SWEET (Lesbian)

Sweet - Chapter Two

Sweet - Chapter Two

            Nika De Luca, pronounced like Neeka, she was Italian and a soccer player for our school. Oh, and I've been in love with her since the third grade. Okay, well half the school was in love with her, but I saw her first. That's got to count for something. And they didn't know her like I did.

            She was built like someone who had played soccer since they were four, had broad shoulders, a bubbly ass, straight brown hair to the mid of her back and of course great boobs. Every girl was too busy worshiping her to hate her. And of course she had to be my crush. I don't know what I thought could happen between us, I mean this is real life, not some cheesy lesbian movie where one day Nika wakes up and realizes that she's gay for me. I had no chance, it was painful but I had to face it.

            Ally and I stepped of the bus and walked into the school, by the time we got in a group of girls had surrounded her and were going of about some girl bad mouthing Ally. I waved bye and got out of there heading for my locker. I hated those kinds of girls, I never understood them or the dumb things they cared about and never wanted too. And they, for their part stayed the hell away from me. People thought I was some suicidal loser because of the way I dressed and acted but that was fine with me. If they wanted to make judgments without knowing me I wouldn't want to be their friend anyways. My current group of friends, the ones I was really close with were always there for me. They would do anything for me and I would do anything for them. It sucked though because we had no classes together. My friends were what you would call druggies and generally tended to drop out, where as I was a straight A student in advanced classes. We still hung out outside of school though. Then there was Ally and Nika, we had known each other since we were kids, Ally and I even longer. Everyone knew Nika, she was born popular and Ally for the most part was too.

             I didn't really care about school, I mean aside from classes I didn't give a shit about it. My life didn't revolve around it and the insignificant drama that came with it. Unlike Ally who had drama even when she kept her big mouth shut. But I still loved her because she accepted me for who I was. She never told me to stop wearing the clothes I wore, or stop dyeing my hair or to take out my piercings. Although, I had toned down on all that rebelling against everything attitude this year.

            I made my way to my locker and there she was. Walking down the hall through a sea of parting students like Moses or something. I stayed transfixed as she walked towards me waving hi before making her was to the open arms of her boyfriend. I felt the pain in my chest and I opened my locker, taking my books out before slamming it shut. Her boyfriend, just another addition to the list of reasons I could never get Nika. Macke, a grade above us and a part of the boy's soccer team. He had spikey blond hair that always seemed wet because of the gel in it. Oh, and he looked like he was carved out of stone. They were just meant for each other, it was sickening. The song "Fuck You," by Cee Lo Green popped into my head and I glared at them making out. Despite the fact that he was most likely getting into the pants of the girl I loved, I still thought that he's a pretty nice guy. But as Cee Lo Green put it, "I see you driving round town with the girl I love and I'm like, Fuck you!" That just about summed up my feelings.

I started walking away not wanting to be late for my first class because I was too busy staring at Nika make out and slowly dying inside. I heard her voice behind me and I turned around.

            "Hey Saint." She said smirking and a little out of breath. I tried not to look hurt as I smiled back at her.

            "Yeah, what's up?" I asked as we start to walk to our first class together. I tried not to look down at her shirt and it took all my self control, which wasn't a lot.