My Fat Lesbian- ON HOLD.

Meeting the Bitch

Meeting the Bitch.

Immediately the bus started discharging, girl by girl we lined up and started to get out of the bus. My eyes trailed up and saw the blue haired girl stare at me with curiosity as I squirmed uncontrollably. My face was red, noticing that I'm the tallest girl in here.

"Oh, wait, my name is Delilah!" She squeaked, then extended her hand for me to shake. I slowly took it, rubbing my thumb against her finger slightly. Her skin was impossibly soft, and my cheeks turned into fire again.

Compared to her hand, my hand was chubby and fat. I looked down, feeling embarrassed and suddenly I was walking inside the building. Beautiful, Angel-covered wallpaper adorned the walls in pastel blue colors. Something light and feminine.

"We are here!" Delilah informed, and then she smiled slightly, cheeks lifting up as I see her pearly white teeth. "Pretty cool, right?" She questions, looking around as I was. My eyes trailed the chandler that hanged in the middle of the narrowed hall.

         It swung slightly from side to side, the hum of modern opera bouncing off the walls. My eyes widened as I see how beautiful the school is, girlish adorning and ornaments around it.

           Suddenly, my eyes slid back and my eyes widened as I saw the beauty that stood before us. She was just a couple feet away, pressed against the lockers with books on her hand as a redhead talks to her.

I didn't know for how long I was gaping at her, but it must've been a lot if Delilah had to slap the back of my head to remind me of reality.

"What?" I laughed, and Delilah shook his head, I turned around, wanting to see the beautiful girl again, just to be met with a sour scenery. The girl apparently had a girlfriend, making me cringe.

My eyes widened again, noticing they were being openly lesbian. The redhead had her hands against the beautiful girl's waist, drawing in closer and everyone disregarded it as normal.

"What? Is it okay to openly be kissing each other? They're lesbians?" I questioned, making Delilah frown at me as I pass her my schedule since she asked for it. She looked at the beautiful girl and at the redhead, coming back to stare at me with a scowl.

        "You don't know? Daniella, LAMA stands for Lesbian Academy for the Most Advanced! Every girl must be lesbian to come here, it's not mandatory, but I'm sure a straight girl will feel awkward around a bunch of girls that like girls." She stated, and I nodded awkwardly, not knowing how to respond. Suddenly, a thought came to mind and I raised my eyebrows.

"A-are you...l-lesbian?" I stuttered, my cheeks heating up uncontrollably to the point I felt incredibly embarrassed. She looked at me with dark eyes, a loose strand of hair covering one eye.

"Why? Do you have a problem with it?" She retorted, quickly jumping to her defensive mode. I shook my head wildly, watching her scowl turn to a relief sigh. She smiled at me, and then nodded, her cheeks tinting slightly red.

"Are you?" She asked, and my cheeks heated, turning to stare as the beautiful girl giggles at something the redhead whispers in her ears. Jealousy fills my intestines, not knowing why I felt a knot on my stomach, I turn to the side.

"I-I don't know." I stated, my words stumbling out of my mouth slightly. Delilah raises her eyebrows, leaning into me with a smirk. "You don't know?" She repeated, making me nod as my cheeks turn red.

Delilah had to tiptoe towards me, warm hands clasping my shoulders to lean me closer to her. A giant shudder runs through me and I feel her soft lips smirk against my ear.