My Fat Lesbian- ON HOLD.

What the hell is going on?

What the hell was going on? Part I

"So, how was class?" Delilah greeted with a smile as she slapped her tray on the seat in front of me and took a seat. She gave me a wide grin as I watched her dark eyes disappear under coats of dark, long eyelashes.

I groaned, making her eyes widen. My cheeks burned with embarrassment as I stared at her, watching her throw her head back and let a long, melodic chuckle. She laughed until Jacky passed by, her hand tightening against the tray to the point it started shaking. It looked like her nails would dig into the styrofoam plate.

She turned towards us, green eyes leaving me breathless, until I noticed the arm linked around her curvy waist, pulling her closer. Marie noticed me staring, giving me a wink before puckering her lips at me in a kissing motion. My cheeks burned.

I felt the heat of it in my ears, and suddenly Delilah snapped, grabbing my hand and leaning against me. My face was probably as red as apples by now, burning down the paleness of my skin.

I noticed Jacky's green eyes flickering to our joined hands, her eyes darkened and she pressed we luscious lips into a thin line. I looked away, staring at Delilah's dark eyes as they squinted in worry.

"Ignore them." She mouthed, and the only thing I could do was nod. It wasn't like I knew that paying attention to them was bad, I just felt that maybe if I stared at them enough, they'll probably appear more of a dream figure than something lucid.

I was about to turn around and pretend they didn't exist when another plate, well, two plates, were slammed into the table again. My tray of food as well as Delilah's bounced slightly, splashing the fruit everywhere. Delilah turned with a narrowed stare, her eyes growing wide at who she saw, pegging me to turn around. And I did.

My mouth was wide open, my eyes about to pop out of my skull out of disbelief as I saw Jacky and Marie take a chair next to me. Well, Jacky next to me and Marie next to Delilah.

They smiled sickly sweet at us, almost appearing too fake for our own good, before Jacky brought the unhealthy looking hamburger to her mouth. I looked away embarrassed as I watched her pink, adorable mouth part and bring the brown bread into it.

I squished my thighs, feeling unusually aroused as she continued doing it. "If you may pardon my unusual language, what the fuck are you guys sitting here for?" Delilah snapped, mouth lifting up in a snarl.

I don't know why, but I hated seeing her so distressed, as if she was going to lounge at them or maybe explode any second now. Without thinking about it, I grabbed her hand and hooked my fingers around hers, thumbing her soft skin. She stared at me, a small smile on her lips out of gratitude.

I smiled back, my smile soon disappearing as a growl was heard next to me and a cool, soft hand touched my knee. I jumped, my whole body vibrating and I squished my legs in an attempt to make the hand disappear. It only righted against my skin.

"So, guys, how has school treated you?" Marie asked, breaking the awkward silence that had settled on us. We all glanced at her, but as I tried to form words, the hand had rose up my leg, gentle fingers barely gracing my skin as it skidded my skirt upwards in a trail of heat.

Delilah spoke up, making me glance at her with a thankful stare. She didn't see it; she doesn't know what's going underneath the table. I glance at Jacky, her hand tugged beneath the school's green marbled table, her other hand bringing the hamburger. She is acting as if nothing is happening.

"Like shit, and it's all thanks to you and this bitch over here." Delilah says, thrusting her thumb towards Jacky, who only raised an eyebrow in respond. My eyes widened as I felt a cool fingertip touch my inner thigh, playing with the hem of one of my panty legs.