I don't own twilight or it's characters. Same lady (SM) insists it's hers.
AN: I took a break from this story because it wasn't as good a quality as I would like and I decided I needed to work on the plot and character history. I think too much was skipped in the beginning. So I'm going to be going back through the chapters and it may seem a little disjointed until I finish correcting this. Hope you don't mind. Once I reach chapter eight it should come together again.
In The Beginning There Was Sam
This would be the third summer that Angela life guarded at the beach and watched Leah from afar. Leah was beautiful, seemed to be popular (Angela didn't go to the same school, so she couldn't say for sure.), had a hunky boyfriend, was smart and a funny. But unfortunately, Leah was unattainable. Leah was everything Angela felt she was not and she was into guys, not girls. What hope did Angela have of ever catching Leah? So Angela watched from afar and watched jealously as Leah's hulk of a boyfriend hung onto her. Angela waited all school year for the summer to come around so that she could watch Leah. Sure, she was supposed to be watching the water. But how could she when Leah's long luscious hair hung down her strong feminine back until it brushed the top of her firm round cheeks. Her elegant neck was poised and kissable. Angela wanted to suck, nibble and kiss down the older girl's neck, collarbone and down to her hidden treasures.
Leah disentangled herself from boyfriend as Angela watched on as always. Then Leah jogged over to Angela in shorts over a one piece swim suit.
"Hiya Ang!" She called cheerfully. Angela returned a half-hearted smile and mouthed 'hi' back to her crush. God Leah was beautiful. It was then as Angela's eyes raked over Leah that she saw the ring. It was the first time Angela had seen Leah since last summer. This was new. Leah noticed Angela's jaw drop and some other emotion cross the younger girl's face before she focused. Leah smiled dreamily looking down at her hand.
"You saw that huh?" She reflected holding her hand out looking at the ring. "Sam proposed. We're engaged!" Leah reveled in her news. Angela concentrated on not looking crushed.
"I'm so happy for you." Angela responded dutifully. Leah caught the tone wasn't as happy as she would expect. She expected that Angela was jealous of her and wanted Sam or a boy like him to propose to her. Leah noticed the look of longing resonating from the girl. She felt a moment of pity but observed that Angela was a pretty girl. She was kind and sweet and funny and smart. Eventually a boy would come to his senses and notice what a catch Angela was. Leah felt a sense of sadness creep over her as she imagined some stupid teenage boy kissing Angela. It was such an odd response that Leah brushed it from her thoughts and focused on talking about her engagement and how Sam had proposed back at Christmas. Leah tried to engage Angela in some friendly conversation but Angela seemed distracted. Leah politely left and ran off for her shift at the other beach about to start. Angela couldn't help but watch Leah's long legs pound through the sand. Her heart jumped for a moment.
Angela pulled out her spiral ring notepad and began to write her name alongside Leah Clearwater's. Soon she caught herself drawing pictures of Leah in compromising pictures with her own mouth capturing Leah and dragging the older girl into bliss. She occasionally looked up at the water. But her mind was elsewhere. As usual, she fantasized of all the things that she would like to do to Leah and all of the things that she would like Leah to do to her. She sighed to herself and put her notepad back into her backpack and attempted to focus on the beach.
Angela felt the unfairness of how Leah and Sam could flaunt their relationship for the world to see and she couldn't do the same without consequence. When she was thirteen, she had stayed with her cousin in Yelm. A town south of Seattle. She had her first and last relationship with a girl called Denise. The girls had quickly accused Angela and Denise of being attention whores and the guys had made passes at them or suggested that they would "set them straight." Angela shuddered. She didn't want to be set straight. She just wanted to enjoy what she liked without attention from guys and girls being nasty to her.
A few days later Leah showed up looking miserable after calling in sick for one day.
"Leah! What's wrong?" Angela panicked wondering if she was hurt or if Sam looking like a brute of a man had hurt her Leah.
"Sam disappeared!" Leah sobbed. Angela held her as she broke into a story how she had looked everywhere. Angela wanted to beat Sam to a bloody pulp and she soothed Leah as best she could. Angela spent more time around Leah but soon her cousin came and then Leah spent more time with Emily. Once Emily arrived, the closeness that had formed in the previous days were quickly lost and Angela felt the relationship was back to where she started. But at least it hadn't slipped back. Sam returned but weeks later something happened. Leah didn't show up to work and that was very unusual. Angela paced her room that night until after a few hours she worked up the courage to go over to Leah's house.
She rang the door bell and waited looking around the neighbourhood. The houses were smaller and a little more worn looking than the ones in her neighbourhood. Less money had gone into the gardens. These were some of the visual cues of the reservation compared with Forks. The opened and a warm but sad brown eyes met hers. A boy, around thirteen years old had opened the door and he was almost as attractive as Leah. But soon he would go through puberty and he would lose his slightly androgynous look and Angela's favour. He looked Angela over and backed away.
