Love is love. (lesbian story x)

chapter 2

After class, we didn't have the same English class so we went our separate ways to our classes. After English it was brake,  so we found each other and we walked round school.  It's normally what I do with Becky. We just talked.  I told her a little bit about myself, like that I've lived in one house all my life whilst she's moved to  several different houses. As the whistle blew for brake to be over, we did have a bell but price cuts, we speed walked to our next class which was science and we had to walk up about 3 flights of stairs. The science block was away FCC from the other big building and it was taller then it as well. We got to the classroom. Only to be told we had to go to a computer room, so we had to walk down the 3 flights of stairs again and went to the computer room. We had to do a poster on the elements. Me being me I got them mixed up and did a poster on fire, earth, water and air. It was a decent one as well but I had to delete it. I never actually deleted it,  it just ended up staying on my school profile,  just sitting there doing nothing. I couldn't complete the proper work as it was the end of the lesson and I couldn't stay after as we had another class. Kylie did it properly and hers had pages and pages of information. I guess she's smart as well as being pretty
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'I still can't believe you did about the elements. But I can't believe how much you wrote about them ' she said whilst we we're making our way to our next lesson.
'There was this one website that had loads of stuff for them. I just copied and pasted' she started laughing when I said that. Her smile was amazing it was like the sun, but brighter.  Her teeth were as white as snow,  whilst mine we're as yellow as sunflowers. We had lots of differences in looks and personality I found out, at lunch,  that she liked pop whilst I liked rock. She was more of a girly girl whilst I was a tomboy. You would only ever see me in a skirt at school,  but even then I had tights on. We we're at the last lesson of the day.
'She can sit next to me.' I exclaimed when the teacher was looking for some were to put her permanently. We had one set class room,  but different teachers for different subjects.
'Is that alright Kylie?' She shyly nodded her head and sat down.
'Hey.' I said. She was looking really shy. 'You okay?'
'Yeah... It's just that I've never been at the front of the class. Hey,  I was ment to ask,  why does noone sit next to you in class? '
'Probably because they all think I'm stupid and they'll get "infected" if they come near me.'
'Well,  that's stupid. You're not stupid and people won't get "infected" if there around you. Look at me. I sit next to you in all of our classes,  and I haven't got infected yet. By the way,  what do they mean by "infected"?'
'It's... It's because I'm...  Gay... They think they will be to if they come near me.'
'Oh... Well... They won't. If you love someone, you love someone and nobody can change that.'
'Thanks Kylie... That ment a lot.'
'Hey,  call me Ky. '
'OK.'
'Kylie and Lotty,  if you have something to say,  say it to the whole class.'
'No mi-' I was cut of mid sentence as Kylie stood up.
'I do, what's with all this shit that just because she's gay,  means that you can get infected and become gay too? If you love someone,  then you love someone. So stop making up shit that you can get infected by her. It's not possible.'
'Watch you language young lady.'
'Sorry,  but it's true.'
'Is this true miss Bailey?' I nodded my head shyly. Just like Kylie did at the start of the lesson. I started to cry. I don't know why, I just cried and cried. The tears weren't stopping. I tried to stop them, but when I did there would be more and more. Everyone around me laughed. Apart from Kylie. She just held me in her arms and guided me out of the room.
'I'm sorry... You can laugh now. I don't mind...'
'I'm not gonna laugh. And don't be sorry. I should be sorry for making such a seen.' From behind the door,  we could her the teacher shouting at the class. It was something like 'don't be so mean' and 'what would you do if you were her?' 'Hey,  looks like there getting a beat in.' She started laughing her laugh made me laugh. She thought what she said did. But it wasn't. It was her. After Tommy broke up with me, I started likeing girls as I thought all boys were the same. I never knew my soalmate was right next to me all that time.