Chapter 1
I hadn't spent much time here at the House of Night. But already Nynx had not only gifted me with special links to her, but she has blessed me with great, caring friends. I sat down at our table for the usual lunch routine. I said hello to Shaunee, Erin, Stevie-Rae and Damien, and started to hungrily gulf down my spaghetti. They all greeted me with enthusiasm and the girl's conversation picked up where it had left off. I was too busy eating my yummy lunch to pay attention to their conversation but I soon realised that they were having a debate over whether Stevie-Rae should be allowed to wear her cowboy boots. I laughed quietly to myself but stopped as unexpectedly, someone's leg was rubbing against my own. I looked up from my bowl to see Damien smirking slightly as the fork dropped from my mouth in confusion creating a loud clunk.
He stopped touching my leg the same time I pulled mine back. Was he supposed to have done that? Stevie-Rae interrupted;
'Zoe, doesn't ya'll spaghetti taste good?' I looked at her worried face and laughed,
'No, my spaghetti tastes great. I was, I was just thinking that's all.'
Shaunee coughed, 'Could your thinking face be a little more attractive?'
'Ditto twin.' Erin agreed. Then Damien spoke for the first time since I had sat down;
'Zoe's face always looks attractive.' Now Erin and Shaunee were starring open mouthed at Damien, then he quickly added, 'Not in that way I mean.' Shaunee and Erin laughed whereas Steavie-rae had a weird expression on her face.
'Yes, ill agree on that Damien.' She said while the twins were still giggling. I started to eat again, deep in thought about what had just happened. Had he lied to me? Was he actually straight? Why would Damien and the rest of the group lie to me? It was either that or Damien just thought leg rubs were a nice gesture. Did he possibly like me? Would I like him back if he did? No, it just seemed… so weird, once I was told Damien was gay, that became a fact to me, I mean, being gay isn't something you would usually lie about.
This was all just ridiculous, how is rubbing legs under the table supposed to be seductive anyway! He told me he is gay for Gods sake! So why am I overreacting so much? It could've been by accident for all I know. I jumped unexpectedly and bumped the table with my knees, knocking over some salt as I felt Damien's leg brush up against mine, this time it was obvious to me that it was deliberate. The three girls were all staring at me with their forks in their mouths. I excused myself and left the table. I decided to head for the girls bathroom, I can't be confronted while I am on the toilet. I walked past evil Aphrodite's table and Erik caught me starring at him, I quickly looked away from his gaze and wondered to myself how I wished that he was the one touching my leg.
I reached the girls bathroom, I locked myself in one of the cubicles and sat on the toilet lid. I have peace and quiet and I now had time to think to myself. Could Damien possibly have feelings for me? And what was I supposed to do if he does? Would I be able to feel about him that way or would I just ignore him? He is nice, caring, smart, and good-looking, but it was DAMIEN. He is my friend, my awesomely cool gay friend, and now he was rubbing my leg? I need to take a chill pill and find out the truth form him. But what if he is keeping being straight a secret from everybody? That is a pretty weird thing to do, so why would he want to do that in the first place?
If I was going to speak to him about the whole leg rubbing thing then I was going to have to do it in private in case he is keeping things secret from the rest of the group. A shock burst through my mind like an electric current, yesterday Damien and I decided to do our homework together in the library tonight. Tonight then, hopefully I will be able to bring the topic up as less confronting as possible, I mean the last thing I want to say is; 'So Damien, you were rubbing my leg at lunch?' Yes I definitely don't want to put both of us in that awkward position.
Or even worse, what if he does rub my leg again? It would be a bit obvious that I am avoiding him if I suddenly leave to go hide in the toilets. Why am I stressing! It's Damien I am talking about, my good friend Damien! The word friend bounced around in my thoughts; could I be more than friends with Damien? Do I want to? I pushed aside that question as I heard Steavie-rae enter the bathroom worrying about me. It didn't matter I told myself, because I would find out tonight.
Authors note: Well what do you think? It's my first Fanfic. I'm not sure if I am going to continue writing this one, so please tell me if you like it and I will finish it for your sake :D would love ideas!