Friends with Benefits: A Teen Lesbian Story

Chapter 2

SUNDAY NIGHT

I stare at my alarm clock, 10:56PM, time to go to bed. It's been a long day; I ran 6 miles, finished all my homework and managed to watch Breaking Bad. I better get to bed, I've got school and work tomorrow.

1:29AM I'm still awake, I can't stop thinking about her. Every song I hear, every story I read, it all relates to her. Why? Why am I wasting so many hours thinking of this beautiful woman? She keeps me up at night. I think of her lips and how they would feel on mine, how I would touch her thighs if we ever slept over, but I wouldn't get sexual. I'd tease until she'd get sexual. I wonder if she likes it rough? Oh god Crystal, contain yourself. Keep it in your pants! Do you even know her? Last time you checked she is very well taken by that girl that is always sticking her tongue down her throat after English. 

2:58AM Alright that's it, I'm going to take some pills so I can knock out, she's captivated my mind. I need to tell her something. But for now, I need some rest otherwise I don't think eye bags will be very flattering in the morning.

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6:30AM
BEEE BEEE BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP
Ugh it's my alarm clock, time for school. I get dressed, brush my teeth, and get in my car. I drive to school, park under a tree so it doesn't get too hot in my black Jetta. I know it's an odd thing to do, but my mom had taught me this little trick, cause no one likes having to sit on hot leather. Gross.

I start walking to the school, on my way I see her, Giselle, maybe I'm still dreaming? She's with a girl, she's leaning against a silver sports car.

My heart drops, a slim figure 5'6 with black long wavy hair is eating my doll's face. I sigh, have a slight shocked look on my face but move on to 1st period. Is it weird to know someone is gay, but not really believe it until you see it? Like that cousin that finally comes home with their loved one? Maybe that's how my mom will feel. 

I sit there, still early for class, slightly confused from what I had seen so I begin to fiddle with my phone. A girl sits beside me, it's Giselle. Eh, now really? 

"Hey, morning" she says with her beautiful smile.

"Oh, hey" I said in a monotone voice.

"You okay?" She's worried. She has a way of always be too caring. In this city, that's extremely rare, most people are heartless. But I'm the kind of person that hates when someone asks me questions about me.

Suddenly, I remembered back at a time when a girlfriend of hers broke up with her before class. She was crying uncontrollably, I didn't even know her name at the time. I quickly just asked the teacher where the tissues were in her class. (I was a new transfer student) I handed her a tissue and gave her a simple friendly smile. She didn't say a thing, the poor girl was choked up and I understood that. She just took them and her eyes spoke. They said they were confused on why I'd been kind to her, but at the same time they said thank you. That was the first time I noticed her eyes had a special way of speaking. And in that time, I frankly thought Giselle was a stuck up cunt. I didn't even know a thing about her. 

"Crystal, is everything okay?" She repeats.

"Yeah, sorry I just hate mornings."

"Doesn't everyone?"

"Ain't that the truth. So about yesterday."

"Yeah?"

"Were you flirting with me?" I wanted to cut to the chase. No games until I knew her intentions.

"Only if you want me to" She wears this confident controlling smile.

"I just saw you with a girl this morning and I don't want to ruin anything"

"Oh you saw that..." She's some what embarrassed

"Yeah... Sooo" I slowly let my words go, waiting for her to speak.

"That's kind of my ex"

"Kind of?"

"It's complicated"

"I got time, if you may"

Mr. Smith starts "Alright class, let's begin...."

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Class ends, we walk out.

I go about my day, in lunch, I took an odd corner turn and saw her and her friend making out. I get jealous but I keep on walking. They are so into it, and passionate, like if it's just them in the world. I wonder what it would be like to make out with her during lunch. Or even in the morning and after school in my car. I would love that. Does this girl seriously expect me to take her serously? Well, I never even came out so I can't really blame her. Ugh, I just hate her ex: Jessica. 

Jessica is a lot taller than Giselle, she has like six inches on her. She usually wears a snapback in the morning (seriously who does that?). She has her hairline trimmed like a boy, with one side shaved off and the rest of her hair is black and wavy. I personally don't have Giselle's taste in women, this alone made me doubt myself, and I'm far from a dyke. But you're damn right I'll dive in for Giselle, that girl makes my heart ache. I can't believe I've been so mushy lately....

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My next class is Algebra 2, while walking to class, that little kitty cat is a few feet ahead of me, the halls are packed and I stare at her ass the entire walk. I even took longer routes to class; damn she has a nice body. Wait, what am I doing?

I go back to class, and daze off. I begin writing about her. I drew lame hearts around the corner of the pages, but very artistic like. I'm a fantastic artist, but I never dedicated myself to it. Waste of time. I'm supposed to major into business next year, no time for the arts. 

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I get to go to work, still thinking about her while I file papers. What did she do to me? I'm filing papers in the wrong folders; the attorney's have been so pissed lately when I can't find the files. Fuck.

I head to the gym after work, struggling to find parking as usual. Of course she is there, but I quickly walk to the changing rooms cause I can't be clingy. 

"Not gonna say hi?" She hugs me. Where did she come from?

"Didn't see you"

"Oh really?" This time she glares at me playfully while raising her eyebrows. They were so well done. 

"Giselle, some people actually come here to work out" I say this while flexing my abs. I'm now sporting my smile, laughing. 

She laughs at my cockiness. "Well then I guess I'm doing something wrong, you should help me with the machines sometime." 

"I'd be glad to be your trainer but this.." (points at abs) "takes commitment, do you think you can commit?" 

"I'll do whatever you tell me to, trainer" This time she looks me dead in the eyes while saying this. What do I even say to this? 

"Then I guess I'll see you around Mrs. Rivers" I grab my bag and start walking out. 

"You're leaving? You just got here, I thought you needed commitment for that"

"Yeah sorry I just remembered I have this thing I have to go do"  Bullshit, I just don't know how to react. 

"Okay well at least get my number so we can workout after school." She tugs my hand and takes a few steps closer and looks me back and forth between my eyes. I think she was looking for something in them. I couldn't help but look into her lips for a moment, they were pink and so full. The locker room was so silent.

Slowly I say "S-u-r-e.., it's.......u-mmm..." I was at a lost of words. I just went, dumb. I was caught up in the moment. She is still looking into my eyes, she smirks and takes my phone from my hand and hands it back. 

"I'll see you around Crystal" There she goes.

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Once I got home I checked my phone, a recent call I made shows the name "Gissy".