A Night with the Queen

Part IV

PART IV

"Say what now?" Lisa asked again, not so sure if she heard Jaimee say what she think she said.

Jaimee smiled brightly, "I want to take you out on a date."

Lisa scoffed and went to her buggy, pushing it toward the general direction of the public library.

"You must be crazy to ask that question. And you must be absolutely, positively insane if you think that I will say yes after all you've done to me."

Jaimee jogged to catch up with Lisa.

"So is that a no?"

"Yes," Lisa deadpanned.

"Yes?!" Jaimee asked excitedly, getting a rise out of the girl.

"Yes," Lisa answered again, before realizing that she was being played like a fiddle.

Jaimee pumped her fist in the air.

"Yes! So it's settled then. We are going on a date," Jaimee remarked eagerly before grabbing Lisa's buggy and pulling it to the direction of the nearest restaurant she saw.

Lisa struggled, but she didn't want to risk damage to their delivery buggy so she settled on threatening Jaimee.

Jaimee, however, paid it no mind. Her mind is all jumbled up and fuzzy from the excitement of finally taking Lisa out on a date. It didn't take long when a realization came crashing down at her.

She forgot her wallet.

Out of all the things she could have forgotten: shades, cellphone, even underwear for christ sake. But no, Jaimee had to forget her wallet. If she wasn't wearing her shades and didn't have expensive makeup on, she probably would've facepalmed.

Jaimee turned around slowly, noticing Lisa's worried expression to why her spirits suddenly dropped.

"I forgot my wallet," came Jaimee's heartfelt confession.

The smaller girl was silent for a while until she hung her head.

Jaimee not wanting to disappoint the girl, panicked, "I-I can still call for the staff to bring it to me! We can go wherever you like," Jaimee explained like a fool until she saw the small girl's shoulders bobbing up and down. And what came next pleasantly surprised Jaimee.

It was Lisa's laughter.

And it was beautiful.

"You people rely too much on money. You can still have fun without spending anything," Lisa explained and pushed her buggy to where she was headed originally.

"Follow me," Lisa instructed Jaimee when she saw the cheerleader still staring at her.

A little flushed from how the things turned out, Jaimee followed Lisa quietly. She observed the girl secretly and couldn't help but fall a little bit deeper for her, even if she didn't want to.

They found themselves in front of a public library, and Jaimee felt excited all over again. Despite her many inadequacies, she loves to read and it's one of her ways to escape her problems. Sure, she liked to play music, dance, and occasionally bully someone just for sport, but reading held a special place in her heart.

They both entered through the door and Lisa immediately went to Kelly the friendly librarian.

Lisa greeted Kelly shyly. She's a regular and the staff had known her ever since she was a little girl. She also seems to be their only customer today.

"Hi Kelly, do you have something new for me?" Lisa asked.

Kelly smiled at both of them briefly before handing Lisa a stack of books.

"These just came in last week. I knew you were gonna come, so I held on to them."

Lisa thanked Kelly and dragged the quiet Jaimee with her.

"The public library's kinda big, huh? This is what saved me all throughout my whole school life. Other kids had internet, but I have this. Pretty cool, right?"

Jaimee just nodded, looking around the library. It really is big. To be surrounded by all the books and by Lisa is just heaven for Jaimee.

The smaller girl led them upstairs, on the second level, where they had long tables and couches for people who wanted to relax and do some really deep reading. Jaimee loved it.

But as she looked around, the place was nearly deserted, save from a middle-aged man sleeping on one of the couches and a woman on one of the long tables, doing something that seemed very important.

"Why is this place not packed? It's great!" Jaimee said.

Lisa shushed her. "Be quiet."

Jaimee pulled Lisa on one of the couches and let her settle down before picking one of Lisa's books randomly. Then she laid down on the couch, her head on Lisa's lap.

Jaimee opened her book casually, not minding Lisa's reaction.

"What are you doing?!" Lisa whisper-shouted, face lighting up like a Christmas tree.

"Reading," Jaime said, hiding her smirk. She turned to another page of her book, not even reading anymore.

