For My Heart Is Yours (lesbian)

part 9

My alarm blazed loudly in my ear as I dragged myself out of bed. The first thing that came to mind is 'text Jess'. I wasnt sure whether i was falling for her too fast, but damn she is amazing! As the thought of this girl flushed through my mind I slowly put some clothes on; Black scuffed skinnies with a white shirt and brown waist coat which was part of the white shirt. I dont try very hard with my hair so I gave it a bit a of wax for style and hair spray and id leave it like that.

Making my way downstairs I hear Seth call out to me. I stopped to see what he needed and stuck my head around his door and whispered "hey, what's up?" trying to be quiet as it was half seven in the morning. "can i ask you something personal, it's ok if you dont want me in your business..." this took me off guard to be honest. "uh-uhh... go ahead?" i said with nerves breaking in every word that slipped through my lips. "I kind of seen you and Jess on eachother as I came through the door yesterday... you both are a bit.. close? you want to tell me something?" he had a warm smile on his face and was rubbing his neck - were very alike - I didn't know what to say... "um..well.. were... were just friends, nothing more! plus isn't it against the bible to be homosexual?", My heart was racing and my palms - sweating. all out of nerves.

"you can't help who you fall for kiddo" he said softly "it's love, I can see what mum cant - so can charlotte! But you can tell me anything, ok?" he winked as he laughed, waiting for me to answer. I just noded and made my way downstairs.

By the time I was fully ready to go to school, it was already 8:20 - damn, i'm going to be late! - instead of walking, I decided to take my board to school and take the fast route of skateboarding it.

The bell rang as I ran to my locker putting my skateboard into the mental container. There was a note at the bottom of my locker. It was a folded peice of paper which had covering the inside "DYKE! SINNER! YOU'RE GOING TO HELL, GO DIE!" - Wow don't you love the suport of rumours these days? - I made my way to class and Laughed re-reading the note of childish "pre-adults". While scrumpling up the letter and throwing it in the bin in my math's class a pair of eyes caught my eye, back in the seat like I first saw her. I couldn't move to my seat anyquicker, but as I reached the table Jess pointed to the front of the class - Mr Card was probably there with a detention slip already writen. I turned around to see the elderly man holding out a detention slip - told you!