Deadly lesbian secrets

Blake, oh Blake

"Hi cutie" she winked at me with this bad girl smile on her face. Oh god.. That smile.. Wait, did she just call me cutie? She looked at me as if she had never seen me before, how come she doesn't recognize me?! We go to the same school! We even share the same classes. I look at her with confusion in my eyes.

"Don't you recognize me?" I could see her wondering if she had ever seen me before, but by the look on her face I could tell that she really didn't recognize me.

"Ofcourse I do!" She was a good liar, but not good enough. But that smile.. She had me weak in the knees. Smile at me some more, you beautiful girl. Before realizing what my awkward ass was doing I blurted out the words "You're so hot."

No. No.. What did I do. FUCK! She must think I'm some kind of psycho. She started to laugh and I felt like the ground beneath me was disappearing.

"You're not too bad yourself." She looked at me as a wolf would look at it's prey. Why do I feel like ripping off her clothes.. Pull yourself together, girl. This is Blake we are talking about, the biggest player in school. Just because she's moving in with you, doesn't mean that you have to spend time with her.

I looked at her one last time, turned around and ran away. Yes, I ran away like a scared little girl. I could hear Blake laughing as I quickly ran into my room. "Well done, you resisted Blake." I said, as I looked at myself in the mirror. I was so lost in my own thoughts that I didn't hear someone else entering my room.

"Very well done, indeed. There aren't many girls who can resist Blake." a tough yet kind voice said. I faced the anonymous person and looked into her beautiful blue eyes. It was Logan, I looked at her without saying any words. I felt so embarrassed that she had heard me talking about Blake.. To myself.. In a mirror. If she didn't think that I'm crazy then she sure as hell does now.

"We have a few classes together, right?" As my cheeks were turning even more red than I thought was possible, I gave her a quick nod. Is my jaw still attached to my face?

All of a sudden Logan moves closer to me, close enough to kiss.. Is she going to kiss me?! IS LOGAN GOING TO KISS ME?!!

"You have something in your hair, gorgeous." she said as she gently removed something from my hair. I smiled at her, but the embarrassment was difficult to hide from my face. Relax, breathe.. I can't let her know that I thought that she was going to kiss me. Keep your feelings in check, girl. It was embarrassing enough.

"I eh.. I should go to sleep." I said while still standing awkwardly close to Logan.

"It was nice meeting you, I'm sure that I'll see you more often now that Blake lives here." and Logan walked away. Damn.. This was intense.. I changed into my sleeping dress and let my body freefall on my bed. "My beautiful bed, oh how I wish I could sleep more often." I grabbed my teddy and fell asleep. You might think, a teddy? Girl, how old are you? My teddy was the last thing my father gave me, before he passed away. Whenever I need comfort, I grab my teddy and it actually helps.

When Logan gets to Blake's room, she can't stop thinking about you and has this look on her face.. You know that look that you've just met the most beautiful girl in the world? "I just met your new stepsister, she's cute." she said while awkwardly looking at the ground.

"Dude! You haven't even looked at a girl since your ex cheated on you." Blake said. It made her see you differently, because Logan isn't the type to sleep around. And girl code? Blake doesn't live by any code, especially not some dumb girl code. She gets what she wants, no matter who gets hurt in the process.

"Press, press, press, press, press. Cardi don't need more press. Kill 'em all, put them hoes to rest." Cardi B woke me from my sleep as the sun was shining through a little opening from my curtains that I didn't properly close. Was yesterday a dream? Blake couldn't have moved in with us, right? RIGHT?! I walked towards my father's old mancave and I didn't even have to enter the room to see her. I saw her muscular body in a tanktop and shorts. You could tell she works out. I walked back towards my room. "So it was definitely not a dream." I put on a shirt saying "I love pizza" with a cute black skirt. Because come on, who doesn't love pizza?