Girls like Girls (fem! Larry)

Chapter 3

Picture of the all the girls now... let's gettt itttt

"I can't believe we're going into middle school!" Nia yelled throwing her hands in the air.

The girls had just finished their last year at primary school and now were off to the wondrous world of puberty-land, (aka Junior High).

They now all stood at the front lawn of their new school admiring all of their new classmates and teachers.

Middle school's like a whole new world.

Exciting yet very very terrifying all at once.

Harley slowly shook her head a sad look on her face, "I don't understand how you're happy about this. This school's huge, we're all gonna be lost for the next three years we spend here. What if none of us have classes or lunch together and we're all separated?"

"We won't loose each other. We're best friends, we'll always have each other." Lilliana tried to comfort the girls. She had always tried to keep her friends at ease.

Yeah, she was definitely the mom friend.

"Exactly. Besides there's probably lots of cute older boys here." Nia said whispering the last part so that no one outside their group could hear what she was saying.

"Yeah.. okay." Harley huffed not all that interested in the 'cute older boys'.

Louise patted Harley's shoulder smiling up at her taller friend. "Let's just get this over with, yeah?"

Harley visibly relaxed at Louise's words. Something about Louise always seemed to calm Harley's nerves. Something good.

And with that Nia motioned for the girls to follow her up to the school's front steps. Louise grabbed Harley's hand in hopes Harley would cheer up.

And for some reason Harley felt a million times better with Lou's hand in her's.

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Louise sat at her desk finding herself so bored she was actually listening to her new math teacher rant about how cute her nephew was.

She's so lonely.. she thought as she took in the room around her.

She didn't know too many people in her class so she figured she might as well look around.

In attempts to look casual Louise pretended to yawn and stretch her arms out. In the process she ended up arching her back and bending her neck backwards (in a rather painful matter) to look at the students sitting behind her.

In what world is laying you're head down on the desk behind you and looking upside down at that desk's owner casual?

But oh sweet Jesus Louise found a prize at that desk.

Sitting behind her was one of the prettiest boys Louise had ever seen. Pretty boy had some of the darkest blue eyes she'd ever seen, so dark you could consider them almost black. He had silky blonde hair swept away from his face and pulled into a loose little pony. A little man sprout. Oddly enough the pony was actually a rubber band, which ouch but whatever. As she looked closer at him she noticed he also had faded freckles dotted over his skinny button nose.