The next 4 months and a half went by like the wind. I was so involved with school, and sports, and clubs, that before I knew it, report cards were being passed out. Jason finally asked Jimmy Thorton out, after much pleading from my side and turned out that he was right. They were most certainly the cutest couple in the school. Of course there were a few who frowned on it, saying how disgusting it was, but for the most part, everyone loved them. And, well, no one was going to bully either one of them. After all, Jason was the quarterback for our football team, and Jimmy the captain of the baseball team. They were a joy to be around too. The three of us often spent time together, either studying or in some after school event. I had never seen Jason so happy, I was very happy myself.
As for myself, and my love life, well the non-existent one, I was fine. At first, I was piled with invitations to dates. Unfortunately, all from guys. It was flattering, but I made sure to make it clear to the guy that I wasn't interested...in his gender. After a while, the word got around and the invitations stopped coming. It seemed as though my school was fresh out of lesbian or bisexual girls, or at least single ones. And most of the time, they weren't much to my taste.
Haily was asked out by her secret crush, and was very happy with him. It had hurt a bit when she told me, but I was soon over it, and happy for her as well.
And then there was Amy. We had been inseparable all the way through. She accompanied me to all my events, we studied together, and we talked on the phone for hours. Jason repeatedly told me we looked adorable together, and that many through we were a couple. But I, of course, denied it. I told him that the friendship I had with her was too important to loose, and that furthermore I didn't want it to be anything else. Plus, I had never mentioned to her about me being gay, but I didn't push it.
The day of report cards Amy called as soon as she got home.
"Hi"
"Hi hun," I answered
"So how'd you do?"
"Straight A's, you?" I said matter of factly, draining out all excitement from my voice
"Same," she played along with my game. We had only been anticipating this forever, we had been so nervous. Yet, for the moment, it was just another casual thing. But after about 30 seconds of silence, we couldn't hold it in any longer.
"AHH!!" we screamed with excitement at the same moment.
"Congrats!! I was soo nervous!" we must have sounded like a pair of crazy chickens.
After all the excitement subsided she once again in a calm voice addressed me
"Guess what"
"What?"
"Scott Davids asked me out" Sharp pain in my heart. Ignore it, I said to myself
"And I said yes," Yet another stab.
"I'm so excited!!" She finally admitted with enthusiasm. A third even stronger stab. Wonder when the heart attack is coming, it seems too favorable right now. I tried to be a good friend, masking my feelings.
"Really? Oh that's great Ams! I'm so happy for you!" I said as happy as my voice could get at the time.
"Thanks for being so supportive Mandy," Well I had passed. Now to get off the phone as soon as possible, I couldn't take much of this. But she didn't seem to want to quit it. I don't blame her.
"I'm nervous, I mean, I'm not too experienced in the field."
"You'll do great, I know it. You just have to be yourself." I encouraged her. I really couldn't understand her statement though, she was a gorgeous girl, inside and out. A lot of guys had asked her out, but she had turned them all down, except for him. I wonder what made him so special, he certainly didn't seem it. Maybe she was just sick of being alone, but whatever it was, it hurt me.
"So how far have you gone with a guy?" She asked curiously.
"Not very, kissing and touching, don't like to jump into things, you know," I replied, feeling a bit nervous about the topic
"Yea, I understand. Have you had a lot of boyfriends?" Oh boy, I knew where this was leading, and I didn't like it.
"Not many, 6 or 7, you?"
"Wow, Scott's my second one"
"Are you kidding me??" I truly was shocked
"No..." She said with a tone of embarrassment. "You know I'm shy" She was right, she was a bit shy.
"So how come you haven't dated anyone this year. You have gotten a lot of offers..." Here was the million dollar question I didn't want to answer. The truth, or the lie? Once again I chose the lie.
"Oh just too busy with the school work and all"
"Yea I know," well she bought it, good. "But maybe I could get Scott to set you up with one of his friends or something, they would certainly love that..."
"Yea maybe". Maybe not, I really thought. The thought of going out with one of Scott's friends, the kind that only wanted to get in my pants, made me want to puke. The thought of Amy with him was enough for me to make an excuse to get off the phone.
"Hey listen, today has been a long day, I'm heading off to bed"
"Oh ok, I have to call Scott anyways"
"You see, perfect. I want to hear all about it tomorrow!" I lied of course. But above all, I was her best friend and she was mine
"Goodnight"
"Bye"
As soon as I heard the phone go dead the tears began to fall. I put on my Dido CD, shut off the lights and slid between the sheets. I hugged a pillow tight to my body as I let the waterfalls go. I couldn't believe my reaction, but I couldn't stop it. It finally hit me, I had fallen for her. The music flowed through my ears and danced around in my mind. I hugged the pillow tighter thinking of her, wishing it was her. Finally sleep took me away to a dreamless night.
