The Story Of Us

Chapter 10

Surprise! I am not dead! Lol! :p

Amy's POV

I was not even the least bit surprised when Kyria went back to her cold hard attitude.  This time however it felt final.  This was driving me crazy for some reason.  It shouldn't because she and I had not been friends for years now.  It was not like I liked her or anything.  Even saying that I wanted to hit myself.  I knew there was some deep feeling and connection I had for her, but I was not ready to admit that. If I did then that would be me admitting that I was attracted to girls. It wasn't that I was against anyone who was gay; I just didn't know how to come to terms that I might be. How would I tell my parents?

Graduation was coming up and I had a feeling after I got away from this school and Kyria all of my problems would lessen.

I was sitting high in the bleachers finishing my math assignment while stealing glances at Kyria every once in a while.

She was standing at the far corner of the football field with a girl by the name of Janea.  Even from where I sat Janea's bright red hair shimmered in the bright April sun. The girl was really smart and I was surprised she was talking to Kyria because Kyria was not the most family friendly person and Janea looked like she was the type of girl that wanted someone who was nice. Although this was Kyria we were talking about.  She had a way of making the most straight and pure of people turn to mush in her inked hands.

My thoughts drifted back to that day in her room. I had no idea what came over me. I didn't know why I let her kiss me the way she did. I just didn't let her kiss me, I enjoyed every moment of it. Even though I knew I shouldn't I found myself wishing she would do it again.  How far would I let her go if she did? That was the part that scared me. Before her I had only ever been kissed once and that had been boring experience.

The summer I turned fourteen I was away at summer camp and there had been this boy that I had thought was pretty cute, his name was Jeremy and he was what most girls called hot. For some reason he and I grew close and one night he kissed me while we sat on the boat dock with our feet dipped in the water. It had been an okay kiss, but nothing compared to what it was like when Kyria kissed me.

The sharp screech from Coach Lansbury's whistle made me wince. He looked like Santa Claus minus the long hair. He was motioning for everyone to go get changed out of their gym clothes. I was so glad that I had chosen to finish my assignment rather than running around the track.  Having to wait for a shower did not sound fun at all.

Like always I walked toward the girls dressing room by myself.  No one really cared about talking to me. I didn't mind though. The less people I had around me the less drama I had to deal with.

Hearing giggling and someone squeal I turned in time to see Janea leap on Kyria's back. While Janea was acting like a silly school girl giggling Kyria just had that cocky grin on her face the way she always did.

Feeling my cheeks heat I turned back straight and walked faster. This was the last thing I wanted to see. Why did Kyria have to be popular when it came to hooking up?

I know I had no right to say anything about it because she was not mine for it to upset me, but it still pissed me off.

By the time I made it to the girls dressing room there were already piles of girls walking out. I was so mad when I bumped into one of the popular girls I barely gave her an apology.  I earned a glare from her, not that I cared.

As soon as I seen the door to my locker open I knew it was not going to be good. The snickering coming from behind me said everything I needed to know. Slowly turning around I saw one of the popular girls named Lily, who happened to be Quinn's best friend holding my shirt as she was making her way to one of the bathroom stalls.