ICarly No more

by experimentalgirl17

Icarly is no more. Sam and Carly are seniors in High school and no longer friends since Sam came out and anounced she is gay publicly. Sam has a new lover who Carly hates. Carly has new friends and is very popular

14. Chapter 14

Wow…long chapter but a good one if I say so myself…read all of it!

Chapter 14 – Movie Night and the Party

The two girls and the two boys walked to Ran's car. They decided to take just the one and leave Jason's at school. Ran could drive him back later or if he drank too much or any at all according to Ran, she would take him home to his house and he could get his car the next day. Jason was not a big drinker but he did partake on occasion. He did not drink when he went to parties with Ran since she frowned at it and after he drank with her around she would not have sex with him; her punishment for him drinking. But tonight he knew he was not going to get any anyway since Amber was with them so he figured he could do a little drinking tonight and worry about Ran's nagging later. He looked at the Asian girl as they walked and smiled. He liked her…more than she liked him…and hoped one day she would let down her guard and admit they were dating instead of just fooling around.

As they got to Ran's car, Freddie opened the passenger side door, after Ran unlocked it using her remote, and motioned for Amber to get in. Amber smiled sweetly.

"Thanks, Freddie. You are a gentleman." She then surprised him when she stood on her tip toes and kissed his cheek. She then hugged him and got into the car.

Freddie was a stunned and muttered out it was no problem and hoped he would see her later. Ran rolled her eyes and jerked Jason's hand out of the way when he tried to open her car door, "Just get in." She snapped. Jason got in the back seat behind Ran smiling. One thing he liked about Ran was her feistiness. They drove away and Freddie walked to his car to visit Carly.

He was a little excited to go see Carly knowing Sam was going to be there and smiled as he walked to his car. It had been a long time since the three of them hung out and he missed that. Sam tormented him at times, but they both knew it was how she showed her affection to him. His mind then turned to Amber. Oh God what a mess…ok yeah I had a small crush on her…but it was a small one and no big deal. Hell, I have small crushes on every pretty girl I see, but she was flirting with me…I know she just broke up with Sam…well Sam dumped her, and she is in rebound mode. Still…God…it was great the way her hair smelled and her perfume and…hell everything about her! I never would have thought Amber St. Claire would show interest in me! Yeah she has a reputation, but that is bullshit! She is not like that! Freddie, Freddie, Freddie…chill out. Just take it slow. Maybe ask her out and be her friend. She needs that more than anything right now. Yeah, but I was just friends with Carly all these years hoping it would lead to more and look where that got me? Of course Carly was always up front with me and never led me on. I know, I know, Amber is not leading me on…she is just upset. She needs a friend and I will be that for her. And then there is Sam. How would she feel if I started going out with Amber as friends or as dating…Oh, Freddie, why did you decide to sit with her at the game! What did I get myself into? Freddie questioned himself as himself drove home and to Carly's place. They were still neighbors after all these years. Freddie turned his head and smelled his jacket and caught a small hint of Amber's hair. He smiled and hoped his erection would go down before he walked into Carly's apartment.

Sam, Carly, Freddie –

Carly's door bell rang and she got up to answer the door. She had been sitting close to Sam while the horror/slasher movie played. Sam even had her arm around her and at times Carly would hide her head on Sam's shoulder and close her eyes when the gory scenes played. Both girls really like the seating arrangement, but they were both to afraid to tell each other they did. Carly felt safe in Sam's arms and Sam felt very excited to have her friend so close. Sam picked up the remote and was going to pause the movie but Carly shook her head. "Its cool…you don't have to." She grinned as she walked to the door. Sam laughed.

"Yeah you never did like these kinds of movies. We didn't have to watch it, you know"

"Hush…my house my rules and tonight my rule is cater to Sam Puckett's every whim."

Sam grinned and wanted to badly to ask her how she would cater to her whims and desires she was thinking when they were sitting on the couch so close, but of course she kept her mouth shut. Was it possible she was flirting with me…naw…that's just Carly.

"Freddie! About damn time!" Carly shouted as she opened the door. "We started without you and you missed all the wonderful blood and guts of the Jigsaw Man. What a shame."

Freddie grinned, "Damn…I missed Saw…which one?"

Sam looked up, "Five. And took you long enough, Benson, I thought you were going to be a no show! Hell I was hoping you would be."

"Well hello to you too, Puckett. I really debated coming over here knowing you would be sitting on the couch and eating all of Carly's food…just like the old days." Freddie said as he removed his jacket and hung it on the coat hanger by the door.

"Yeah, whatever, Benson. Just sit as far away from me as possible so I can have a nice evening." Freddie smiled when he saw Sam look back at the television and tried to prevent her mouth from smiling. She was not successful. She tried to cover it up by stuffing popcorn in her mouth, but both Freddie and Carly noticed her smile. They looked at one another and grinned. Yeah like the old days, Freddie thought, the good old days.

"I've got to pee…Freddie make yourself at home…you always do." Carly said and she ran up the stairs to the bathroom.

Freddie sat on the couch next to Sam, who did pause the movie when Carly got up to answer the door. He was sitting on the far corner and she was on the other one. Both were quite for about five minutes and Sam finally spoke first. "So…ummm…who won?" She said still looking at the paused scene on the television.

