Dream Land: The Fox's Game

The Graceful Dove

Willow

    Willow watched at a loner and a reject walk into Chemistry class together and can’t help but notice it could be the start of a bad joke. She raised a perfectly groomed eye brow at the look Gemini is giving Sage. Willow knows that look, it’s the ‘please don’t kill me in my sleep’ look. Willow had seen it on her mother’s face plenty of times before when her father stumbles though the front door drunk off his ass. She also couldn’t overlook the very expensive chocolate bar in Gemini’s hand and wonders if business picked up. Willow hated that idea; Gemini was too gorgeous to be a prostitute.  She also hated the look Gemini gave her in the hall before classes. Willow wasn’t good at helping others but she tried for Gemini. Gemini deserved to be treated better, much better then she was being treated now.

  Willow watched from the corner of her eye as Sage and Gemini took a seat at the empty Chemistry station. Sage looked peeved off for some reason, though Willow wasn’t paying attention to that Plain Jane, no she was much more interested in the beauty that is Gemini Griffith. The way her ebony hair shinned in the artificial light and how those pesky sunglasses she wore covered up her eyes. Willow was fascinated with Gemini’s eyes; she didn’t know anyone else with different colored eyes. It made Gemini look just a bit cross eyed but Willow didn’t care.

  “Ms. Grey!’ The teacher snapped. Willow looked up at the red pinched face of the annoyingly loud teacher. Another thing Willow liked about Gemini, she was quiet and soft spoken, though she had a voice on her that rivaled the angels. Willow had forgot her phone in the locker room one day and went back to get it. Gemini was there taking a shower and belting out Rock Faster by Within Temptation. Willow stayed until Gemini had finished showering and even got a look at Gemini’s flawless body without all the layers of clothes and pouted at the injustices of Gemini wearing so many layers all the time.

  “Sorry.” Willow apologized.

  “Spacing out I see.” The teacher lectured. “I expect it from Gemini but you? You’re running for valedictorian this year.” Willow sighed at that. “Sure.” She said simply ignoring the looks from the rest of the class and the urge to look at Gemini.

  Willow figured out a long time ago she was obsessed with everything Gemini, yes she did try to fight it even picked on Gemini a few times but eventually gave in and indulged in her guilty pleasure. Willow didn’t think she was gay, because she’d gone out with guys since she was thirteen and lost her virginity at fifteen in the back of her date’s parent’s cars while waiting for the movie time.

  The teacher continued her lesson and Willow started spacing out again. Tis time though she was thinking of all her past boyfriends and wonder if sex was better with a girl and how it was even possible. Sure Willow had a dildo but she didn’t think it would be very interesting using it on her lover.

  The rest of the day was uneventful. She went to her classes thought about various things, hung out with her friends at lunch gossiped about boring things and started getting nervous as the end of the day approached. Willow would have to deal with the stupid broad her father brought home the night before. Willow remembers being woken up by them stumbling in last night and making the hugest ruckus in the kitchen. Willow ignored them the best she could and by morning she found the disaster zone that sue to be their kitchen and did not envy their house keeper.

  Willow stepped out of the school building in time to catch Britney at it again with Gemini. She was yelling at Gemini for one thing or another while everyone watched. Gemini kept her gaze down trying to ride it out. Willow wanted to do something; she’s imagined how Gemini would look at her after she’d intervened during one of these sessions. How grateful she’d be and maybe, maybe something great would happen. Preferably in a bedroom Willow has had too many quickies in bathroom stalls and the backseats of cars.