"Come in. She's crying in her room." Leah's younger brother, Seth deemed Angela an appropriate visitor and led the girl to Leah's room.
"Leah! Angela's in the hallway." Seth called and left Angela standing alone outside of Leah's room. She felt awkward, but she had to check on her beautiful Leah who was apparently crying alone in her room. Leah's door cracked open slowly before Angela was yanked in by the arm and through the door like the prey of a trapdoor spider. Angela saw Leah throw herself back down into her pillow sobbing. She walked over to Leah's bed and took a seat at the edge of the bed and stroked the older girls hair.
"Could you tell me what happened? I thought you and Sam were working things out?" Angela winced as she said the words. They felt wrong coming out of her mouth, but she didn't want Leah's happiness taken away from her. Leah threw herself into Angela's arms and she held the sobbing girl close soaking in her presence and touch.
"We were!" Leah cried out and fell into a fresh bout of tears. Angela hushed her and tried to comfort her as best she could. After a time, Leah's tears calmed and Angela listened quietly.
"He dumped me for my best friend and cousin, Emily. He doesn't want to see me anymore... He doesn't love me. He lied to me." Angela's heart was broken for Leah and she wanted to hunt down Sam and destroy him for hurting her girl. But who was she kidding? At five foot four inches tall and weighed a hundred and ten pounds. Sam was well over six foot tall and Angela didn't want to guess how much the man weighed. He weighed more than Angela could hope to take down. She would have to settle for comforting Leah. She brought Leah's face up to meet her eyes with her hands on Leah's cheeks with compassionate eyes and spoke slowly but clearly.
"You are a beautiful, strong, smart and independent woman. You don't need him." She wanted to say that Leah had her, but that seemed to be a bit too much honesty for the time being. "You grieve now but when you're ready, you will be stronger for this." They locked eyes for a moment and Angela felt a shiver pass through her. It felt like a connection had been made and she felt herself being dragged to Leah's lips. Leah felt something change between them in this instance and wondered what it was. She had wiped her face and was staring at Angela with red rimmed puffy eyes. Soon Angela was taking a chance and leaned in to kiss Leah. And Leah didn't move away. It was a soft and warm kiss. They held apart for a moment and looked at each other. Angela carefully measured Leah's reaction. She knew that she getting Leah on the rebound, but she couldn't help but hope that Leah felt even an ounce of the emotion that she was feeling. Timidly, Angela pressed forward for another kiss, this time she ran her tongue along the edge of Leah's mouth hoping that Leah would co-operate and open her mouth. And she did. Angela felt a rush of hope and joy. Soon they were kissing and touching and holding each other. Leah being more dominant by nature had pulled Angela down onto the bed and was straddling the smaller girl and kneading her hands through her clothes. Angela held firmly onto Leah's perfectly shaped hips that she had watched from afar. She loved Leah's curves and admired them in her hands now. They were falling into bliss grinding against each other when the bedroom door flew open.
"Mom says your friend needs to-" Seth began and stopped when he saw the two girls fly apart. His jaw dropped and he stood there staring blanked face. The girls sat on the edge of the bed looking at the ground as they both blushed.
"Mom says my friend needs to go home or decide to sleep over." Seth was wondering if this was how girls cheered each other up over a break-up when they weren't cousins like Leah and Emily. He prayed to God that guys didn't do that. He thought he would be more upset, but he was very interested in Angela now that he knew that she makes out with girls. If only she wasn't making out with his sister this would be perfect. His mind was racing when he was brought back to reality.
"She's going home!" Leah snapped in a harsh tone keeping her eyes away from Angela. Seth watched Angela's face crumple up in pain and felt for the girl. Leah didn't know what happened but she was sure that she wasn't a lesbian. She was sure that Angela was a lesbian and was using her during her moment of weakness while she was mourning being dumped. And she didn't appreciate being used. Angela got up and left the room quietly following Seth down the stairs, out the front door and back to the car. She tried to focus on the fact that she and Leah had kissed. And it had felt amazing. She had kissed one other girl and a boy. Kissing the boy had felt empty, kissing the girl had felt very nice. But kissing Leah was exquisite and she hoped to God that Leah would see reason and allow her back in at another time. Angela drove home and went to bed. That night, both girls were dreaming of that kiss.