Freddie answered while looking at the same scene, "We did. Good game through. Jason took a real beating, but played great. He is going to feel it in the morning through." He debated if he should tell her about Amber and decide not yet. "So…umm…what's been going on tonight? Do anything exciting or just hang out?"

"Just hang out…it has been fun. We talked, ate, talked, and started the movie." She glanced at Freddie and turned her head quickly as he glanced at her. Oh, fuck it! Get it over with before Carly comes back, she thought as she glanced back at him again.

"Ok…this is crazy! Scoot over here and give me a hug and let's get it over with and that will be it!" She snapped at him. Freddie grinned and scooted over and hugged Sam.

"I did miss you." He whispered in her ear. Sam smiled.

"Yeah me too…but if you tell anyone I'll kill you. And you can let go now." She whispered back. She felt his body jerk as he chuckled.

"Deal." He gave her a tight squeeze and let go and scooted back to his corner. Both were grinning when a voice behind them spoke out.

"Damn…about freaking time! I thought I was going to have to fake pee for ever!" They heard Carly shout behind them. "Carly!" Both Sam and Freddie yelled and all three burst out laughing. Carly sat down between the two, which made her sit close to Sam and her legs were touching hers. Carly felt a rush if excitement and blushed, she quickly turned to Freddie. "We have left over pizza and snacks it you want something to eat. And tell me about the game…I kinds missed it…the cheering part." She felt Sam's hand on her thigh, maybe a little far up than it needed to be. She blushed again and felt another charge of excitement.

"I'm sorry, Carls." The blonde said.

"It's ok…that was one fun thing I did when I hung out with…what does Amber call us…The Queen of Diamonds and her court…I liked cheerleading."

Freddie jerked involuntarily at the mention of Amber's name, "Umm…why did she call then that? I never could figure that one out." He asked Sam.

Sam grinned, "Well, you have to understand her and her quirky brilliant mind. It was something she thought of that only she would understand and of course she told me. Ok, here it goes. One of her favorite movies was Breakfast at Tiffany's…and what is Tiffany's? A jewelry store that specializes on diamonds so that is part of the connection with Tiffany. Then Tiffany always wears those diamond ear rings, that tennis bracelet, and that diamond pendent …so another one…and her family has a lot of money and diamonds is associated with wealth…so one more. And her court were Keisha, Maria, …and Carly." Sam smiled as she thought of her ex and her quirky mind. Only she would think of something that complex to come up with a nick name. "And of course she even named three four of you after the other cards. Maria is the king because she is the biggest bitch, Keisha is the joker because she...well something happened between her and Amber last fall that I really cannot mention, so don't ask. Tiffany is the queen as I mentioned, and Carly is the ace. Simple huh?" Sam laughed with Freddie and Sam because it was really a thought out nickname for the group. Carly did not smile.

"That is the most ridicules way to come of with a nick name I've ever heard", Carly snapped, "and why was I the ace?" Carly asked curiously.

Sam grinned, "Because she thought you were the…well…the highest quality of the group, the classiest and the prettiest." Sam then grinned, "Don't get me wrong, Carls, she dislikes you a lot…while she thought those things she still does not like you."

Carly crossed her arms on her chest, "Who cares what that freak thinks anyway. She is weird! I never did understand of all people you could have dated you picked her! You are so pretty and anyone would have been happy to date you…if they were…well…you know." Carly stammered when she realized her mistake. "Hell, you should have let Maria bash her brains out all over the cafeteria last spring!" Both Sam and Freddie looked shocked at Carly's comment. She said it with such force and venom.

Sam laughed, "Damn, Carls, a little harsh don't ya think? Well…first I did not pick her, she asked me out. Second, there really is not a vast number of lesbians or bi sexual girls at school…or that admit they are," Sam noticed Carly flinched at that, "I mean I could cruise the college and maybe get lucky, but that is not me. And third, there was no way I could stand by and watch what Maria was doing to her. No one else was helping…well that one kid…Wesley, that burner kid, but a Troy and some other jocks stopped him. Ran was out that day…she would have helped of course, but no one stepped up…I guess they were scared. Anyway, I thought she was going to seriously hurt Amber and that was wrong. Hell, she gave the girl a concussion and I remember when I took her to the nurse she was so out of it. She kept saying, "Its ok mom, I'm fine over and over again."

Carly was still made, "Why her…I mean hell, Sam, you have done things to hurt people seriously and never thought twice about it. I heard about the incident last year at the skateboard park. What made that day and her different? Hell she started it anyway!"

Sam shrugged, "I don't know…I mean seeing it. Maria is stronger and taller and seeing her jump on top of such a little person like Amber…I don't know…let's just drop it…ok." Sam could not explain in front of Freddie that it reminded her of her dad. Seeing a larger person beating up a small person like that reminded her of watching her dad beat her mom or even herself. Carly nodded, she understood.

Freddie shifted and felt uncomfortable and decided to change the subject. He asked the first question that popped in his mind, "So you mentioned Amber likes old movies? Which ones?" He could have kicked his self for asking that. Why did I? Because I want to know what interests her, that's why!

