[2005-06-22] - [9:33 p.m.]
[i wanna run with the wild horses, oooh...]
[‘Anna, what is up with you these days?’ asked Rhiannon, impatiently waiting for Anna to catch up with her.
The two girls were walking home together, going back to Rhiannon’s house to do homework and chat for a while. They had been best friends since the beginning of high school, and were now seventeen.
‘Sorry,’ replied Anna. ‘Just a bit distracted, you know! It’s nothing major, don’t worry.’
Rhiannon nodded, knowing that Anna could be like a clam if she wanted to keep something locked away in that mind of hers.
‘So, anyway,’ she continued, deciding it wasn’t worth pursuing the matter that was distracting Anna. ‘It was sooo funny in media today; Chris was singing all these really old songs from when we was like seven! Even Rory was pissing himself laughing! In the end, Jacey, our teacher, sent him out cause we wasn’t doing no work!’
Anna laughed, but it wasn’t the laugh she normally used. This was more of a fake laugh; a laugh that she hoped was at the right point in the conversation. They finally reached Rhiannon’s house, and Anna followed her friend upstairs. Rhiannon flopped on her bed, pulling Anna down next to her.
‘So, you wanna talk about what’s eating you?’ she asked, leaning on her elbows so she was facing Anna.
She was wearing a low cut, red top, and Anna almost forgot the question as she stared down at her friend’s breasts.
‘Um, well it’s kinda strange,’ she began. ‘There’s this person I really, really like but we’re like, just great friends and I don’t know if they feel the same way.’
‘Ask them,’ suggested Rhiannon.
‘I can’t, what if they hate me forever?’
‘Then show them how you feel.’
Anna kissed Rhiannon, wrapping her arms around the blonde haired girl’s body. To her surprise and amazement, Rhiannon kissed her back, not pulling away. Anna felt delicate fingers running through her dyed black locks, messing up the curls she so perfectly put in each day. But curls were the last things on her mind, her hands on Rhiannon’s flat stomach, moving up to the lacy bra she wore under her T-Shirt.
She moaned in ecstasy as she felt Rhiannon’s gentle fingers making patterns on her thighs, whispering the girl’s name under her breath as Rhiannon moved slowly upwards. Her fingers rubbed softly against Anna’s underwear, bringing another moan from the girl.
‘I never knew,’ she gasped, pulling her lips away from Anna’s. ‘If only you’d told me baby, it would have been okay you know.’
She rolled over so she was on top of Anna, kissing her forehead, before thrusting her fingers back down Anna’s jeans.
‘I love you!’ moaned Anna, arching off the bed.
She stifled a scream as she climaxed, flopping down on the bed, with Rhiannon beside her.
‘Love you too,’ was Rhiannon’s only comment.
Anna’s fingers entwined with Rhiannon’s, moving over so she could be nearer to her. Neither heard the front door open, or saw the person walk into Rhiannon’s room.
‘Rhi, what’s going on?’ asked the quiet voice of her mother.
‘Nothing mom, just me & Anna sorting out girl stuff!’ answered Rhiannon, trying to hide the blush rising up her face.
‘Okay then,’ sighed her mom as she left again, a knowing smile emerging on her face as she wandered back downstairs.
‘Think she knows?’ asked Rhiannon, worriedly.
‘Yeah!’ giggled Anna. ‘You didn’t make it totally obvious or anything, Rhi!’
Both girls collapsed in a fit of giggles, hands still held together.
‘So I’m guessing this person was me?’ checked Rhiannon.
‘Yeah,’ answered Anna. ‘Yeah, I guess I took a chance, telling you. But I’m glad I did.’
]
The Girl: -
Aimz; Fourteen; Crazy; Odd; Sarcastic; Brown Hair; Blue Eyes; Short; Skinny; Accident prone; Clever; Romantic deep down; Paranoid.
Loves: -
Three Days Grace; Simple Plan; Horror Films; Love Films; Any other films; Avril Lavigne; Kelly Clarkson; Green Day; Friends; Mobiles; MSN; The Internet; 'Casualty'; 'Holby City'; Photos.
Hates: -
Most manufactured bands; People who don't try to understand; People who are two-faced; Smoking; Cancer; Getting the blame; Having no money; Rain ruining my eyeliner; Families.