Stay with me here...so I was struck with this idea for a story, don't ask me why or how! Just a bit of background...I had this idea of the girls chillin' one night, about to order pizza, maybe playing some truth or dare. Emily doesn't strike me as the type to pick dare very often (if at all) and so I imagine that she chooses dare and the girls decide that she has to flirt with the pizza guy and get his number (and stop short at kissing, even though Hanna is all for it). Something out of the ordinary for their Emily, cuz she is kind of a prude in the beginning ;) This is not affiliated with my other story (don't worry, I'll have the new chapter out soon!) and just a quick note that this story doesn't deal with "coming out"; which is to say that in this story, it is as natural being gay as it is straight! Oh and assume that Paily has never met. Please, read and review :))
Ready or Not
"Hi. So that'll be…"
Caught quite off guard by the way the girls were staring, open-mouthed and wide-eyed at her, Paige's greeting which started off enthusiastically enough quickly died out. Her eyebrows crashed together, her eyes darting over each of the girls' shocked expressions and briefly considered waving her hand in front of their faces. However, deciding quickly that these girls could not handle any sudden movements, she decided to speak.
"Uhm, your pizza?" she said, both hands holding out the pizza box to remind them why she was here since they seemed to have forgotten.
"Errmm, right, Emily? I believe you have the money?" Spencer said, being the first one to recover. Of course, that wasn't completely true considering that Hanna had erupted in a silent fit of giggles. Acting quickly, she grabbed Hanna and Aria, threw them behind her while pushing Emily forward. Emily, caught completely off guard, managed to catch herself before falling on top of the delivery girl. She had put an arm out in front of her, just in case, and that arm was currently resting on the other's shoulder. Paige had stepped forward when she saw Emily falling, holding the pizza with one hand against her hip and reaching for Emily with the other. With Emily's hand on her shoulder, and Paige's hand on Emily's hip, both girls came to a stop staring into each other's eyes. It was only when they heard the door slam (amidst more giggling) that the girls moved again, and rather awkwardly. Paige blushed, retracting her hand from the other girl and looked down at her feet. Emily pulled her hand away from the other girl, and not entirely sure as to what to do with them, awkwardly held her hands together in front of her.
"So…you deliver pizzas often?" Emily asked in a horrible attempt at idle conversation. Paige looked up quickly, not entirely sure she heard the other girl correctly.
"Uhm. Yeah, it's my job," Paige said, a little rudely. She instantly regretted being rude to this girl, but she felt ridiculously awkward and she suspected it was because of this girl that she felt that way. She didn't know how she felt about that. She was insanely pretty, tall with dark brown hair and dark tanned skin and Paige was certain that she never paid this much attention to anyone, let alone a girl.
"Sorry…" Emily said quietly, "I just wondered if you had been doing this for very long or whatever." This is so stupid! That's what I get for choosing dare, Emily thought, silently berating herself. However, she had to admit the delivery girl was quite fit.
Paige was at a loss as to what exactly was happening. Why was this girl talking to her? She thought about the way she had been greeted by all of the girls, how they reacted…and suddenly it all made sense.
"You were expecting a boy, weren't you?" Paige asked, glancing at the windows to the side of Emily and smirking when the blinds moved. "You and your friends have some kind of bet going on?"
"Yeah, kind of," Emily admitted sheepishly. She blushed a little, thinking about all that was required of her from her friends' dare. "I'm supposed to ask you for your number…" Emily trailed off, finding the trees across the street suddenly very interesting. Paige watched as Emily avoided eye contact with her, leading her to suspect that there was much more required of her…
"Do we have to make out?" Paige blurted, before she could stop herself. If she had blushed before, it was nothing compared to now. Emily's eyes darted quickly to Paige's own, surprised at her question. Quickly ducking her head she tried talking again. "I'm…I just meant…"
Emily was beginning to find this girl adorable, especially because of the way she kept ducking her head. She smiled, no longer nervous about talking with her. Plus, she's pretty cute, Emily thought as she looked the girl up and down appreciatively.
"I'm just supposed to flirt with you a little, get your number. But if you wanna make out…" Emily said coyly, enjoying the way the other girl was getting flustered. In the house, she could hear the girls catcalling. She stopped smiling when she saw how uncomfortable Paige seemed to be, standing in front of her with her head down.
"Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," Emily said quickly, reaching out to touch the other girl's arm. "What's your name?" she asked, hoping she hadn't scared the girl too much. The other girl looked up at her, her dark brown eyes looking questioningly into Emily's own. Emily returned her gaze, smiling softly at the girl. Beautiful…each girl thought of the other.
"Paige," she finally said. "My name is Paige." Emily grinned, happy that Paige was comfortable enough to tell her her name. Paige returned Emily's grin with a small smile of her own.
"Hurry up and get her number, I'm starving!" Hanna yelled from inside, causing both girls to jump slightly. Emily laughed and was pleased to see Paige chuckling as well.
"So, Paige, can I have your number?" Emily asked, playfully batting her eyelashes. Paige smiled, shaking her head at Emily's flirty ways. She held her hand out for Emily's phone and Emily handed it to her.
"Am I gonna have to expect calls and messages from your posse?" Paige asked as she input her information.
"I'd be lying if I said no," Emily admitted, adding, "but I'll make sure to keep it at a minimum."
As Emily reached for her phone in Paige's hand, she was surprised when Paige grasped her hand. Looking at her, she felt a small tingle work its way down her spine at the look Paige was giving her. Steady, confident, and with the tiniest smoldering glint in her dark brown eyes, Paige brought her hand to her lips, kissing the back of it gently but firmly. Biting her lip, it was Emily's turn to look down at the ground as she blushed.
"Don't feel as if you have to keep your messages to a minimum," she said as she let go of Emily's hand. Emily laughed.
"As long as you remember that you said that!" she replied playfully.
"Oh I'll never forget," Paige reassured her, "but before I forget why I came here, perhaps I should give you your pizza now. Here you go." As Emily received the pizza box, she gave Paige the money for their order.
"Good bye, Emily," Paige said, smiling.
"Bye," Emily replied, smiling back at her. "Thank you, Paige," she added as the girl turned to leave. Stopping, Paige turned to her and nodded.
"It was a pleasure."