Sam shrugged, "Just older ones like Breakfast at Tiffany's, Sabrina, Roman Holiday; Street Car Named Desire, Gone with the Wind; anything with Audrey Hepburn and Vivian Leigh. And Paul Newman movies, I like some of those like Cool Hand Luke, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, and The Sting…those were cool. A lot I thought were boring." She started to get a little uncomfortable talking about Amber and she could sense Carly was too. She was hoping Carly would change the subject, but the brunette looked lost in thought.

Carly was thinking about something Sam said about Amber's choice of movies. Gone with the Wind made her remember that she read that book and saw the movie a couple of years ago. She read the book because she loved the movie. It hit her that something about the character Scarlet O'Hara reminded her of Amber. It was…well her looks…the book mentioned Scarlet had brilliant green eyes…maybe that was it and she was small and petite so that could be part of it to, and she had a great deal of charm. The book mentioned that while Scarlet was not a beautiful girl in the conventional sense, but she had a charm that made her appear more beautiful than she was. That was one thing Amber and the fictional character did not have in common, Amber was beautiful. Scarlet was vain and Amber could be as well. She cared a lot about how she looked. Another thing they did not have in common was the fictional girl was strong willed, could be cruel, and selfish. Regardless of her feelings for Amber, Carly could not say the girl was selfish or cruel. She could be devious through. Carly also had to admit the girl had the charm and the manners of the southern belles in the book.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Freddie asked another question, "I heard she scored almost perfect on the SATs?"

Sam replied without thinking, "Yeah…she missed a perfect score by three questions, one in the Verbal section and two in the Math. I understand on Misty did better than her on the SATs. Hell, she almost took the again to find out which ones she may have missed." Sam chuckled, "She almost did until I told her she would be so freaked out thinking of which questions she missed she would score worse. She didn't retake them. She can be a drama queen at times." Sam glanced at Carly and saw her friend was uncomfortable with the conversation. "So why the interest, Freddie?"

Freddie shrugged, "Just curious…she was at the game and I sat with her and Ran."

Sam sat up straight on the couch and glared at Freddie, "She went to a football game? With Ran! Well that was convenient, huh? I knew she was a little whore!"

Freddie straightened his self. "Oh, come on, Sam, they're friends. They have been friends for a long time! About as long as you and Carly!"

Sam just snorted her reply, "Yeah…well…maybe, but I…wait! You sat with her? Please don't tell me you are making a move on her! I can't believe you, Benson! You want to fuck her? You think you have a shot with her? Trust me, Benson, you could not handle her in the sack!" Sam jumped off the couch and stood with her fist clenched.

Freddie jumped up and so did Carly, who moved between the two. "Sam! Freddie! Both of you calm down! I am not going to sit here and listen to the two of you fight over that freaky bitch!"

Freddie glared at Sam, "Yeah me either. I am leaving. And for your information, Sam, you dumped her! So don't get all jealous and upset because she may or may not be interested in someone else!" Freddie stormed to the door, grabbed his coat, and left.

Carly glared at Sam, "Samantha Puckett! I cannot believe you! You know Freddie would never do that! And he is right; you did break up with her so if she wants to find someone else that is not your business!" Carly was mad because Sam blew up at Freddie but even madder because she got jealous over Amber.

Sam glared back, "Yeah…well…I do not need this shit!" The blonde made her way to the door.

"Where are you going? You are just leaving?" Carly shouted, but her voice was shaky with emotion. Sam turned.

"Yeah I am!" And she walked out of the door.

Carly fell back to the couch and started to cry. It is entirely that whore's fault! I hate her! Amber St. Claire, I hate you! You ruined a perfect night! She thought as tears fell from her eyes.

Sam closed the door and paused in the hallway. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She muttered and made her way to the elevator. She pressed the button and waited. "Fucking elevator!" she cursed at the slowness of the machine and made her way down the stairs. She stopped in the lobby and sat on the waiting couch. She put her elbows on her knees and her head in her hands and started to cry. After a moment she sniffled and made her way back up the stairs and paused at Carly's door. She waited a minute and rang the bell. She heard Carly's shaky voice.

"It's…*sniffle*…open…*sniffle…Freddie."

Sam opened the door and Carly looked up, "Sam…*sniffle*…I'm…*sniffle…sorry."

Sam sniffled again, "Yeah…me too…I was wrong. I was out of line." She did not move. Carly ran to her and hugged her and the two girls cried. After a moment Sam pried herself from Carly and smiled at her. "She…I told you we had some glitches we would work through."

"I'm just glad you came back. Promise we won't talk about her anymore…k"

Sam laughed, "Ok…I'll try. You know you could've ran after me." Carly laughed and the two hugged again.

"You know…you need to apologize to Freddie. That was uncalled for you know."

"Yeah…I know…but umm give me a moment. I…I don't want him to see me cry or know I have been crying. He would think it was about him."

Carly laughed, "Ok…but in a moment you are going to march your cute butt next door and tell him to come back over and apologize."

Sam smiled, "Yes m'am…and since when did you start thinking I had a cute butt?"

Carly blushed, "I…I…did not mean…I...sorry it was just…Oh damn it, stop messing with me! You know what I meant!" Sam chuckled.

"Well you have a cute butt too, Carly." Both girls laughed and ten minutes later Freddie was back and the three were on the couch watching the rest of Saw V and once again Carly would huddle close to Sam and close her eyes at the gory part.

