Ro: Thanks for the encouragement. I'm actually trying to make Cornelia harsh. As she is the 'Queen' of the school, she has a reputation to uphold and will do so ravenously.
Rampage33: I appreciate your enthusiasm.
The Puppeteer: I'm glad you liked it, and I'd very much like to have someone to beta read my chapters. However, this is not a Will/Caleb. Sorry.
New Home
Will yawned a large yawn as she woke up, feeling thoroughly miserable. She and her mother had only been living in Heatherfield for a week and already she hated the city. Once again she had moved to a town where mob mentality ruled the masses and everone was ruled by the rich. Her school had been proof enough of that.
Her first day at school was yesterday and she could already tell that she would be alone at school all year long. No Friends, no significant other; just like last year, and the year before that, and the year before that, all up until she was twelve. Not that she minded it of course. She had been dealing with being alone for four years.Her relationship with her mother had begun to slip as soon as they started moving around so that they were never in one place for a whole year.
Will had once had vast hordes of friends and admirers and one best friend. Elyon Brown had been best friends with Will when they were twelve. Will had harboured more than friendly affections for her Elyon and had planned on telling her friend how she felt. Then Elyon died. With her best friend dead, Will's stability began to slip. She lost all of her friends and admirers
Then her mother decided to start moving all over the place, dislodging Will from everything she had ever known. She started working all the time, leaving Will alone or with some random sitter.
And just a week ago, they had made their ways to Heatherfield, and though Will hated the city, she could take some comfort in knowing that she might be staying for a while. Her mother actually seemed to like the city and was joining as many groups as she could. And Will had found her own sanctuary.
The H.O.H.S. or Homosexuals of Heatherfield Society was a place where Will - or any person with attractions to their own sex for that matter - could go without any fear of being discriminated against; or a place to live if they were forcibly removed from their homes when they came out to their parents. Will had spent as much time there as possible and had gotten to know some of the residents of the building quite well.
There was Rose Dawson, the kind old lady who ran the place. She was a billionaire who had moved to Heatherfield thirty years ago. She had more than enough money for her own good so she decided to fund the society.
The two that she spent the most amount of time with were Richard Wood And Will Crosser, two of the guys who lived in the dorms on the upper floors. They had both graduated school two years ago and were each other's boyfriend. Both their parents had been stuck up semi-rich people who couldn't stand the idea of having a gay child and so they kicked them out of their respective houses.
" WILL! Wake up! Breakfast is ready! " Screamed her mother, Susan from downstairs.
" I'm Coming! " Will shouted back and set about getting dressed. She chose a typical choice of attire for herself. Which consisited of a black T-shirt with an unzipped, grey sweater overtop of it. A pair of dark blue jeans, some socks, and her only pair of shoes, which were dark crimson running shoes with white highlights.
Before she made her way down the stairs, Will looked at herself in the mirror just outside of her room. It wasn't that she actually cared what she looked like, it was more out of habit than anything. Finishing her habitual self inspection, Will made her way slowly down the small flight of stairs and into the main area of the apartment that she shared with her mother.
" Oh Will, I do wish you'd wear something different for a change. " Susan, Will's mother said as Will entered the main area. " All the clothes you ever wear anymore are so dreary. If you really wanted to make some friends, you should dress a little nicer. "
" Mom, I already told you, I don't care about making friends. And for the last time, I don't wear pink, or any other of those disgustingly bright colours. So put away whatever outfit you're about to show me and don't comment on the way I dress okay? Thanks for breakfast. " Will said, grabbing a piece of toast and walking out the door; leaving her mother with her hand still in the bag of clothes she had bought.
' Stupid mom. ' Will thought as the elevator began its descent to the bottom floor of her apartment building. ' Maybe she'd know that I hate colourful stuff if she'd cared to be home long enough to find out. You could probably call up any of my old sitters and they'd know more about what I like than she does. Not that I really liked any of them either. '
' God I'm glad yesterday was Friday. Kind of a stupid day to have the first day of school on though. ' The elevator reached the ground floor and Will promptly exited the building. ' Seriously, Out of all the schools I've ever been to, the first day of the year was never a friday. There are a few things I like about this school though, like that blonde girl. What was her name... Cornelia, that was it. '
' It's a real shame though, ' Will thought as she continued walking to nowhere in particular. ' She didn't seem like someone who's into girls. Plus, even if she was I heard that she's pretty much the queen of the entire school, and I'm just some peasant. Some weird, lesbian peasant; I wouldn't have a chance with her even if she was a lesbian. '
Will smiled inwardly as she thought of Cornelia. Her perfectly crafted body, her pale, heart shaped face, her lush, pink lips, the way her silky blonde hair hung elegantly down her back, the way her tight little ass swayed as she walked. ' I could go on for hours, ' Will thought to herself with a naughty look on her face. ' But what would that accomplish? '
Will stopped in front of the H.O.H.S. building. ' I guess here's as good a place as any. ' She thought as she walked up the cement steps and through the large, oak doors.
