Almost a Cinderella Story (Lesbian)

Almost a Cinderella Story (Part 2)

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-Tinkerbell

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Her kisses make me feel so warm and cozy. So loved. I haven't felt like that in awhile..a long while. She pulls away again.

"Not again," I mumble under my breath. For some reason, she hears me.

"For someone who isn't lesbian, you sure seem like a.."

I finish for her. "A lesbian?"

"Exactly!"

"Ha. Ha. Very funny."

Lennox walks up behind us again. Mylee is nowhere is sight.

"Where's your ginger?" I asked.

"Mylee? She left."

"Ohh. Sorry," I say.

"It's fine. I got her number," she says with a smile.

•••

About three hours passes by.

"We should probably get going," I say to Lennox.

"Yeah, me too," Tatum says.

"Well..see you around?"

"Sure," Tatum says with a smile.

We shake hands. And stand there.

"Bye," I finally say to break the silence.

"Uhh..bye," Tatum says.

We walk out and get in the car. It's completely silent.

"What the fuck was that?!" Lennox exclaims.

"Huh?" I ask.

"Why didn't you get her number?!"

"Uhh, maybe cause I didn't want it?!"

"You. Are. An. Idiot."

"What the fuck, Lennox.."

"You like her don't you?"

"I'm not a lesb-"

"Celie, you've said that all night. Do you fucking like the chick it not?!"

"I..I don't know," I say. I'm in deep thought.

"Well, you better figure it out."

•••

•Monday•

"Celie Marie Butelli! Get up now!"

I jump up.

Ohh, gosh. It's Monday, I think to myself. I HATE Mondays.

I get outta bed and take a shower. When I'm done I blow dry my hair, dry off, lotion, and put in clothes. I'm wearing denim skinny jeans with a plain white loose spaghetti strap shirt that has the word "LOVE" in big cursive letters. The background is zebra stripes. I have in black converse and my hair in a high ponytail with a bang. I also have on red lipstick to top it off.

I walk downstairs.

"What do you want for breakfast?" my mom asks me.

"Grits," I say with a smile.

"Grits it is."

She makes me grits. I chow them down.

"Gotta get to school. Thanks for the grits. Love ya. Bye!" I shout as I walk out the door.

I drive to school and stop at my locker on the way in. While I'm getting my books, I hear the most familiar voice.

I turn to see who it is.

Standing there, talking to my best friend, looking about as gorgeous as one could, is Tatum.

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