Later that night, Freddie left and Sam nudged Carly to wake her up. She fell asleep with her head on Sam's lap and her feet on Freddie's during their third movie. "Carls…Carls…we need to go to bed, baby."

"Umm…five more minutes…I don't want to go to school…please." Carly muttered. Sam looked at her and gently brushed her thick black hair from her face. God, you are so beautiful. You look so sweet and peaceful, the blonde thought. She shook her again, "Come on, Carls…my leg fell asleep. Get up." She whispered and felt Carly stir.

"Ok…ok…I'm awake. What time is it?"

Sam glanced at the clock, "It's after three. We can sleep late in the morning. I need to let Amber know she can pick up her stuff tomorrow…maybe we could go to the moves or something so I won't be there." She was still running her hand through Carly's hair.

Carly gave Sam a sleepy smile, "Umm…ok, or shopping…that feels nice…please don't stop. Umm…yeah that feels good. You are so sweet, Sam, and a great friend. I didn't mean to make your leg fall asleep." She turned her head to look up at Sam and smiled. Sam glanced down and thought she had never seen such a more beautiful sight than the girl in front of her. She leaned closer and Carly timidly raised her head. As Sam leaned in to kiss her friend and her friend raised up to kiss her, Sam cell phone rang loudly. Carly jumped up and Sam fell back to the couch. Oh, what was I doing! I can't do this. She is going to freak!

"Umm…maybe you should umm...get that. It's late and…well it may be an emergency." Carly stammered as she turned off the television.

Sam got up, "Yeah…I guess." Sam walked to the kitchen table and picked up her phone, which had stopped ringing. The caller ID read Private Caller. She waited a few minutes too see if the called left a voice mail. They did not.

"Must be a wrong number…I guess we should go to bed. I'll take the couch."

Carly frowned, "Sam…since when did you sleep on the couch. I have a king sized bed and…you can…umm..sleep with me."

"You sure?"

"Of course, silly, you always sleep with me when you spent the night. Come on." Both girls went up to Carly's room and Sam went to the bathroom to pee and change into her pajamas, which were only a pair of loose gray cotton shorts and a light blue tee shirt with the name a skate shop across the front. She walked back into the room and saw Carly folding down the sheets of bed. The brunette was wearing a light blue pajama top and matching short pajama bottoms. Sam could not help but admire her butt as she bent over the bed. The shorts rode up her a little and exposed her butt even more. Sam could tell her friend was not wearing any panties.

Carly turned and smiled, "I like to sleep on the left, remember."

"Sure," Sam replied and moved to the bed and Carly grabbed her arm. "Hey…what's the matter?"

"Just tired…nothing really," Sam replied but could not hide it in her voice. Carly gave her a hard look and Sam sighed, "Ok…I…I'm sorry about what…we…what I almost did downstairs…I didn't mean it."

"Did not mean it? Well, Sam, I am happy to hear that. I am so glad you find me repulsive and don't want to kiss me, but I sure as hell wanted to kiss you! You sure know how to make a girl feel good." Carly sat on the edge of the bed in mock anger.

"You…you wanted to? To kiss me, right? Carly…I…I don't…yes I meant that I wanted to, but thought you would freak…and…God of course I wanted to…you are so beautiful." Sam replied confused and took Carly's hand as she held it out to her. Carly gently pulled Sam so she would sit next to her on the bed.

"Sam…I wanted to…real bad…but I have to be honest with you. I…I am confused, Sam. I love you, but I don't know if that love is friendship love or romantic love. I am so glad we are friends again and I am confused if I wanted to kiss you because of that or…or if…if I like you as more than a friend. I really can't say truthfully if I am into girls like that. Maybe I am curious and just want to see what it would be like. And then you are confused to. I know you are still a little confused about Amber...please don't deny it…I can tell. You proved that when you got jealous of her and Ran and then her and Freddie. I am not saying you are still in love with her, but the two of you just broke up today and you need time. I…I do not want to be the girl you rebound with. And then there is the fact I have never done it…I have never had sex and I want it to be special with someone I have no doubt or confusion about regarding my feelings and I what that person to have no doubts either. I…I don't have much experience in things like that you know…well none. I mean I only kissed guys…and had one touch my breasts, but that is it. Did you know around the popular group I am known as a tease? I used to go to parties over the summer and mack on cute guys but never let them do anything. I was not meaning to be a tease…just did not want to have sex just to have sex. I'm sorry…I don't want you to feel like I led you on or teased you, Sam. Do you understand? And…I don't want to ruin our friendship until I know one hundred percent how I feel about you and about love and girls in general."

Sam smiled a little, "Yeah I do. And I do appreciate what you said and agree with some of it. Funny, any other girl I would be all over right now trying to seduce and have sex with, but I can't do that to you. And I don't feel you are leading me on. I respect you for being honest with me. I love you to, Carly, and if it is in a romantic way then I am patient and I will wait for you. If it is not we will always have a close friendship. If it plays out that I do love you more than a friend I will still be your best friend. Nothing can or will ever change that again." Sam kissed Carly on the forehead and crawled to the other side of the bed and covered up. Carly crawled under the sheets herself.

"Thanks, Sam…I am very happy you are here. I have not been this happy in a long time."