"Get off me," and then Lisa pushed her off of her and into the floor with an 'ooof'!

Jaimee got up, dusting herself off and smirking. She already expected that kind of reaction from Lisa. But she plans on bugging her still. Getting Lisa all worked up and irritated is kind of hot.

This time, she leaned on Lisa and stole a quick kiss on her cheek. And when Lisa turned her head to look at her, she stole a quick kiss on the smaller girl's lips too.

Before she knew it, she felt Lisa hit her with a book and use that same book to cover her face.

Could she be more adorable than this?*

"Stop it," Lisa warned with a hard tone in her voice. Jaimee is playing games with her again.

Jaimee giggled and finally focused on the book she was holding.

"Best date ever," she muttered under her breath but made sure that the smaller girl could hear it.

The two teenagers spent the whole afternoon just like that. They both just read and bantered, and then read some more. Jaimee loved every second of it. They went out once for a short break and Lisa brought her ice cream. It was seriously the best date that she ever had.

"Can I take you home?"

    It was almost dark and Jaimee thought that the adorable girl must be crazy if she thinks Jaimee would let her go home alone.

Lisa looked at the blue-eyed teen and raised an eyebrow.

"No."

"Oooops. Too late. I already texted my chauffeur and he will pick us up here. I will take you home," Jaimee insisted stubbornly.

"I'm going home," Lisa sighed before she got her buggy and started pushing it towards the direction of their house.

Jaimee groaned and turned Lisa to face her.

"No, you are not going to go home now. It's dangerous and I will never forgive myself if anything ever happens to you," Jaimee frowned, her face void of any emotion that indicated she was joking.

For a fraction of a second, Lisa was actually intimidated. Jaimee took notice of it and immediately softened her expression. Jaimee took one of her hands and kissed the back of it.

"Princess, please consider my offer."

Lisa withdrew her hand as if she was burned, looking at Jaimee incredulously.

What is she playing this time?*

Whatever she's doing is pretty darn effective, because Lisa can already feel her inner self swaying—her resolve is starting to break and giving in to the uncharacteristically sweet attitude Jaimee was displaying.

In the end, Lisa let the girl take her home.

Jaimee chased her chauffeur out of the car and gave him money to commute back. The whole ride home was silent. Jaimee attempted to start a conversation several times, but the smaller girl refused to be drawn into Jaimee's trap any further.

Finally, they reached Lisa's house and the girl quietly slipped out of the car. Jaimee, not wanting their time together to end already, held the girl back by putting a hand on her shoulder.

Lisa paused and looked at the girl at the driver's seat. They stayed like that for a while, the lights inside the car turning off and giving Lisa the comfort that Jaimee wouldn't see how emotionally vulnerable she is right now.

"Can I..." Jaimee started, her breath hitching up in her throat. "C-can I take you out again? On a proper date? I really want to see you again, Lisa. Please."

Lisa fidgeted. This is what they should be discussing; this is her time to finally express the things that have been bothering her for the past few days.

"I don't think we should be seeing each other anymore," the smaller girl barely let out, but Jaimee heard it; Jaimee heard it loud and clear.

It made her heart clench painfully in her chest.

"Why?" Her jaw tensed. "Is it because of that fuckboy? Whatshisname*, Kid?"

Lisa rolled her eyes.

"Oh please, you know his name. And he is definitely not a fuckboy," Lisa defended her friend.

Jaimee's eyebrow raised, her inner b***h begging to come out.

"I don't really give two f***s about him. Is he your boyfriend now?" Jaimee asked, fist gripping the steering wheel hard enough to cause her knuckles to whiten.

Lisa looked at the cheerleader, confused as to why she seemed so tense.

"Are you jealous?" She blurted out, her own hand clamping over her mouth after realizing her tactless comment.

Jaimee cackled sarcastically—bitterly.

"Me? Jealous of that prick? What does he have that I don't?!"

"Why are you shouting?" Lisa asked calmly, confused about where their conversation is heading.

"I am not shouting! I am merely putting emphasis on my words!"

"That's called shouting, you know," Lisa blurted out again.

