billies pov
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mila had texted me last night saying naomi knows about me being gay now..although mila didn't tell me how she reacted or if she likes me so in all honesty- i don't know if i'm prepared to see her today. i was debating just skipping class but skipping class means having saturday detention which means i'd miss out on seeing my naomi, and i don't want that.
"hey." i heard naomis voice creep up from behind me
"how the hell- my dorm room and dorm bathroom were locked the fuck!" i was in nothing but a towel, staring dead straight at naomi, and she was staring dead straight right back at me.
"well, after mila talked to me last night i thought i'd come here and talk to you about the situation." she winked at me before stepping closer, which intimidated me.
"o-okay..? i don't know what you want me to do about that, you should l-leave." i was stuttering and sweating and it didn't help that she was wearing a shirt that showed off her tits, and a mini skirt that showed off her legs. which is confusing because we wear uniforms everyday..
i didn't want her to leave, really, i didn't. but i also didn't want to fuck her right here right now, well, that's a lie. i did want to fuck her right here right now but everything was happening all at once.
"you really want me to leave?" she was talking seductively now and it was hot, but cringey at the same time.
"no." i dropped my towel, without even thinking.
"come here then." she gestured for me to come closer and so i did.
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"billie! b-billie! billie!"
"i know. that's my name." i smirked.
"billie! you dumb bitch! wake up!" mila was standing in front of my desk..all of a sudden we were in health class talking about, well, i think you should know.
"are you fucking stupid? you've been literally drooling puddles at this point and everyone has been staring at you." she was screaming at me but slightly whispering so the teach wouldn't hear her.
"okay, damn. you act like i knew i fell asleep."
"whatever, naomi walked in by the way, but she sat all the way at the back. i'm guessing she's avoiding you."
i looked at the back of the class to see naomi taking notes about the human body, more specifically how the human body makes babies. she looked tired and worn out and i wondered if it was because of me, maybe she didn't want to be with me? maybe she hated me for not telling her? maybe she-
"could you stare any fucking harder!?" naomi was now looking up at me from across the room.
"ms naomi that language will not be tolerated! go to the office." the teacher obviously heard her because she fucking screamed that shit.
"gladly." she got up from her seat and slammed the door open, giving me one hard ass glare before slamming it closed.
i sighed and looked at mila, who was giving me an apologetic look.
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"so she just waltzed right out of class?" heaven asked, mouth full of the cafeteria chicken fingers.
"yeah. i don't even get why. i didn't do shit, can i not look at a person?"
"billie, you were staring, like staring staring. you looked like a stalker." mila joined in the conversation now.
"not my fault she's hot."
"who's hot?" naomi somehow appeared behind me, making me jump.
"no one!" i lied.
"yeah, k. look, i know i yelled at you and i'm sorry. just not in a good mood today i guess." i could tell naomi really meant it, and then she slid onto my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. i put my head on her shoulder and my arms around her waist, pulling her in closer and tighter to my body.
"i love you." she smiled at me lifting up my chin with her fingers.
so does this mean she likes me? or? i swear to god she's giving me all these mixed singles and i don't know if i should just start flirting back or not at this point, at least if it even is flirting.
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"okay so, what did she say about liking me last night?" mila and me were sitting on my dorm room bed discussing everything about the situation.
"she likes you a lot bils, like a lot a lot. i wouldn't be lying if i said she didn't have a tear down her cheek when she fell asleep on me last night."
thank fucking god. but, i know she did not just say naomi fell asleep on her- fuck kinda bullshit.
"so what i'm hearing is you cuddled with my girl last night, and you wasn't finna tell me or nun?"
"shut the fuck up billie she just likes to cuddle dumbass."
"that's gonna change when me and her get together i swear to god."
i've also been a protective, almost over protective girlfriend. what is mine, is mine, i don't give a fuck. naomi will be mine, and she won't be on anyone else, because she'll be to busy on me. one day earlier this month, this ugly ass guy tried to grab naomis ass, like bitch he tried to grab my fucking unofficial girlfriends ass. so then, i pushed him away and told him "back off of my girlfriend dude. touch her again and i'll cut your dick off. even though i'm sure there's not much to cut off." after we walked away from him she just looked up at me and smiled.
"what if i took heaven shopping friday? off campus? they let us take the bus anywhere we want downtown on friday's so i mean.." mila suggested the stupidest shit.
"what would that have to do with me and naomi?"
"are you special? it would give y'all time together, maybe even time to fuck like you wanted." she winked at me, maybe not all her suggestions were stupid.
"alright. i'll text her right now, thank you for being here for me mila."
she nodded her head as i picked my phone up from off my side table.
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you: hey babygirl, wyd?
babygirl naomi:
nothing, what's up?
you:
do i always have to need something?
you:
what if i just want to check up on your fine ass?
babygirl naomi:
you're the fucking cutest bil, but i know you need something, so what's going on?
damn she's good.
you:
wanna hang out friday? it'll just be us, alone. ;)
babygirl naomi:
you wanna fuck?
you:
i mean whatever you wanna do
babygirl naomi:
you wish billie, i'll see you then xx
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tomorrow is going to be a good ass fucking friday night.
