Love Has No Gender Chapter 1

Love Has No Gender

Hey all, I decided to write this because I am very supportive of the LGBT community and I thought I would try to write this story. This is my first story so please be supportive and give me feedback. Anyways, enjoy

~Ella :)

Charlotte's POV

It was my first day of school and I was more nervous than I have ever been before. My mom pulled up in front of the building in her shitty 2003 Carola Toyota, while all of the other students pulled up in their OWN cars. "Have a great day sweetie, I can't pick you up this afternoon because I have to work an extra shift but you can catch the bus home. Okay, love you." My mom kissed my forehead as I stepped out of the car and walked towards this new and unfamiliar building.

I collected my timetable from the office and attempted to find my first class (art). Trying to locate room 204 was more difficult than I had expected and I got extremely lost. As I was staring at my map that the deputy principal gave me I accidentally crashed into a girl who was carrying art supplies. She fell backwards and dropped all of the paint and paint brushes over the floor.

"Jesus Christ! Watch where you- oh I'm sorry, I've never seen you before, you must be new. I'm Tamara."

She was beautiful, he skin was tan and she had no marks on her face at all. Her hair was long and auburn red and she had the best figure. Me on the other hand was short and curvy with pail skin and a medium length choppy bob that I had dyed pastel pink.

"Uh... hi Tamara, my name is Charlotte and I am so sorry!"

"Oh don't worry. You're new so I'll give you a break."

She then looked at my timetable and said "Aaah, art with Mrs Dorian ey? I'm going there right now. Follow me darl."

As I followed her I couldn't help but stare at her butt. I wouldn't usually do that, but jeez she was smoking.

Sorry for the short chapter. I'll put more in next time. :))

~Ella