A New World (Lesbian Story)

Chapter 16

The shifting of my bed wakes me up. I blindly search for the culprit only to receive a fit of giggles when my hand finds them.

"Quinn, why are you up love? It's like seven thirty in the morning."

"Well your sound thingy was making a lot of noise!" She whines, snuggling closer into me.

My eyes shoot open and I look at my clock. I have 15 minutes to get to tryouts.

Fuck Me

After giving Quinn a kiss on the forehead, I jump out of bed and search my drawers for my basketball shorts and a cut off. Once I've found them, I grab a neon pink sport bra with boy shorts to match and sprint into my bathroom, throwing them all on.

5 minutes have passed so I grab my gym bag, shoes and car keys and dash to my car, peeling out of my driveway and onto the black pavement.

I need to get my shit together.

I park my car sloppily, again, and race onto the basketball courts, seeing a handful of girls practice shooting. Coach is nowhere to be seen, so I throw on my shoes and shoot around with the girls, waiting on everyone to show up.

Chrissy drags me to her hoop and we shoot together, moving from lay-ups to jump shots to 3-pointers. We take ten shots each before we switch, focusing only on each other.

"Hawthorne. Sanders. Over here. Now!" Coach shouts, motioning for us to regroup. "Alright. Get to stretching. It's gonna be one hell of a morning!"

***

"That was hell. That was just pure, pure hell. I'm so out of shape. It's not even funny." Taylor, a junior, grunts while dragging herself to her locker.

"It wasn't that bad. We all did great, honestly." I try and perk up their destroyed moods. Chrissy give a shout of approval, backing me up but they are all too worn to care.

I walk over to my locker and throw my bag in, trying to see if I need anything.

"You do know that we can leave now, right?" Natalie asks dumbfounded.

I laugh and nod my head. "I'm helping with the decorations and stuff for homecoming so I'm just leaving it here."

She nods and goes back to getting ready and I do the same. I throw on my black sweat pants but leave my hoodie off, figuring that it would be too hot. I stuff my keys into my pocket and slide on my flip-flops, locking my locker. Lauren finally rounds the corner looking dead as ever.

"Ready to go champ?" She just nods her head and we head towards the gym. There we find the activities director and the two teachers in charge of this community service club. A few other kids are filling in, looking eager to help.

Damn freshman.

Lauren elbows my ribs, gaining my attention, pointing across the gym. Stand there was none other than Dahlia, Sarah, Micheal, Hayley, Meagan, Paul, and Syd. The whole gang. Just great.

"Well we'll just avoid 'em pal. Don't worry." I tell her because she seems more distraught than me.

A whistle blows, signalling for us to group up with the three women. Lauren and I stay standing, along with a few others, because we've been asked to lead a certain group. We have the main entry and hallway while they have something else. I didn't really pay attention.

"Alright. Thank you all for coming..."

Her voice fades and I focus my attention on Jen, sneaking in late as ever. When she notices me her once zombie look morphs into that of a supermodel. She too still has on her basketball stuff but wears a hoodie, my hoodie, over her cutoff.

She sits down all the way in the back of the pack and listens to what Mrs. Rachford has to say about safety and whatnot. Lauren nudges my ribs again, and I reluctantly pull my attention away from Jen and onto her.

"What?!" I whisper harshly.

I look up and see all three women glaring at me. I give a sly smile and ask them to repeat their question.

"We are picking groups and we need you to explain what group you are." Mrs. Rachford says through a tight smile.

"Um were entry and hallway decoration. Lots of fun. Come. Join."

Lots of people laugh, but again the three women glare at me.

"Right... Anyways we need 15 people for this job." Hands fly into the air and she picks away.

To my dismay Dahlia's whole entire crew gets selected along with Jen and a few juniors and sophomores and two freshman. Fuck me. Why me. God? Why?

"If you have any questions ask either Lauren or Gwen. They are in charge. Alrighty! Your group can go, Gwen."

Lauren and I wheel around, heading for the supply corner and wait for the rest to join us. After watching them lazily get up and walks towards us I finally bark out orders.

"Micheal, Dante, and Nathan! Two of you grab a box of streamers, glitter glue and balloons while the other grabs tarp. Dahlia, please grab two pairs of scissors and Sarah grab the figure-cutting things."

They listen too, without hesitation and I feel great. While they are doing that the other ten crowd around Lauren and I, waiting for jobs.

"Uh freshman, go and get a wheely-ladder for us. Sandra, Kat, Marcus, and Brandon get as much window paint as you can. And remember make it colourful." I throw in a wink. Some laugh and others just stare at me.

"Uh you guys, just grab random things and look useful. Were going there now so, let's go."

While everyone is grabbing things and heading towards the entry, Jen walks up to me, with nothing in her hands, and smiles. She snakes her hands through the open slits in my shirt and around my back, holding onto me tightly.

"I like it when you boss me around." She whispers, looking at me through her eyelashes and my heart pounds out of my chest. My face burns red. This contact is making my head go wild and all I want to do is kiss her. I look around, not sure what to do.

She laughs at me, standing on her tips toes and kisses my cheek. If I was red then I have no idea what colour I am now because that sent me over. I was about to take over but someone tapped my shoulder.

Glancing over my shoulder, I see Dahlia standing behind me with scissors in each hand and I jump, thinking that she plans on killing me.

"Are you coming or not?" She asks, crossing her arms. Jen snorts, pulling me in tighter.

"She's busy. We'll meet you down there. Go away now. Bye."

"We have to go! Everyone is waiting for her."

I drop me head and untangle myself from Jen. Her hand slides into mine and I don't object.

"Alright. Let's go."