Sam yawned, "Mmm glad to be here too. Night, Carls."

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure…anything."

"Why are you so far away? Scoot over and I'll meet you in the middle." Both girls scooted over and Carly turned her back to Sam, "Hug me, Sam…I would like that." Sam smiled and put her arms around Carly.

"Umm…feels good…night, Sam." Carly closed her eyes but she did not drift off to sleep even if she was tired. Well I did not really lie to her. I mean some of the things were true. I meant what I said about her and Amber and worried I would be a rebound. She needs a friend more than a lover…so yeah that was true. But damn it! I wanted her so bad! If her phone would not have rang would we be having sex right now? Damn, I want her to be my first! Do you hear me Sam Puckett, I want you to kiss me all over, I want to kiss you all over, I want to feel your fingers and tongue inside me! I want you to take my virginity! I want you to know without a doubt that you love me! I am not confused! I love you Sam Puckett! You are so lovely! And Amber was wrong, you are the prettiest girl in school not me…hell the whole state…hell the whole world! Carly thought and hoped she would develop instant ESP and Sam could read her thoughts. The thoughts she was too afraid to speak out loud. She pressed her butt into Sam's pelvic area and thought Sam must already be asleep. She almost gasped out loud in excitement as Sam pulled her tighter to her. God I am so horny! I need to…to do that thing I do sometimes…I need to…to get myself off, she thought and wondered if she could sneak out of bed and go to the bathroom with her little vibrator she kept in a secret hiding place. She was glad it was dark and Sam was asleep so her blonde friend could not see her blush. She was also glad she wore this pajama bottoms since the area between her legs were extremely wet. She yawned and finally drifted to a restless sleep.

Carly was wrong, Sam was not asleep. She held onto Carly and smelled her friend's hair. It smelled like rose pedals. God, I hope she does not know I am sniffing her. What the hell was I thinking about when I tried to kiss her? That was stupid! Or was it…she wanted me to…but then gave her speech about being confused and me being confused. Well Carly, I am not confused! I want you in the worst way. I want to do things to you with my tongue and fingers! I want to taste your lips, your breasts, and you sweet pussy! But she is a virgin…God how do I handle that? Amber was not and well…face it, Sam, Carly is not Amber. She would not be willing to do the things Amber did when I fucked her. Things that excited me like never before. But that would be fine…hell it would be great! Just being able to make love to you would be ever so satisfying. Sam felt herself get wet and turned on, Give her time, Sam, she is your best friend and that trumps her being a lover. Plus things may work out that she does love you and you can spend hours introducing her to making love…I do love you, Am…I mean Carly! What the fuck was that? Ok, chill, Amber is just on your mind because you did get a little jealous of her tonight. I need to get over that…she needs to move on and so do I. She will make someone very happy, but that someone is not me! Sam held in a moan as Carly's butt pressed into her pelvic, Oh God that felt good…I know she is not meaning too…but damn she can tease. Sam pulled her friend closer and finally fell into a restless sleep.

Amber and Ran and the Party.

Ran drove to the party at Wesley Mitchell's house. His parents were out of town for a week and he had the home to himself. The Asian girl relaxed some after Freddie left. She looked in the rear view and winked at Jason. The boy smiled and winked back. Ran glanced at Amber and noticed the girl was still pouting. She sat without saying a word the entire thirty minute drive to Wesley's house the petite brunette never once messed with the radio. Ran knew something was wrong, the girl never missed a chance to flip the stations over and over again or change CD's mentioning a song she wanted to listen to and in the middle of a that particular song change CD's again saying she wanted a different song. It was very annoying and one of her little quirks. Ran was thankful she never had to go on a road trip where Amber had access to the radio. Ran grinned when she thought of one of her gifts to the other girl last year for Christmas. It was a mixed CD of her favorite songs that would start one song and after about ten seconds go to another and then another. Ran thought it was hilarious but Amber pouted for about an hour until Ran gave the girl her real gift. Ran did notice the girl kept that CD and she actually had it put in a clear glass box in her bedroom. Amber then had a small engraving on a small brass plate attached to the bottom of the box that read – In case of a road trip with Ran, break glass…Ran Xmas 2007. Ran was very touched when she first saw it. But right now she was kind of pissed.

She was pissed a little at Freddie and a lot pissed at Amber. Freddie was a boy who thought he may get lucky and that was how boys are so her anger was more directed to Amber. She knew better than to lead the boy on! Ran knew her friend was hurting and she worried that Amber would jump into the bed with the first boy or girl who showed an interest. Not that Amber was promiscuous or a slut, but she did have some issues and the pain of being rejected by someone she truly loved hurt her and may cause her to do something stupid. And they were going to be predators there tonight looking for someone like her and from what Jason told her, a lot of people knew Sam dumped Amber. Ran at first was pissed at Sam for telling everyone, but Jason assured her Sam skipped school with Carly so they had no idea who spread it around, but it was high school after all and they found these things out fast.