The rest of the week was hell. I tried to avoid her or rather her with Scott, as much as possible. I felt like I had hit a wall going at 60 miles per hour. I quietly walked through the hallways and my classes, enclosed in my own little world. This seemed to worry everyone, considering I was one of the happiest and craziest people around. But Jason ordered everyone to back off, but I felt them giving me pitiful smiles, I didn't care. At last Friday came, and Jason headed home with me. He knew what was wrong, but didn't dare to mention it until I was ready to talk. I appreciated it.
We made our way through the house quickly and went to my room. I dropped everything off, undressed putting on a pair of shorts and a tank top, and slid into my bed. Jason sat there watching, and then took off his own shoes and cuddled up behind me. I loved when he held me, I had needed it badly too. I couldn't hold it back any longer and began sobbing uncontrollably. He ran his hand through my hair, while the other was wrapped at my waist holding me tight.
"It'll be ok darling. Let it all out." He whispered sweetly in my ear. And let it out I did. I cried for an hour and finally drifted off. I awoke at 10 or so, feeling his breath on my back. I turned and he stirred.
"Hi, thank you for being with me," I said softly.
"No problem babe. I love you, and you know, everything is going to be ok"
"I hope so. I guess I hadn't realized that I loved her until now. That saying is true, you don't realize how much you love something until you loose it. It hurts, but I think I'll survive"
"I know you will, you're a strong nugget, just hang in here with me, ok?"
"Ok. I love you Jason. It's late, you want to stay?"
"Yea, let me call my mom," with that he took the phone. I made my way downstairs and told my mom he was staying. She was fine with it, she knew he was gay , and had never had a problem with him sleeping in my bed. We agreed we both needed a shower, so he took my bathroom, and I went into the one outside the room. Jason always kept a small drawer of clothing in my house, for occasions like this one, so clothing wasn't a problem. By 11 we were in bed again and fast asleep.
Saturday was new years day, and Jason and I prepared our traditional New year's party (tradition since 8th grade). This year the party was to be at my house. My parents had agreed, for they were going to their own bash with Joey, as long as the house was in perfect conditions when they returned. Jason and I had of course agreed. At least 60 people were invited, but more always showed up. We had gotten a DJ from a local radio station and by 5 pm we had gotten everything set up. The house looked ready to go, snacks were set up, the lighting too. The pool and yard was made with special displays to accommodate. All that was needed was the guests. Jason picked out what I was to wear, and set me off to the shower, he did the same. We both exited the bathroom at the same time, both looking stunning. Jason had been wearing a pair of great fitting khaki pants, and a tight black shirt to show off his great body. I was in a short black skirt and tight red tank top, with my hair down and heels. He took me by the hand and led me downstairs, as though we were a famous celebrity couple. He even waved and kissed at the imaginary crowds, which made me laugh.
By 7 the crowds were pouring in. Jason and I took one last look around to make sure everything was in its place. I locked all the bedrooms upstairs, didn't want anything accidentally broken, or stolen. The music was playing, and the DJ was hitting all the right tunes, the dance floor (aka the living room) was packed with dancing bodies. Jason ordered me to enjoy myself, as Jimmy grabbed him towards the dance floor. I made my way to the snacks, to get a drink. That's when I saw them. Amy and Scott where on one of the sofas, she on his lap with her arms around him, his hand on her thigh. A bolt of jealousy went through me and I was ready to head out. But then I felt a soft tap on my arm. I turned to see a gorgeous brunette in a tight miniskirt and glittery top, I was stunned.
"Hi, I'm Jenny, Jason's friend," I remembered him mentioning something about a girl he wanted me to meet.
"Oh hi! Pleasure to meet you, I'm Amanda," I said trying to sound as normal as possible without staring.
"Wanna dance?" I took another look towards Amy and Scott. I wasn't going to let them spoil my evening, I can have my own fun.
"Yea, sure!" I said taking her hand.
A fast rap song was playing, that meant booty dancing. She quickly closed the distance between us, and before I knew it she was grinding her ass against my crotch. She was a great dancer, her moves drove me wild as I tried to keep up, not doing a bad job on it. Our bodies moved as one, sometimes with her leg between my thigh and mine between hers, or I infront of her shaking my hips and butt down to the floor with her behind me and her hands on my waste, or visa versa. Her body was warm and soft against mine, and before I knew it we had danced for an hour. We were both a bit tired, but definetely turned on by each others bodies. As we made our was through to the snack table for drinks, I felt her hand grab my ass and give It a squeeze.
"You want to maybe go somewhere more...private," she suggested with a whisper in my ear, giving it a soft bite. I looked into her eyes, those hazel beauties, knowing what it meant, swallowed hard and nodded. She gave me a devilish smile, and we headed up the stairs towards my bedroom. I didn't have a lock on mine, so I placed a red scarf on the knob, signifying to not disturb. As soon as the door was shut, Jenny took my arms, holding them on the sides of my head, pinning me to the wall. She had that look on her face, hungry, hungry for me. Her face inched up on mine, never breaking the eye contact and said
"I want you,"
My reply was sufficient. I moved my lips to hers and they touched. It was soft, she was soft. She kissed me back tentatively. The next kiss was firmer. The passion was increasing with the heat of ours bodies meshing together. She pulled her leg between mine and I between hers.
