Love is love. (lesbian story x)

Chapter 1.

It was Monday morning. I had to get ready for school. I was in high school. I was in year 10. Everything at my school sucked. Well, apart from my best friend becky; she was the best at cheering me up. I got dressed into my school uniform and headed out the door, I normally walk with becky, but she was off ill so I had to walk by myself. That's when I saw her. She was stood waiting for the bus with our schools uniform on. I was taken aback because I couldn't belive that someone that pretty would go to my school, it was like a pit for losers and ugly people. She had jet black hair, which was up in a bun, and a button nose, she had light green eyes and she must of rolled her skirt up about twice. Whilst I had dirty blonde hair that I can never get the grease out of, even if I have a shower every hour, a big fat nose and dark blue eyes. I normally don't take the bus but my feet were hurting and I had a few spare coins on me so I thought why not? I got on the bus and payed my fee. It was a double decker bus. No not the chocolate bar a real double decker bus. I haven't been on one since I was 5. I'm 15 now. I sat on the top decker thing. (A/N I don't know what them things are. So if you know please tell me 😂) the girl was on the seat next to me, I saw her looking at me a few time, when I saw her grass green eyes on me, my heart skipped a beat when ever she did. It was a strange feeling. I've never felt this way before, well I have, it was just with my ex Tommy. He was an absolute dick. He didn't look after me. All he did was make me make him food.(A/N That doesn't make sense... sorry.) Like he MADE me make him food other wise he would say that I was gay and that I only liked girls. But now, I'm not sure about what my sexuality is.
*time skip*
I finally got to school, it was now 8:30 I was on time. I would of got there at 8:40 if I would of walked so hey, it was a win. I also saved my feet from dieing. So it WAS a win win tbh. As I got to my class, I saw her there. I walked around a bit because I had 10 minutes to spare, so I guess she has the same class as me. I'm not sure if she was new as I only knew the people in my class and I just kept it at that, maybe she moved sets? I didn't know, but I do know I'm gonna find out. I got to my set, shit, they did it again, Tommy and his crew put on my desk ' you hoe, go run of to your GIRLFRIEND.' And the girlfriend was in caps. I asked the teacher for a wet whip so I could wash it of, but before I could, she came next to me; she pointed at it and said:
'Is that true?'
Well, I don't know to be honest, my ex wrote it on there again, so, it's kinda not as bad, but if a stranger put it on there then i wouldn't bother wiping it of because it's proof that it's there.'
Oh god; I'm rambling again...
'So how do you know it's your 'ex'?' She made the word ex sound sarcastic, I nearly started laughing.
'Well, the normal way, the handwriting.'
'Ohh that makes sense.' September didn't look as confused now. She took the empty set beside me, normally people don't sit next to me voluntary, so this was new. I put my hand up for a wet whip, when she finally called on me I said,
'Miss, please can I have a wet whip? He did it again.'

'Sure this lotty. Here ya go.' My teacher wasn't really that bad, I guess. You could call her ok. I quickly wiped it up and let miss carry on with the lesson. She was new, she came from London. Us English people don't really have an accent well, I don't think so. Her name was Kylie, Kylie Austin. She came from a fairly good family. Whilst I came from one of the poorer. We were like polar opposites, well in face and family way.