They pulled up to Wesley's house and Ran was glad to see the closest neighbor was about a half a mile away because it was loud and crowded. Wesley Mitchell was a burner and skater. Meaning he was a pot fiend who loved skate boarding. He smoked a lot of marijuana…a lot. He was not typically someone Ran would hang out with because he lived for getting high and riding his board, which he was very good at. But he was an ok guy and straight forward and honest. Ran did think he gave other skaters a bad reputation and stereo type. Wesley referred to everyone as dude and listen to hard core heavy meal music (which was blaring from inside the house) and his parties were a legend to the skaters and other burners. Of course the popular kids shied away since it was a haven for the "out casts". Ran knew the two reasons why Jason chose Wesley's party. He could have gone to any student party in town. One, Amber would feel more comfortable and she would not be tormented at all and two Jason and Wesley went way back. They used to be close when Wesley played JV ball with Jason, but he changed in high school. Jason still liked him through. That was one thing Ran liked about Jason, he was loyal to his long term friends. Amber knew him a little and had no problem with him or his ways. Wesley thought Sam was cool, they got to know one another in a lot of detentions over the years. He was very nice to Amber in a friendly way and non flirty way, he thought she was hot but his type of girl was more the skanky stripper type. Of course Amber made it a habit in the last four years to get to know almost every freak and outcast in the school.

Ran once referred to her as St. Amber of the Freaks and would tease the girl that she must be campaigning for Queen of the Freaks. They all liked her because she was nice, caring, and well hot and not afraid of being an outsider or freak and even promoting it to a degree. She mingled with the burners (did not partake through), the skaters, the Goths, the nerds, or just the students who were average but did not fit in with the "in crowd" or the jocks. Of course that would not stop one of these predator boys to try and use Amber's pain to get laid. Ran was thankful the girl did not drink. Ran and Jason and Freddie were the only three jocks Amber really hung out with. Of course Freddie's status was now going to be in jeopardy since he broke up with Tiffany. She is going to make it tough on him until baseball season starts and he can show his skill and get write ups in the paper and be the hero again. Jason…well he was not the average jock. He was the super jock. He was a football star and quarterback to boot. He had seven colleges recruiting him right now. Plus he played football and that trumped baseball any day so he would always be the top boy at school. Then there was Ran. She was a jock, but did not care for the status. She hung out with the jocks on occasion and the skaters. She did tend to shy away from the burners and hard core Goths but knew most of them because of her friendship with Amber.

They got out of the car and made their way inside, pausing a few times to talk to the kids that were hanging outside the house. A few whistled at Amber and ogled her but quickly averted the gaze from her when Jason and Ran stared them down. They walked in the door and were blasted by the music and Ran grabbed Amber's arm and pulled her closer.

"Stay close to me…I want to be able to see where you are all night and let me know if you want to leave. And be careful." She whispered. Amber jerked her arm away.

"I can take care of myself." She replied harshly

"Since when?"

"You are not my mother, so let me have fun!"

"Whatever…but I am going to keep an eye on you!" Ran said in a protecting manner.

"I don't need you to protect me. I am seventeen and not the same five year old you first met. Go and have fun with Jason. I'm going to get a Coke or something." Amber said less harshly but still in a cold voice. She did feel good Ran wanted to look after her, but she was still annoyed with her friend.

"Fine." Ran said just as coldly and when Amber started to walk to the kitchen Ran once again grabbed her arm, a little more gentle this time. "Ams…please…be careful, ok." She said in a calm voice.

Amber smiled, "I will, Ran, and…well…go have fun with Jason. He does not want to baby sit me all night. I'll be fine. And be nice to him…he likes you a lot."

Ran grinned and made a kissing gesture with her mouth and Amber replied in kind. "And show him some fun tonight! He won a big game and deserves to at least cop a feel." She yelled as the couple walked away. She immediately started to blush as the kids around her turned and started to laugh. Ran just turned, grinned at her, grabbed Jason, and gave him a very long passionate kiss. Amber smiled and walked to the kitchen.

She was there for about two hours and glanced at her designer watch. It was twelve thirty and she was bored and the music was giving her a head ache and it was hot. She took her jacket off an hour ago. She was sitting on the couch alone and watching Ran and Jason dance. She danced with Jason and Ran and then both Jason and Ran at the same time a little but the music playing was not what she liked and neither was she really in the mood. Metallica blared from the CD player speakers. She was not overly fond of the metal band and worse it was their old garage band sound. Very hard core thrash metal. She stifled a yawn and grabbed her Sprite on the table next to her. She took a sip and smiled at Ran and Jason. They really are good with one another. I hope Ran would finally see that. She never had a serious boy friend and they are both totally hot, she thought. Amber then drifted her thoughts to Sam. She felt her eyes water and choked down a sob. She promised she was not going to cry about it anymore. Then she thought of where Sam was and that made her feel worse as thoughts about what her ex girlfriend and Carly were doing filled her mind. She tried to calm herself and jumped slightly as a hand touched her bare arm. She sighed in disgust. She already had to tell seven other boys no she would not go out with them to four, no she did not want to go someplace private and talk about her breakup to two, and no when the last one asked her straight out to go with him to his car and they could have sex in the back seat and then never speak again. Amber gave that one a little credit, at least he was honest with her. She turned and was about to once again give her rejection speech when she looked into a beautiful pair of sky blue eyes.

