What am I?
High School Love Story for lesbians/bisexuals or anyone else who's interested!
First Seeing Her
New in this city, it was March and abnormally cold. The first day of school was today, and I walked 20 minutes to get there. I was walking down the hallway when someone bumped into me and knocked all my books and pens to the floor. Soon after a voice said, "I'm so sorry about that!" I looked up to see the person that the voice belonged to, and there stood a tall, skinny boy with glasses resting crookedly on his nose. "It's okay," I said, smiling to reassure him. He knelt down beside me, collected each pen into his hand, and shoved them back into its case. "Here," he said, handing the case back to me. "Thanks," I replied. He smiled and asked, "are you new here? I don't recognize you." I nodded in response. "Yeah, since three days ago." His eyes boggled. "Wow. Where from?" But just then the girl had passed by. Not just any girl, but the girl. She smelled of sweet, essential oils and her eyes turned to me for part of a second, then back in front of her. They burned holes through my insides, and I found myself shaking. Then I felt a presence near me, and I turned to see the boy half yelling in my face. "What was that about?" he asked, and his eyes flickered to the girl. "Um, uh, nothing...she seems cool," I replied shakily...