Deception

Random Encounters

Shea walks into the art room once everyone has fled to their after school activities,  "Oh hey I didn't think you'd be coming." Sasha exclaims as she rummages through the art supply closet, "So what were you planning on using for the competition?" Sasha asks before a big boom resonates throughout the room, "Ouch." 

Shea runs to Sasha's side as she lays flat on the floor with an empty shelf covering her torso, "I'm ok I'm ok." Sasha reassures Shea before attempting to get up on her own, "So maybe I'm not ok." Shea blinks before lifting the shelf up, "Clearly." She grunts as she helps the other girl up, "Everything's alright no internal bleeding or external injuries?" Shea asks as she inspects Sasha. Sasha giggles, "I think I'm fine love." Shea clicks her tongue, "Well I don't know I think you need a physical, you know? To make sure nothings out of place." Shea smirks before pulling Sasha in for a kiss, and grabs her ass. Sasha obliges, and kisses back entering the other girls mouth with her tongue. "Uh uh you need to work on your project. I wanna know what you'll be using in the competition." 

"Fine." Shea frowns before stomping out of the cramped closet towards her area where she keeps her collection of paintings and drawings, "Well I'm not so sure what I want to use." Sasha gasps when her eyes fall upon the painting of a woman shaped like her holding a rose with a collection of colors, "Yeah uh I started on that when I first met you." Sasha smiles, "It's breath taking." Sasha smiles, "Only because you're in it." Sasha's cheeks burn up at the compliment, and wildly smiles, "I'm thinking about using this one because it has a deeper meaning, but I don't know if it would be a winner." Sasha smiles, and looks at the other paintings, "Go with your gut. I mean... you've followed it before, and look at where it's taken you."
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Shea walks through her house shutting the front door behind her to yet again. Another empty house. Her parents are usually home on the weekends when she's with Sasha so right now she feels like an orphan. Shea opens the door of her fridge to find it bare, and sighs when she comes upon twenty dollars gently laying on the counter with the local pizza parlors number. Instead of ordering pizza like she should she decides to skip to the local grocery store just a couple blocks away from her house in this little cramped town. 

Shea looks at the display of ice cream up, and down then glances down at her twenty dollars, "Why should I down size my collection of choices to only one flavor." Shea walks across the store with two half gallons of ice cream in her basket moose tracks, and mint chocolate chip, "Shea?" Shea hears a familiar voice out of the corner of the empty isle as she scowers the store in search of something else fattening which was something she never really gets in her diet restricted house hold. Shea turns around to find Sasha. In her own natural habitat high wasted slacks, and a button down blue sleeveless blouse, "Uh hi." Shea chuckles before walking towards Sasha, "What are you up to tonight?" Sasha asks as she glances down at Shea's basket, "Hm a junk food raid, and some old horror movies since I'm home alone... again. It was either this or pizza." Shea chuckles as she sways back, and fourth. 

"You know you could have dinner at my place Shea. God knows you need a home cooked meal if that's all you're having tonight."

"It's kind of late though... don't you think." Shea glaces at the clock at the end of the isle as the second hand evasively ticks. 

"Hm that's true, well the offers still on the table. For any night anyways." Sasha smirks before they both part separate ways.