Your song-Biancalya

Kit

Kit was very depressed, it wasn't about Alya not liking her back, or the fact that Alya seemed to shut her out, but for some reason she knew it was about Alya. Alya...just the name sent tingles down Kit's spine. She was in love with the girl. Kit met Alya when she was first being fostered by the Kendricks. She was this small, shy, seventh grade girl who looked so broken and all kit wanted to do was fix her. Not that she needed to be fixed, but that she needed to be made whole. This girl was so beautiful. This girl who was only 13 yet seemed to be aged beyond where most people ever get to grow.

For years Kit had been punishing herself for liking Alya, she hated herself because she knew it was wrong, that Alya would never love her back, but she still felt it. When Alya kissed her, she finally stopped punishing herself. She knew that her feelings went deeper than the cuts on her arm, that her love would win, and that no matter what, she would never stop loving Alya. Even if that love meant sacrificing her happiness so Alya could be happy with Bianca.

The day after Carly's house Kit walked up to Alya and dragged her into the girls bathroom. She knew they would be alone in there since most girls used the changing room stall. "Alya, I have to talk to you, I tried to stop and I just can't do it by myself. You are the only person I can trust enough to tell."

"What's wrong Kittie. What ever it is I swear I won't tell anyone."

Kit started to roll up the sleeve of her flannel but stopped herself before she got far enough. "I need you to help me tell someone, someone we can trust, someone that will help me but not send me away. "

Alya was confused by this, "Why would someone send you away?"

"Because I've been hurting myself, everyday since I was 13. Help me get my flannel off." Alya helped Kit out of her flannel and what she saw broke her heart.

"Oh, Kit...Katherine, why would you do this, I am so sorry I didn't know. I'll help you stop but if we tell someone...Kit this is bad. We can't let them send you away, but it may be what's best...Kittie you need help."

Alya embraced the little DJ in her arms and without thinking pressed her lips tightly against hers.

Sparks.

Major sparks, more than anything she had ever felt with Bianca. When the two pulled apart Alya took Kit by the hand and helped her back into her flannel. The whole walk to class neither said a word but they would not let go of each others hand. Was this the end of Alya and Bianca, was this the start of Alya and Kit.

THIS IS MY LAST PART SINCE NOBODY HAS BEEN READING LATELY. IF MORE PEOPLE READ I MIGHT DO MORE. BASICALLY KIT AND ALYA ARE ENDGAME IF I DONT GET MORE THAN 7 VEIWS!!