Leah's recovery from Sam was sped up dramatically after "the kiss" and Seth thought she was going to pursue more with Angela. But she had avoided Angela. They never talked about what he had saw. He sensed that Leah didn't want to talk about it and wanted to pretend that it never happened. Leah's recovery was incomplete though. He was convinced that if Leah just gave Angela a chance, things would be better for his sister. The only problem was that if Leah went public with a relationship with Angela, Seth would have a lot of boys to deal with. He was already fending off plenty of lude innuendo's about his hot older sister in his grade. Leah had lost her job due to failure to show up and she was avoiding the beach and Forks. She was avoiding Angela and the budding new feelings that she was experiencing. Night after night, her dreams of Sam turned from hot, hard and masculine to warm, soft and feminine. There wasn't anything masculine about Angela. She was a strong swimmer and hard some tone and definition in her body, but her body was beautifully curved and feminine. Her mind kept bringing up the pretty younger girl from Forks. No matter how hard she tried to push her from her thoughts, she was confronted with images of Angela.
Sam had started a small gang of three in La Push. Sam, Paul and Jared. Leah was curious and distrustful. She threw her attentions into understanding why the Council and her father still had such positive affections for Sam when she highly doubted he was up to any good. He wasn't going to college in the fall anymore. He seemed to be running in and out of the forest whenever she saw him along with his goons and none of them seemed to wear anything except pants and shorts. No shirts and no shoes ever seemed to grace their bodies. Eventually she found Paul laying back on the beach, propped on his elbows.
"What are you guys selling around La Push?" Leah asked. He didn't look up.
"We're not selling anything." Paul replied without looking up. Leah was quiet.
"You're up to something. I'm going to find out what it is and when I do, the Council we kick you out of La Push." Paul jumped to his feet and stood nose to nose with her. Except he had grown over six foot tall as well and she was suddenly being towered over and she couldn't shake the feeling that he wanted to destroy her. It was very intimidating but she refused to back down. But then his eyes changed and softened and stared at her adoringly. Leah felt herself shrink back from him. She wouldn't back down from anger. But now he was emanating pure love. And she shrank back from that. They stared into each others brown eyes. His eyes were a shade lighter than hers. Her heart skipped a beat and she felt a small pull towards him. She jerked away from him and backed away onto the beach and began to run. Soon she was at the parking lot where Angela watched Leah struggle for breath. Angela ran over to her.
"What's wrong?" Leah stared at Angela thinking quietly to herself. She needed to get away from the feeling that pulled her to Paul. She didn't like the guy. He had a temper and she had witnessed him bullying a fair number of students around the school. Angela was so gentle and sweet and ... perfect.
"Can you stay at my place tonight?" She asked the quiet girl.
"Of course!" Angela beamed feeling ecstatic. They went into Angela's car and drove away. They each passed shy looks at each other. They both knew what was about to transpire felt excitement build even as nothing happened. Leah knew that Seth was out tonight and her parents were in Seattle. It was just the two of them. As she explained this to Angela arriving home, she caught Angela gulping. She chuckled and held Angela's face in her hands just as had been done to her the last time Angela had been in her home. They never made it to a bedroom. Soon they were in a state of mid-undress rocking and moaning in each others arms. It felt perfect. Like this was the way it was meant to be.
"Angela!" Leah screamed as Angela had pulled away and had buried her face into Leah's hot wet folds. Leah was already so close to orgasm that Angela only had to suck down on her clitoris and with a few strokes of her tongue Leah's legs had clamped down around Angela's head and she was trembling through an orgasm. Angela assisted Leah in riding through her orgasm before moving to capture Leah's lips with her own. Leah tasted herself on Angela's lips and held Angela's hips tightly rocking her against her body. Angela ground down against Leah and felt a coil building inside her core. A moan slipped from her and she gripped Leah tightly as her own orgasm began to build. Leah felt a thrill rush through her as the shy girl became shy no more and groaned deliciously thrusting against her. Angela stiffened as she peaked her orgasm and Leah held her gently and rocked against Angela to carry her through. They collapsed in each others arms breathing heavily, their chests heaving. At first they cuddled and then reality started to dawn on Leah. What was she doing with this girl? She had never fantasized about a girl in her life. Angela felt so good against her. But Leah wasn't a dike. She had just been dumped by the love of her life and now she was screwing some girl? She could feel love rolling off this girl, just as she had felt it from Paul. But she wanted that love to return from whence she had lost it. Sam.
Leah sat up in bed feeling upset, confused and ashamed. She turned her emotions on Angela and narrowed her eyes at the younger girl. "Get out!" She said coldly. Angela had been feeling euphoric up until this moment. She felt an earth shattering pain cross through her. Leah felt a moment of guilt as Angela's face crumpled in pain. "Get out of my bed you fucking Lesbo!" Leah shouted feeling the need to distance herself from what she had just participated in. Angela set a mask over her face and solemly climbed out of the bed. She was breaking inside but she was determined not to show that in front of Leah. She glared at Leah as she got dressed and watched as Leah blushed but forced herself to watch with an angry mask to cover her own shame.
Angela silently left the Clearwater home, drove home and snuck upstairs to bed. It was only after she was quietly tucked in bed and hiding under her covers that she broke down in tears.
