Teenage Dirtbag(lesbian stories)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6- Rosalie.

This is weird. I think to myself as i walk down the hall. Rosalie is right behind me. My face is still red from when she called me and i swear i'm not making this up 'Adorable.' I know right? Me? Adorable? SINCE WHEN? Me and my mirror are going to have to have a serious talk.

"So you like drawing?" I ask her that way the silence between us isn't stifling anymore.

She shrugs. "Well, not really. But i like to try new things. This is my latest." She says.

I enter the classroom and throw on a white apron over my clothes then hand one to Rosalie. She smiles as she accepts it. I help her tie it behind her back trying my hardest not to stare at how amazingly well the school skirt makes her ass look.

"I'll take the post next to you." Rosalie says. I nod.

OK. Could it be? The universe has granted me a single friend? Eh, probably not. She was talking to Jessica and her group so she'll probably just drop me after she joins them or whatever. Don't get too excited Alison. This is probably only Temporary. Soon she'll think you're a freak like everyone else.

I sit down in my seat and put my giant pad on its post then got a fresh one for Rosalie since she doesn't know where to get them.

"We're working on 'Our happy place.'" I tell her.

She nods grabbing her pencil and twisting it in her hand. She bites her lip thoughtfully for a second before looking back at me. I blush and face my pad again, because i was being a creeper and staring at her.

"What are you drawing?" She asks.

I blush again. I was drawing a meadow. I remember when i was little i use to run away there for a couple hours or so at a time. It was beautiful. Purple flowers and just a nice calm surrounding. I was working on this drawing for about two weeks now, trying my hardest to get every little detail right.

"A meadow." I say. "What about you? What are you drawing?"

She shrugs. "I dunno yet. I don't think i have a happy place."

"Understandable." I say.

She turns back to face her post and just stares at it like she expects something to appear. " So...what's your favorite color?" She asks randomly.

I accidentally break my pencil against my pad. "Why would you ask me that?" I say. Why would she ask me that? Why does she want to know anything about me?

"Well if i'm going to be your friend, i'd like to know some things about you."

I smile. Once again today i'm giving myself false hope here. She only wants to be my friend for now. Like i said she had Jessica and her 'group' checking her out, it's only a matter of time. Still i grin and blush because the whole thought makes me eager inside

"Blue." I answer.

"Why blue?"

I giggle nervously. Because Ariana looks awesome in blue.

"Ah...Well. The sky is blue. And so is the ocean. And your eyes are blue..." Why did i say that? I throw out the broken pencil and quickly replace it nervously, My cheeks burning bright red.

I shouldn't have said that.

She'll think you're a creep now Mary Alison!

It just kind of slipped...i guess.

Oh God. She'll hate me now.

"So you like my eyes?" She goes on. A smile grows on her face. "That's nice, but yours are prettier...I have a thing for green eyed girls."