"Sorry, I did not mean to startle you, but I have been asking you for about a minute if I could sit here. You did not answer so I thought it was cool." Blue eyes told her in a very pleasant soft voice. Amber shook her head and took a moment to look the girl over. She was blonde, very blonde with that wheat color blonde hair little girls have until they get older and it darkens some. Her hair was straight and parted in the middle and came down a little past her shoulders. Amber could tell she even through her hair was neat and combed; she wore no hair products like gel or spray. She had dreamy soft blue eyes, soft high cheek bones, the bridge of her nose was slightly sunburned, slightly pink lips, and she wore no makeup at all. Not even lipstick. Amber thought she did not need any and for some reason knew if this girl wore makeup it would make her look less pretty. Her skin was slightly tanned but not too tan and looked as if she knew just the right amount of sun to get to have the perfect complexion. She looked very wholesome and girl next door type. Amber was instantly reminded of a surfer girl and the beauty in front of her looked like she just stepped off the cover of some surfer magazine. She even smelled like the beach. A nice smell.

"Does that head shake mean no the seat is not taken or no I cannot sit here?" Blue eyes asked and flashed a smile to reveal perfect teeth.

"Uhhh…sorry…I was thinking of something. Sure you can sit here." Amber replied and tried not to stare and took another sip of her Sprite.

"Great…I am sooo bored. You looked both bored and deep in thought. So…are you as bored as me?"

"Yeah…I guess."

"Do you know a lot of people here?" Blue eyes asked.

Amber smiled, "Yeah I do…I go to school with about ninety nine percent of them. You? I've never seen you at school."

Surfer Girl smile back, "Wow you can smile…you should do it more often. You have a pretty smile. And I love your hair. I like the two red braids. Looks sexy. And to answer your question, no I do not go to your school. I am a sophomore in college at Santa Monica College in Malibu for one more year, need to pull my grades up, and then off to either USC or UCLA. I'm not dumb or anything by the way, I just like surfing a little too much…hence why I choose Santa Monica College…I'm from Malibu."

Amber frowned, "I did not think you were stupid or anything. That never crossed my mind. So why is a surfer girl from California here? At this party I mean…not that it matters if you are here…I did not mean to accuse…Oh damn!" Sorry." Amber was getting flustered and did not know why.

Surfer girl laughed and it was a pleasant sound. Like a musical instrument. "Sorry about the stupid thing, I just feel I have to defend myself sometimes. I was addicted to surfing…better than other things huh? And it caused my grades to slip a little…well a lot. Do you like to surf or the beach? And to answer your question…" She paused and scanned the crowd and pointed, "See that guy over there." Amber saw a good looking boy who she did not know talking to a bunch of girls she did know. "That is Wesley's cousin Brad and I am kind of dating him. An on and off thing since he still lives here in Washington and I'm in California…hard to keep things interesting you know with the distance so we date other people sometimes. But he called and asked if I would come up and see him this weekend. I figured what the hell. They were expecting some heavy rain and bad storms along the coast and I could not surf anyway. He did not tell me it was so freaking cold here and this state has the highest average rain fall per year than any other state. So anyway here I am, bored and he is more interested in those high school girls than me tonight…so I and sat down with you." She smiled again.

Amber was at a lost. The girl had a strange way of conversing. It was scattered but not in a scatter brained way. Amber thought it was cute. She raked her brain for the question the girl asked her…oh yeah surfing and the beach.

"To answer your question…I have never been surfing…would not be a good idea for me, kind of a klutz when it comes to anything sporty…but I do like the beach…well the ocean. I like the smell of the fresh clean salt water and the way the wind blows your hair and the feel of the salt air on your skin. But I tend to stay away from the beach and ocean."

The blonde frowned, "Why if you like it so much?"

Amber giggled and held up her arm and pointed to her skin, "Umm…white skin…bright hot sun…does not mix well and normally ends in me being as red as a tomato and in a lot of pain."

The blonde giggled and it was a sweet sound to Amber. "You're cute…very cute. So did you come here with anybody?"

Amber pointed to Ran and Jason, "Yeah those two. Ran, she's my best friend, and Jason…kind of her boyfriend. He likes her a lot but she does not want anything serious…just fooling around."

Surfer girl smiled, "They make a cute couple…and he is that hot shot football guy, right? Yeah Brad…my umm date I guess he would be…bragged all about him. Very dull talk, but I am not a football fan. Oh, by the way, my name is Bridgette."

The blonde stuck her hand out and Amber shook it. Amber noticed her nails were not long, but nicely cut short and painted a powder blue. "That figures…I mean nice to meet you Bridgette, I'm Amber." Bridgette smiled and pulled Ambers hand closer to her face.

"Wow…perfect nails…I love them. The blood red polish is sexy…a little dark and scary...but sexy. Are they yours or fake? And your eyes…I must tell you Amber, you have the prettiest eyes I have ever seen and so green. I have to know…contacts or real? Oh…I did not mean to offend you. And what did you mean by 'that figures'?"

Amber blushed for a number of reasons, one was the compliments, two for being asked if her eyes and nails were real, and three for being caught for the slip of the tongue. "I…well I said it figures because of your name. I mean nothing bad or anything…but well…a beautiful surfer girl named Bridgette…it just fits perfectly. And yes the nails and eyes are all mine. No fakes and thank you."

Bridgette smiled and stared in Amber's eyes, "Your sexy when you blush…and thank you for telling me I was beautiful…you are too...very much so. And my name…yeah I guess mom and dad knew when I was born. It does fit huh?" Bridgette kept staring and Amber started blushing more and looked away.