"Mmmm...." I let out a soft moan. Soon I felt her tongue on my lips, tracing them, I opened my mouth letting my own tongue explore hers. Our tongues twirled around each others, playfully, massaging each others mouth. We were each enjoying this beyond belief. Her hands had seized to pin me to the wall and were now travelling down my body, passed my hips to cup my ass.
"MMmmm.." Again it caused a moan out of me as she pressed herself on my harder. My hands got a little braver and went for her breasts, those beautiful breasts in my hands. This definetelly received an approving gasp. "Ahhhh! Oh yea"
"You.. want ..to ...move... to.... The...ughhh... recliner?" I tried to say between the kisses.
"Uh huh" And thus we moved in unison to the armchair without breaking our kiss. I sat on top of her, my legs around her lap. She moved her legs up to meet my crotch, as I started rocking my hips to a rhythm. My skirt rode up revealing my black thong.
"I love a girl in a thong, makes me so hot," she said looking down grabbing my ass cheeks in her hand. Her hands then moved up to my waist and grabbed my tank top. Again, without breaking away from me, she took it off over my head revealing my matching, almost transparent, black bra. I couldn't believe what was happening, but I didn't want it to stop. She once again gave an approving smile and took a nipple in her mouth through my bra.
"UGHH! Oh that feels mmmm.... Great" I groaned
All of a sudden I heard the door open, letting in actual light to the semi-darkened room. Uh- oh
"Hey Mandy, Scott and I are going..." Amy stopped mid-sentence seeing me almost half-naked sitting on someone. The greater shock came when I turned around revealing a girl. Amy's mouth almost hit the floor. I looked at her, terrified, for what seemed like a minute. This felt worse than being caught by your parents. Finally she recovered herself.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, umm...I didn't mean to" And with that she shut the door
"Oh God..." I thought. Well great way to come out. I was panicking. I realized she wasn't aware of the red scarf signal. Jenny looked at me strangely.
"You love her don't you?"
"How did you..."
"I could tell by the look in your eyes. It's obvious. Go after her, whatever your situation is, you ought to try to fix it." She said compassionately. "Go"
"Thank you for understanding Jenny," I said getting up and straightening myself. I pulled the tank top over my head and walked quickly down the stairs. I knew where she would be, her favorite spot in my house. I made my way through masses of people towards the end of the backyard. As I expected, there she sat on the swing, looking down. I took a seat on the swing next to her, and looked down as well.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't want you to find out that way. I guess I just couldn't find a proper moment..."
"Our conversation about Jason being gay, or the boyfriend one didn't give you the opportunity?" She hissed back. She wasn't upset, just disappointed.
"I couldn't find the right words. I didn't know how you'd take it."
"Mandy, we're best friends. I love you and you know it. Something like this wouldn't change that." She said sweetly. She had never said she loved me before, even as a friend. A tear slid down my cheek and I smiled. She stood up, took my hand, and propped me up along. We were just inches apart from each other now. Amy smiled at me, and wiped the tear form my eye. She hugged me in a tight embrace.
"Oh look, it's just a minute from mid-night," she said raising up her watch.
"What a coincidence, ehh?" I smiled back.
"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, NEW YEARS!" We screamed in unison. Moments later we heard screams from the house.
"Happy 2002 hun," she said kissing my cheek and giving me another hug. I couldn't be happier.
We walked back to the house. Soon after the people started clearing out. And by 1 am it was just Jason, Jimmy, Amy, Scott, and I standing in the living room. They had volunteered to help with the clean up, and by 2 the house was in great conditions. We were all exhausted from all the work, so I proposed that they should stay the night. Jason and Amy agreed, but Scott and Jimmy said they had to head home, they both had an early baseball game tomorrow.
After they had left we all headed upstairs for the needed sleep. Amy was just an inch shorter of my 5"7' and we had pretty much the same size 2 waste. She took a pair of my pajama pants and tank top, as did I, and headed off to bed. Jason had agreed to sleep in the guestroom, leaving Amy and I to sleep in the same bed. I wasn't sure if it was on purpose or not, but I wasn't complaining. I laid down and Amy cuddled close to me. My heart was beating wildly as I felt her breath on my shoulder.
"Goodnight," she whispered and soon dozed off. I couldn't sleep. The moonlight peaked it's rays through the glass door illuminating the room with a silver shine. She looked so beautiful, I must have spent an hour just staring at her. I moved myself lower to I was directly facing her. God, I thought, to touch those lips. I leaned in closer. I was just inches away from her. I could kiss her and she would never know...just a bit closer and I could taste those sweet lips. But no, I quickly came to my senses and realized I couldn't take advantage of her that way. I moved away. She stirred so that her head was resting on my shoulder, and her arm was on my stomach. I smiled. I couldn't help this. I soon drifted off to beautiful dreamland.