Break The Lesbian's Heart [Lesbian Story]

Chapter 1. She asks me out!

CHAPTER ONE

Alexis' POV

"Hey Lexi, what do you think should we eat to make ourselves satisfied?" asked Brett, one of my friends and one of the jocks, as he slung his arms around my shoulders.

Brett is a very (surprise, surprise!) muscular man, with a height of six feet two. He has red hair that he likes to style into a mohawk (which is ridiculous), and a pair of green eyes that can be mistaken as blue or gray. Despite being popular, he is a very friendly person. Plus, he's gay, and he's proud.

I turned my head to grin at him, and said, "I don't know. Anything that is not poisonous is okay with me."

The bell rang about three minutes ago, screaming it's now lunch time. So, I'm sure you know where we're headed right now. 

"How about pizza?" Jamie, the head cheerleader, said.

Jamie is one of my closest friend, she's been with me since freshman year until now that we were seniors, we still stick together. She said, and I quote "I'll follow you to the ends of the Earth, my friend! So, whether you like it or not, you'll end up seeing me every single day of your life." And she did stick with her promise, because she moved in to the house next to mine! Anyway, she is just like any typical cheerleader - blonde, beautiful, sexy, flexible, alluring, whatever! But there's something that makes her different from the others. It's her height. She is just five feet two. I'd say don't underestimate her, because even if she's a midget (her words, not mine), she's very talented. She can sing (she's a soprano) and she can also play the guitar (which is cool for a lady), and she can dance so gracefully (no surprise there). 

"Pizza again? I swear we just ate pizza last night! Do you not want to try something else? Why are you so faithful to pizza?" Brittany, Brett's twin, said.

Brittany is a replica of Brett, except that she has a long hair, she is five feet eight like me, and she wears glasses. Yep, Brittany is a nerd, and we're not ashamed of having her in our group. 

"Is it my fault that I can't help being faithful to pizza? He's so yummy!" Jamie said while licking her lips.

"He? Eww Jamie! Shut up! You think a pizza's like a guy? Oh, mental images, leave my mind this instant!" Brittany exclaimed.

"Hey! It's not like I said that pizza is a guy! I just used the word 'he'. Plus, you started it! You asked me why am I so faithful to pizza! That means you also think that a pizza is a person. You're eating pizzas, and you love them! I therefore conclude you also love eating a guy." Jamie said. "And for your information, unlike you, I would never ever eat a guy!"

"What? Oh my gosh! Brett! Take her far away from me please!" Brittany said, giving Brett her best pleading look.

"Britt, even if I took her away from you, I can't stop her mouth from being so loud." Brett said.

"I think I know what can stop her from saying anything." Ethan said.

Ethan is six foot three, has black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He's Brittany's boyfriend for 2 years.

"What?" Brett asked.

"Kiss her." Ethan suggested.

"Why, that's a good idea mate!" Brett said, smirking. He took his arms off of my shoulders, and took long steps towards Jamie while Jamie squealed and ran away from him.

I shook my head. 

Even though she's certain he wouldn't kiss her, she still ran. 

We all laughed as Jamie attempted to outrun him, but failed. 

"So, how about we buy that steak Mrs. Ross' is so famous at?" Brittany asked.

I beamed at her. "Steak it is!" I said enthusiastically. I missed eating Mrs. Ross' infamous steak, and the mash potatoes - Yum! "And macaroni! Oh! And I also want ice cream for dessert!"

Mrs. Ross' is our lunch lady, and she's so good at cooking. In fact, she cooks the most delicious steak that I have ever eaten. And yes, our cafeteria offers steak, pizza, spaghetti, macaroni, mashed potatoes, ice creams, and cakes. 

Our school is that awesome.

"It's really a wonder why your stomach is so flat Lex. You eat like a dinosaur who hasn't eaten for years." Ethan said, which made me laugh.

"I just have a very fast metabolism and..." I trailed, because as soon as we enter the cafeteria, they all stopped walking and stared at something, or rather someone. 

I followed their gazes, only to find Cassidy Jimenez standing in our lunch table, looking incredibly sexy in her red halter top and skinny jeans complete with a pink heels, while holding a microphone.

What's she doing?

All students around us were silent and immobile with their mouths slightly ajar, staring at Cassidy and waiting for her to say something. 

Suddenly, her gaze shifted to where I was standing, and I saw her eyes lit up as if I was a switch that turned it on.

Dream on, Alexis.

Was it wrong to think that my first love was staring at me like she loves me too?

Yes, Alexis. It's completely wrong! Don't assume!

And it's not as if she would even like me, nor would she even consider to actually date me, because she's straight.

With these thoughts running around in my head, imagine my surprise when Cassidy held up the microphone to her mouth and said, loud and clear, the words I never imagined to come from her.

"Alexis delos Reyes, will you go out on a date with me?"

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