This is my first slightly sexual femme slash coming at y'all so R&R. It's meant to be short because of it's title.
Disclaimer: I don't own degrassi.
Dedication: To Ras, the goddess of all slash and luckily my best friend.
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She needs it. Pure and simple.
She needs the fire that burns whenever she sees that wonderful creation pass her and knows that it's wrong. She knows what people might say and that is the only reason she keeps quiet. Even as they're pressed up against each other in some closet or behind some staircase, gasping each other's name at the slightest touch, she knows that they should never do this again.
But they always do.
It's not that she doesn't love her boyfriend, she does. He understands some parts of her that no one ever will. What they have is deep and connecting. And the thought of what he'd do if he ever found out sometimes breaks her heart. But even that can't stop her.
They both have reps to maintain because if nothing else, it's their personal joke. The mere fact that they should hate each other makes it more passionate. But they couldn't.
" Manny." She silently watch as they crowd the girl of her desires. She watches as they make some innuendos but she doesn't hear what they're saying. The only thing she notices is Manny's eyes boring in to her as if this was the punch line to their joke. So she laughs. Everyone else thinks that's she's laughing at Manny and this only makes her laugh harder. She watches in lust as Manny saunterers away knowing that she's the reason that her hips are moving like that. She wants to follow but she can't.
She needs her.
Craves her.
Desires her.
Wants her.
And even if they don't know her secret, everyone knows that Paige Michealchuck always gets what she wants.
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Should I continue?