Muse [lesbian/gay] ✔

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I ran into my room with Jacky, going straight towards my closet, "I need find what to wear," I exclaimed, looking through my clothes, "I'm for what again?" Jacky asked, sitting on my bed, "for the competition, it's in three weeks!" I yelled, already feeling anxiety taking over, "I see, let me help you, do you want a dress,"she said, coming over to me, "yea," I replied, watching her go through my closet, "here, where this, it'll look absolutely beautiful on you," she said, her face a little pink, handing me a red and black dress, as I grin at her sudden compliment, "thank you, your the best," I told her, stripping to try on the dress, before putting it away for the event, "now that I feel less... stressed, let's start reviewing, our finals is in two weeks away," I said, getting out my review papers, "Ok, let me get my things," she said, going back down stairs.

She came right back, her papers in hand, "let's do This!" She exclaimed, taking a seat next to me, put her papers on the table, "so let's start with algebra, that's going to be our toughest subject, then reading," I said, moving closer to her, "Ok then," Jacky whispered, also moving closer.

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"Uhhh, my brain hurts!" Jacky complained, throwing her papers away from her, "and I'm starving, do have any frozen pizza's left?" She asked, laying face down in my sheets, "yup, so get your ass up, I need your help," I told her, walking out of my room, hearing her groan in protest; Jacky ran over to the fridge to grab the frozen goods, as I fetched the pan, spraying some non stick oil in it, before letting Jacky set it in the oven, "it'll be done around 6:56," she told me, taking a seat next to me on the couch, "Ok then,"I replied with a yawn, pulling my knees to my chest, "um hey, can I ask you something?" She asked, "you already did, but go on," I said, chuckling, "what...um... I'll just tell you another time," she squeaked out, face turning red, "i-if your sure," I said, unsure of what just happened, wishing to know what she wanted to tell me, but I decided it's best to let it go,  knowing she'll never tell me if keep begging to know, so I changed the subject, "how are you doing with your guitar?" I asked her, "good, I've finally been able to play the song clearly," she said happily, going to full detail how much pain, sweat, and tears it took to properly learn the song, as we wait for our pizza to be done.

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A/N: Sorry it took awhile, my family got into a car accident, so my updates might be slower.