Gemini

Gemini: Chapter 1

Chapter 1

She smacked the girl’s right arm with a yellow glove.  The girl froze, eyes going wide, she slowly set her fork along the edge of the plate in front of her.  The chink barely heard though the lunch room that had murmured into stillness.

Celine sat across from the girl, lounging in her wooden seat.  She cocked her head to the side smiling at her newly aquainted companion’s shocked expression.  It was the second time in ten minutes she’d seen those brown eyes widen and the thin lips part slightly.  How boring.  To repeat the same expression for every unexpected event.

“Chrystie,” she nodded to the girl holding the yellow glove.  “I haven’t seen you in ages,” she drawled.

“Yes, twenty minutes is forever,” came the husky reply.  Celine glanced at the yellow glove in her twin’s hand. 

“That’s not mine is it?”  She could see the embroidered flowers along the glove’s edge twisting around the initials 'C.F.L.'  Chrystie’s middle name was Alexandra and Celine's was Fiona.  Also the flowers actually looked like flowers.  Chrystie couldn't stitch to save her life.

“Maybe,” Chrystie smirked.  “I couldn’t find mine and I just had to speak to little Lydia here.”  Celine’s twin bent to rest her elbow on the table and lean over the new girl.

“Hi Lydia,” she breathed.  The girl swallowed thickly and Celine chuckled before rising from her chair to halfway crawl onto the table.  A few excited gasps could be heard as the girls behind Celine got a little peek of her ivory lace boy-short panties.  Her thigh high stockings had rolled a bit so that, between the rumbled fabric and the edge of the panties barely covering her cheeks, a good portion of creamy thigh showed.

Celine snickered at their heady gasps and pushed the plate in front of Lydia away with a flick of her fingers. 

“Have you met my sister yet Lydia?” she murmured into the girls face.  Lydia’s eyes fluttered before popping wide.

“N-no.”

“I’m Chrystie, let’s be friends.”  Chrystie’s black hair cascaded down to the table forming a curtain on the right side while Celine flicked her hair over her shoulder to form another curtain to the left. 

“Have you heard of Gemini, Lydia?” Chrystie played with the girl’s ribbon at the front of her shirt.

“Y-yes.”

“Really?” Chrystie asked, her tone faked surprise.  “We must be more popular than we thought Celine.  Hasn’t Lydia only been here a day?”

“First period.  Some girls mentioned you.” Lydia whispered.

“Mentioned us?  In passing?  Oh no, that’s not good enough we have to do something Celine.”

Celine grinned.  Neither of them took their eyes off the tiny girl in front of them.  When they’d heard news of fresh meat this morning they twins immediately turned to each other with identical grins.  It didn’t matter who the meat was or what they looked like, these kitty cats wanted to play.  It’d been too long since a transfer student came and they’d exhausted any potential within the freshman pool within a month.  Their third year was quickly becoming unbearably boring.

“Perhaps we’ll make a spectacle in the courtyard,” Celine pondered.  “Something that’ll have the Bitches panting and the GC swarming for months to come.”

“GC?” Lydia dared to speak up.

“General Class,” Celine replied.  “Bitches are wannabe Gemini.”