Will smiled for the first time that day. Inside the building was where Will felt more at home than anywhere else in all of Heatherfield. It was the only place where she felt she could truly be herself without being discriminated against. She took a look around the main room, looking for something she could do. Almost immediatly, her eyes fell upon her favourite couch. On the aforementioned couch was a girl who could be no older than fifteen. She had a very small frame, and jet black hair, styled into two pigtails that reached all the way down her back to her ass.
She appeared to be of chinese descent and had a look on her face that was not far off from the look Will commonly wore. The look that said ' I'm depressed, so go the hell away. ' It soon came to Will's attention that someone else had noticed the young chinese girl; it was Natasha, one of the girls who lived upstairs.
Natasha and her friends were most commonly known throughout the building for their constant and loud sexual activities. They often tried to bring other girls into their circle; they most often preyed upon newcomers, presumably to give the newcomers a sense of acceptance. Will tried to stop them at every opportunity and she was not about to let this young girl be pulled into Natasha's circle of orgies.
By the time Will reached the couch, Natasha was already there, talking to the young chinese girl. " So, " Will heard Natasha say. " do you wanna come upstairs to my room and hang out with me and my friends? " She asked, snaking her arm around the girls shoulders.
" Natasha, leave her alone. " Will said. " She's obviously depressed and she doesn't need you hitting on her. "
" Butt out Will. " Natasha spat. " This is none of your business. "
" Well I'm making it my business. Now stop messing with the new girl, go upstairs and screw yourself. Okay? " Will snapped back, shooting Natasha a glare.
" Fine little miss goody goody, I'll leave her alone already. " Natasha snapped, glaring at Will before stomping back upstairs to her room.
Will took a seat on the couch beside the new girl. " Trust me , you don't want to get mixed up with her. She's bad news. I'm Will. " She smiled at the younger girl.
" I'm Hay Lin. " The younger girl answered shyly.
" So, what's your story? Parents kick you out? Ran away in shame? " Will asked.
" I came out to my parents and they got really angry at me. My grandmother was the only one who didn't yell at me. But she didn't say anything to me either. My mom yelled at me to get out. She said she didn't care where I went, just as long as I didn't go back there. " A few tears escaped Hay Lin's eyes.
Will looked upon her with pity. Even though she wasn't exactly on good terms with her mother, Will was sure that if she came out to her, that she would not get thrown out of her house. " Well, I can't exactly say that I know what you're going through, but my mom and I aren't exactly on friendly terms at the moment so I'm familiar with at least the yelling part. "
" But she's my mother. Mother's aren't supposed to kick you out of the house. They're supposed to ... Oh I don't know what they're supposed to do! But they're not supposed to kick you out! " The tears were flowing in full force now and Will could do nothing but hold Hay Lin as she cried.
Suddenly Will had an idea. " Hey, did you bring any luggage with you at all? She asked, removing the young chinese girls head from her chest. Hay Lin nodded and pointed at the bag beside her on the couch. " Great, now come with me, I've got somewhere you can stay. You don't mind rooming with a pair of guys do you? " Hay Lin shook her head no. " Awesome. "
Will stood up off the couch and, taking Hay Lin by the hand led her through the maze of people and assorted toys that littered the floor and to the stairs. They had to walk up three flights of stairs before they reached the hallway Will was looking for. Will led Hay Lin to the third door on the left of the hallway and began knocking furiously.
" Yeeeessss madam? " A boy of at least eightenn years of age asked in a bad british accent.
" Will, open the door and let us in. " Will ordered.
" Who's us. " Will asked, peering around outside the doorway.
" Me and a new friend of mine. " Will responded, moving to her left to allow Will a proper view of Hay Lin. " Where's Rich? He usually does the butler bit. "
" He's taking a shower. " Will said, dropping the accent and opening the door; aloowing the two girls entrance. " Now, what did you need to talk about? "
" I was just wondering if you and Rich wouldn't mind taking Hay Lin here as your room mate. " Will suggested, entering the room with Hay Lin following timidly behind.
" Yeah I guess I wouldn't mind lwetting some new blood into the room. I'll have to okay it with Rich though. He'll be back... now. " Will said as the door opened and Richard or 'Rich' walked in. " Hey Rich whaddya think of letting Will's friend Hay Lin here room with us. "
" Sure, I got no objections. She can have the other bed all to herself. " Rich turned to Hay Lin. " Welcome to the family Hay Lin. "
Hay Lin took a look around her new roomand the realization finally hit her that she had found a new home and a new family. When that fact finally did hit home, She cracked the largest smile Will had ever seen.