GirlxGirl A collection of fluff, smut, and everything in between (Lesbian Stories)

Can't Help Falling In Love With You

The bell rings and I stand up from my seat, collecting my papers and placing them neatly into my binder.

"Alright everybody, get out! I have a meeting now that I need to get to!" Our teacher calls out over the commotion of everyone collecting themselves.

"One more block," I say to myself as I pick up my books and prop them onto my hip. Forty-five minutes of study hall, I can do this.

I catch the classroom door with my foot as it's closing and go out into the hall. I stand for a moment holding the door open for my teacher.

"Thank you Maddy," she says, rushing out the door.

I let the door close behind her, not bothering to correct her with my name. Everyone is always mistaking us for eachother, saying that we look so alike, and that our names are so similar. I mean, Sadie and Maddy do sound alike, but Maddy has much softer features than me.

Rather than having my sharp cheekbones, she has soft, yet prominent cheekbones that elegantly add a curve to her face. My hair is short and often times frizzy with flyaways, her hair is short like mine as well, but it's always perfectly sculpted into something that I could never achieve. My appearance is complete trash, while she is the definition of poise and beauty. I don't know if Maddy is life goals or wife goals.

I make my way down the hall, avoiding the paths of the upperclassmen. They don't intimidate me because they're older, I'm just really short and small and weak, and I don't want to be accidentally shoved into a locker or wall today.

I finally get to the computer lab and open the door for myself. I get in and walk over to my usual computer. It's tucked away into the back so if I sleep, talk, or use my phone the teacher won't see and I can get away with it. Don't mind me, just living the thug life over here.

The computer lab starts to fill up as the second bell rings. I ignore the people coming in and log onto my desktop, pulling up my Google Drive (because Microsoft is gross) and Gmail. Nothing new in my inbox, just messages from friends asking me to edit their papers.

Suddenly someone sits down next to me just as the late bell rings. And of course, it's Maddy now sitting next to me.

"Hey," Maddy says to me with a small nod. I return the gesture and turn back to my computer screen, trying to seem nonchalant.

Maddy looks at me, her eyebrow raised.

"Are you okay?" she asks. A blush races it's way up my cheeks.

"Uh, yeah," I reply, hiding my face. She reaches out and gently touches me arm.

"You sure?"

I look over at her face, "Yeah, I'm sure."

Maddy nods and turns away. I look back at my computer screen, mentally cursing myself. God dammit Sadie, stop embarrassing yourself in front of your crushes. It's making you look like even more of a loser than you already are. 

I quickly start typing away on my paper, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach. It doesn't take long before I'm swept away in the flow of my paper. I'm writing a sentence about how Bob Dylan's symbolism differs from Dylan Thomas' symbolism when my computer screen suddenly goes black. 

I turn on Maddy as she quickly pulls her hand away from the power button on my monitor. 

"That paper looked like it was stressing you out," she says, trying to stifle a laugh. I continue glaring as she smiles at me.

"I hate you," I say, earning a laugh from Maddy. 

"Nah," she replies, "you love me."

"True," I say with a nod, just as the bell rings. Around us, everyone shuts their computers off in a hurry and rushes out the door. Neither Maddy nor I move.

"So," she says once everyone is gone.

"So," I reply back.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" she asks, her voice turning hopefully upwards.

"Yeah, I'll be here. I mean I already have too many absences so..." my voice trails off.

Maddy stands up with all her stuff. "Okay, yeah," she says walking towards the door, "I'll see you tomorrow then." She then bumps into a chair and nearly stumbles over. 

"Shit! Oh fuck... Bye!" She rushes out the door, her face bright red.

I smile and cover my face with my hands, the feeling in my stomach growing just a little bit bigger for a beautiful girl named Maddy.