Jaimee, feeling a little overwhelmed and a whole lot of jealous, acted upon the greatest impulse her body thrummed with. She pulled the smaller girl close and crashed their lips together in a passionate kiss.

Lisa's eyes widened in surprise, just for a second before she closed them and reciprocated the kiss with equal passion. She moved her lips in tandem with Jaimee while the other girl put her hands firmly on Lisa's hips.

Jaimee resisted the urge to run her hands all over her delectable body and moaned into the kiss instead, feeling the heat inside the car rise steadily. This is nothing like the first kiss they shared.

Lisa wrapped her arm around Jaimee's neck, feeling the something inside her burning. It was not just s****l, although she wanted nothing more than to let Jaimee take her.

    It didn't matter that they were in a car, in front of Lisa's house, and basically exposed to any perverts who can notice the slight rocking motion of their car.

Jaimee moaned into the kiss and couldn't take it anymore. She pulled Lisa into her lap to continue their make-out session. Whilst trying to kiss the smaller girl senseless, she leaned the car seat way back until she was almost laying down.

It took a lot of willpower for Jaimee to finally break away from the girl.

"Lisa," she panted, finding it difficult to catch her breath. "Stop me before we do something that you'll regret."

Lisa remained quiet, staring at the most beautiful girl she ever laid eyes on, not quite knowing what to say. She felt ashamed. One moment, she was saying that they shouldn't see each other anymore, and the next, she was playing tongue hockey with her.

"You're great. Please Lisa," Jaimee continued, searching for any evident emotion on the petite girl's face. "Please go out with me. I'll do everything to prove myself worthy of your love, because... I—"

"Stop it!"

Jaimee immediately shut up. Hearing Lisa shout is a very rare occurrence. And it hurt her to hear Lisa yell at her.

"I don't—" she started to say but then stopped when she felt the smaller girl's hand across her face.

Lisa just slapped her.

It stunned Jaimee more than actually hurt her.

"Just shut up!" Then, without another word, Lisa pulled Jaimee in for another kiss.

The blue-eyed cheerleader was so sweet, so warm, moving against her.  Lisa bit back a moan as Jaimee's lips trailed down to her neck and she felt Jaimee's hands run over her hips to cup her butt.

"You need to take your shorts off," Jaimee whispered on Lisa's ear for a second before going back to nipping at her neck.

"Why?" Lisa asked lazily, mind still hazy from feeling Jaimee run her hand all over her.

Jaimee pulled away for a moment and smirked at her.

"You won't be needing it for what we're about to do."

Just hearing Jaimee say that sent a fiery feeling to Lisa's core. As if on a trance, Lisa started tugging her shorts off.

"This too," Jaimee whispered, hooking her finger inside the waistband of Lisa's panties.

Lisa slid them off of her and nervously looked at Jaimee. The cheerleader's smile was gone now and she was staring at Lisa. All of her.

"God, you're so beautiful.."

Lisa blushed, not used to such compliments. The shy girl squirmed under Jaimee's intense gaze until Jaimee looked her in the eyes.

Jaimee wanted her.

Mustering whatever courage she had left in her, Lisa reached out and straddled the other teen.

"I—I want to touch you."

Jaimee's eyes grew heavy with desire.

Finally, she closed the distance between them with a burning kiss.

***************

The intense fire had died down, leaving the two girls in the state of euphoria. Jaimee held Lisa closely, playing with her glossy hair while whispering sweet nothings to her ear. Much like their first time, it was sweet, comforting, and endearing. It wasn't like the explosive, wild and powerful s*x they just had a few minutes ago.

Watching the moonlight illuminating Lisa's flustered cheeks and disheveled hair inside the dark interior of Jaimee's car, the way the smaller girl closed her eyes, her mouth forming a small 'o' as she reached her peak on top of Jaimee and how those soft moans and whispers excited something deep within her heart—there was no way that it was just s*x.

"I love you," finally, Jaimee blurted out in a soft whisper.

She waited patiently for whatever Lisa's reaction was going to be. She expected a couple of scenarios quickly, with the smaller girl blushing and saying that she loved her too, or with Lisa just grabbing her face and kissing her. However, she wasn't prepared on how to react when the girl broke away from the warm embrace and started putting her underwear on.

