Chapter 2
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Sylva let go of my hand and immediately ran to the mirror to make sure everything was where it was supposed to be.
"So, I hear you're a carpet muncher." She said, running her fingers through her hair.
"Uh..?" I raised an eyebrow at her.
She rolled her eyes. "Lesbian, dumbass."
"Sure, I guess. Why?"
She turned towards me and smiled, walking over to stand right in front of me. Again.
"Dude, can you back up or something?" I asked, taking a step back.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me close. That girl had some strength.
.."I am too."
I blinked. "A what..?"
She sighed loudly. "I'm lesbian, Tate."
I blinked again. "..and why are you telling me this..?"
"Because." She smiled, brushing my hair away from my face. "I've had a little crush on you since 6th grade."
My eyes widened. "Uh..is that why you did all those horrible things to me..?"
She nodded.
"..and what about Onone..?"
"Oh, her. I just didn't like her fat ass. She's always eating someone's food." She rolled her eyes in disgust.
"Hey, that's still my bestfriend. So cool it."
"Sorry.." she mumbled. "Anyways, I've always had this really big crush on you, and I've always wanted to know what it was like to..y'know."
I raised an eyebrow. "What are you saying, Sylva?"
She looked at me, pouting for a bit before she grabbed my face and smashed her lips against mine.
I stood in shock for a few moments before my brain kicked in and I kissed back, wrapping my arms around her waist. She pressed against me and I blushed red hot as I felt her full breasts press against mine.
After a few moments we broke the kiss. Me, blushing like crazy and her, smiling like she just hit the jackpot.
"Well..that was fun.." She broke the silence, straightening her shirt.
I merely nodded.
She tilted her head and grabbed my hand, placing a little piece of paper in it.
"My number." She answered my unspoken question. "Don't worry. I already have your's. Call me if you wanna do something some time." She smiled and winked, kissing my cheek.
I know she was trying to play it cool, because she practically skipped out of the bathroom like a little girl picking flowers.
I opened my hand and looked at the paper. Not only did it have her number, it had her address too.
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