The Blues (gxg)

Chapter 1: Bright Blue Grave

I pulled Julia closer to me, her mouth opening so our tongues could entwine. Our tongues mixed together perfectly, making me moan a little as I tasted her. And I felt her body against mine, still clothed but pressed so close, like we could melt into one.

I pushed her back against the wall and leaned into her as she arched into me. My eyes were closed and all I could do was feel the familiar perfection of her body, the shapes that I knew like my own, that I had caressed a thousand times.

And then the bell rang directly above our heads and we both jumped, clonking heads as we forced ourselves to pull apart. I grinned as I rubbed my forehead and stared at my girlfriend.

Julia shook her head at me. "And now we're both going to be late to class." She reached a hand to the top of her head and ran her hand through her hair. "Plus you messed up my hair."

I laughed. "Your hair looks fine. Besides, I'm pretty sure this was a little more interesting than your math class." I straightened my own top before grabbing my backpack from the ground where I had discarded it.

"I'll give you that." Julia rolled her eyes. "But I really do have to run." She picked up her own backpack, plus her stack of textbooks, before turning to go in the direction of Ms. Pelier's math classroom.

"See you at lunch, Laura," she called over her shoulder before hurrying away down the mostly empty hallway. We were practically the only stragglers left on this side of the school.

"Bye," I called out casually as I watched her retreating back get farther away from me, until she rounded a corner and disappeared. I stood there for a few more seconds before going off in the opposite direction, towards my English class. Ms. Klesner wouldn't really mind me being a couple minutes late. Or, she's at least so used to it by now that she barely objects, as long as it's not a test day.

I walked down the hall, replaying the romantic scene that I had just starred in in my head. The familiarity of every touch and taste and sound, like finding lust and delight in the most dependable person to exist.

But I pulled myself away from those kinds of thoughts as I entered the classroom. Everyone was reading silently from their textbooks- Ms. Klesner must have already assigned the reading for today. Speaking of Ms. Klesner, she glanced up from her desk where she was grading papers to look at who had come into the room. Seeing it was just me, she waved me in with a sigh and went back to what she was doing.

I sat down in an empty desk in the back row and sifted through my backpack loudly until I found the right book. I laid it down on my desk and leaned way over to the side so I could see the page we were supposed to be on from over the shoulder of the kid sitting next to me.

"Buzz off," the guy mumbled, leaning away from my privacy-invading face. But I'd already gotten what I wanted.

"Sure thing, bumble bee." I sat back up straight in my chair and flipped to page 261 and started skimming the words. Nothing interesting.

I finished reading the section- well, I finished jumping through the most important parts, and then settled for staring out the window until the rest of the class finished actually reading. I yawned, not bothering to cover my mouth. Just another wonderful day in the life of a teenager tortured with boredom.

•••

"Hey babe." I sidled up next to Julia at the lunch table, setting my tray down next to her.

"What's up?" She leaned her head against my shoulder, abandoning the open book on the table that she had just been reading from.

"Oh, you know. Same old, same old. Just want to bang my head against the wall every time I see a number with a decimal." I immediately pictured a decimal as I said this and instantly regretted it. I booted the image out of my brain and looked down at the top of Julia's head. "What are you reading now?"

"Throne Of Glass. It's pretty good so far, except for when the straights get annoying." She slid a bookmark into the aforementioned book and closed it, putting it in her bag so it wouldn't get damaged. Julia treated all her books like they were some sacred objects, which some people found annoying, but I just thought it was cute.

"That's the price of trying to consume any kind of media that's not homoerotic fanfic."

"Don't worry- I get my fair share of that too," Julia snorted. She pulled her so-far-untouched lunch towards her and picked up her sandwich. She took a bite, looking around at the bustling cafeteria.

"What's everyone gossiping about today?" I asked her right before taking a huge bite of my own sandwich. There was always some sort of drama going on, but today everyone around us kept whispering to each other and glancing around, like they didn't want a certain person to hear.

"Beats me." Julia shrugged. "You know I usually don't pay much attention to that kind of thing."

Our wondering was interrupted as two girls and a guy rushed over to our table, carrying the trays they'd just gotten from the lunch line. "Did you guys hear about what happened?" Jake asked, sitting down.

"No," I told him. "We were actually just wondering what was going on."

Georgie shook her head in disbelief. "I don't know how you guys don't know!" She slid in next to Jake, and Madison sat down next to her.

"I think I fell asleep in class." I squinted, trying to remember the parts of the morning that hadn't been a blur. "Maybe twice."

Madison rolled her eyes. "Well, we'll just have to fill you in."

"First off: there's a new girl. Name is Tanya. Kind of hot, not going to lie," Georgie started.

"Irrelevant." Jake waved off her comment. "So in chemistry we were doing an experiment right? Well, she accidentally made her whole formula explode."

"Okay?" Julia said. "There's like four people in this school who are actually good at chemistry."

"Yeah. But you can say that because you're one of them," Madison pointed out. "The thing is, it stained everything it touched blue!"

"Including herself and Mr. Fendon!" Georgie finished.

I busted out laughing. "Oh god. What did he do?" Mr. Fendon was known for being extremely strict and having the shortest temper of all the teachers in the school.

Jake answered. "He yelled at her for a sold five minutes- I was there. And then sent her to the principal's office."

"Ouch." I winced at that. Poor kid. "That's pretty rough for a first day."

"You're telling me!" Madison exclaimed. "I bet she won't even come back tomorrow."

Julia frowned. "That sounds awful. I feel kinda bad for her."

"Me too." Jake nodded. "But that doesn't change the fact that the whole situation is hilarious. I mean, you should have seen Mr. Fendon's face."

I snorted. "I bet he turned redder than a tomato."

"Maybe. Couldn't tell from under all the blue raspberry colored goop though." Jake grinned and took a bite of his food. "Bad to experience, great to watch."

"Oh well." I pushed any sympathy I had felt for the girl out of my head. No use for it- I hadn't even met her. "Guess she's dug her own, bright blue grave."

"Yeah. Not our problem," Madison agreed. "Speaking of problems, I have three papers due tomorrow, and I've started one."

"Oof." Jake grimaced.

"Better find an extra large espresso for tonight, then," Julia said.

"Ugh. I'm not going to get any sleep, am I?"

We all shook our heads grimly.

"I guess I've gone ahead and dug my own grave too," Madison groaned.

The others kept talking about some sort of thing that had happened yesterday, but, growing bored of the conversation, I stopped paying attention. In my mind, I imagined a glowing blue tomb, the literal picture of my joke from earlier. Blue was such a pretty color, wasn't it?