"Lisa?" Jaimee asked, unsure on how to approach the situation.

Had she said anything to upset the girl?

"I'm sorry, but I have to go," Lisa weakly excused herself, putting her clothes on in record time and exiting the offending vehicle. The moment she got out, her knees wobbled and she had to hold on to the car for support.

Jaimee, on the other hand, struggled to put her clothes back on and to get out of the car to catch up with Lisa who was now removing her buggy from the car's trunk.

"Lisa, please talk to me," Jaimee pleaded desperately, "I love you."

Jaimee's voice broke at the end of her statement as she wrapped her arms around Lisa, refusing to let the girl go until she told her she loved her back.

"I'm sorry," Lisa said in a voice void of any emotion. "—but I cannot accept your love. Please, I don't want to see you anymore."

And with that, Lisa broke away from Jaimee and turned around. She pushed her buggy forward and didn't dare look back, not wanting Jaimee to see her tears. She didn't want Jaimee to think that she's falling for her games again. Most of all, she didn't want Jaimee to know that she succeeded in hurting her even more than before.

Because whatever she may say, or whatever her mind tells her to do, she knew she was already in love with the Queen.

Meanwhile, Jaimee watched hopelessly as the girl of her dreams went back inside her house, leaving her with such pain in her heart. She collected herself and entered her car, slamming her hands on the steering wheel and her head drooping forward.

She buried her face in her hands and noticed how damp her cheeks are from her tears. Her body shook and she struggled to catch her breath as she replayed Lisa's words again and again in her head.

She couldn't wrap her head around the situation, and she felt so many emotions at once.

Hurt.

Why is this so painful? Is love supposed to feel this way?

Denial.

Lisa didn't just reject me, right? No one can reject me! She can't possibly find someone better than me!*

Insecurity.

Is this because of Hallin? What does he have that I don't? I'm richer! More popular! And damn more beautiful!

Anger.

Who do you think you are, Lisa? You're nothing but a pathetic nerd that came my way.

Her grip on the steering wheel tightened even more.

You're going to pay for hurting me like this, Lisa.

***********

Elsa is worried. Her daughter had been moping around all day, not really talking to her that much. She was sure that if the girl had her own bedroom, she would lock herself up all day.

"Mom, I'm leaving for school now," she heard her daughter bid goodbye. Even her voice was lacking energy. As the older woman went on to do her chores, she briefly wondered if her daughter's new friends caused the change into her current mood.

Lisa couldn't help but dread coming to school. She didn't want to see Jaimee. She didn't want to confront her in fear of breaking down in front of her. So as she walked all the way to school, she kept thinking of ways to avoid her.

"Good morning Lisa," Keith greeted her as he found her staring blankly at space again. It bothered him that his friend, best friend now, has some kind of problem. Keith really liked Lisa as a genuine friend.

Lisa suddenly yelped when she saw Keith in front of her, waving his hand in front of her face.

"Are you okay?" The bedimpled boy asked her.

Weakly, she nodded. "I guess I am."

Keith nodded, taking Lisa's things and carrying them. Lisa is really small, but she carries a lot of heavy books, so he helps carry them.

"We should go out sometime. To release your stress and whatnots. Froyo sound good?"

Lisa was about to reply when she felt a ridiculous amount of cold liquid being poured all over her.

"What the hell dude?!"

She briefly heard Keith yell behind her, but all she could do was freeze in place, her brain absorbing what had just happened. She felt cold and wet, and... sticky. And finally, it kicked in. She smelled grape juice. Someone poured a bucket of cold, grape juice all over her.

Finally, she turned around when she heard that all too familiar laugh. She hoped that she was wrong, but when she did see the culprits, her spirits died.

It was Jaimee and her boyfriend, Josh, along with some cheerleaders and jocks.

And they were all laughing at her.

Finally, Jaimee stepped forward, her blue-eyes cold and unfeeling.

"This is war, Anderson," Jaimee eyed her angrily before walking forward, shoving her and causing her to tumble back.

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