself seem like a whore in some weird way."

"How would you act like a whore?" I found my voice grow softer after each word. "All you did was kissed me Rachel!"

"You know what I mean Jen! In a way, I really wanted this to happen, but now it will probably be really weird between us."

"Okay, okay. Well, first of all, I don't see what is so weird about us or this. It's only weird if we make it weird. And I know that I am not and will not make it weird. I truly like you and if you would ever be together, we will have to get over the fact you are best friends, and don't even think about if something goes wrong in the relationship, would we still be the same friends. I think we should go out today. Not as a date, but as friends. We can go to the mall, movies, and then go eat. We can talk about all this while we are gone so none of my family hears us."

Then my mom yelled, "Breakfast is ready!" I look over at the clock and see the time is currently 11:47 am. "We will leave at 2:30." I demanded before leaving my room.

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Rachel's P.O.V.

I can't believe it! This is the happiest day of my life! Jenna feels the same way about me as I do about her! This is great! We are going out today, not as girlfriend and girlfriend, only friend and friend. But I'm still going out with her, what will I wear? Her mom yells for me to come eat once again. Once I get to the dining table the only seat left empty is beside Jenna. Jenna is close to the open chair with a smile on her face from ear to ear. I can tell she's excited and happy for today too.

As I set in the chair pulled away 6 inches from Jenna, all I can think about is her. I feel Jenna's hand trying to entwine with mine. I am happy beyond belief and breakfast is over before I know it. I get up, unlock fingers with Jenna, and put my dirty dishes in the sink like always. I immediately go to the shower so I can get ready as soon as possible. I come out and find her starring at the shower curtains and then she looks my body up and down repeatedly. I take a deep breath when she walks toward me, but I was relieved when all she did was get a hair brush out of the bin beside me. I get dressed, fix my hair, and gather my shoes, cell, and purse. We leave the house at 2:35 pm and I have a million butterflies fluttering in my stomach right now.