"Sorry, Amber…I just could not get enough of your eyes. I did not…well…you get a little uncomfortable when a girl flirts with you huh?"

"Is that what you were doing? Flirting?" Amber asked softly and still looked down and her feet.

"Yeah I was…sorry…I can go if you want me too. I just can't help but flirt with a beautiful girl…sorry. I need to keep my mouth shut at times…I mean I can tell you are not used to it and it makes you feel weird when another girl is attracted to you. I'll leave you alone and my sincere apology." Bridgette said and stood up. Amber saw she was wearing a short jean skirt that was pleated all around and flared out below her butt, no stockings, she did not need any with those perfect tanned legs, and a blue polo shirt she had untucked. She stood about five five and had an awesome body. Bridgette had a perfect looking butt, thin waist and breasts that were large but not to large. Amber looked at her own chest and sighed; she then grabbed the blonde's arm.

"No please…I was not offended…sit down, please. This is first time since I've been here I was not bored."

Bridgette smiled and sat back down, "I'll tone down the flirtation. Or try to." She winked at Amber who blushed again. If she only knew, Amber thought, but it may be fun to play her game, Amber smiled and noticed the girl did sit closer than before. The two talked, as best they could with the loud music blaring, and giggled and laughed. Amber thought she was sweet and it was nice to talk to someone who did not know her. The surfer girl took a sip of her drink and Amber asked her what she was drinking.

"Oh…just a wine cooler, I'm pretty much of a light weight when it comes to drinking and I hate the taste so this is perfect for me. Not much alcohol in it and it tastes like a fruit drink. Want a sip?"

Amber shook her head, "I don't drink…I don't like the taste and the feeling and stuff."

Bridgette smiled, "I know what you mean…that's why I drink this stuff. I'm not a huge drinker or anything...usually about three of these I am stop. Here…try it." She held the cup to Amber's mouth and Amber felt she had to take a sip to be polite. The Goth girl sipped a small amount and was pleasantly surprised with the taste. It was fruity taste and no taste if alcohol. It was actually good. She smiled at Bridgette.

"That was actually yummy…can…can I have another sip?"

"Sure, baby…here take mine. I'll get another in a minute." Bridgette handed Amber her cup, which was full.

Amber took another sip and then a bigger one. She was surprised it tasted like juice. She then gulped about half the drink down and smiled.

"Whoa…slow down, Amber…just because it doesn't taste like it does not mean it doesn't have a kick especially if you are not used to drinking."

Amber smiled, "Oh…it's fine…can't feel anything…whoa…ok that was something." Amber felt a warm rush over her body and her face felt flushed and her she felt a little light headed. It was not a bad feeling…it actually felt pleasant. She took another big gulp and emptied the cup in her mouth. Amber was very knowledgeable about a lot of things, but drinking alcohol was not one of them.

"Umm…can I have some more?" She asked like a child asking for more candy. Bridgette laughed.

"Sure…but promise me you will not gulp this one down and no more after this cup. You are small and not used to it. I'm telling you, Amber, it will sneak up on you…ok?"

Amber nodded and Bridgette left to get another drink for her and Amber. Amber waited and thought it was not a big deal, drinking. She felt fine, a little light headed, but fine. Well, better than fine. It made me feel good. Plus it was just one cup and there is not way two will make me drunk. She decided to sip the second one slowly and she would be fine. Bridgette came back shortly with two cups. She handed Amber hers and sat back down.

The two girls talked some more and Amber giggled more than she did before and even asked for a third cup of the wine cooler. Bridgette told her ok but this was the last one. Amber shrugged and thought one more would be ok. She was positive she was not drunk and her normal self as she sipped her third wine cooler and thought she was feeling good…real good. Bridgette finally got around to the question Amber was dreading.

"So…you were deep in thought earlier. Mind if I ask what about? You looked kind of sad."

"Umm…well I just broke up with my…with Sam and was thinking of that."

Bridgette placed a hand on Amber's thigh. Amber noticed she touched the portion of her thigh that was not covered by the black socks. She did not move away of flinch and felt a rush of warmth in her face that was not from the drink. "I'm sorry. Did the two of you date long? And of course I don't know the whole story, but any guy who would break up with someone as pretty and sweet and funny as you must be crazy. If you want to talk about it…you can."

Amber noticed how Bridgette assumed Sam was a boy based on the name. It was as Amber planned. Yeah, Ran was right, I can play the game when I want. "Well…I don't know…it is complicated I guess. You know the deal…in love with someone else and getting dumped so Sam could be that that person…the classic story to sum it up." Amber reached for her drink, which only had one more swallow in it. She was disappointed because she wanted more. Amber put it to her lips when Bridgette replied.

"You know…this may sound weird and all…but my dad once told me that talking to a stranger about your problems is sometimes better than talking to a friend."

Amber spewed her mouth full of wine cooler out of her mouth and all over her blouse. That was very similar to what her mom used to say. "Oh, God…I am so sorry. I cannot believe I just did that…I made a mess huh? Damn I can be such a dork at times." Amber said quickly as she looked around for something to wipe herself off with. Not finding anything, she stood up and sat back down very quickly. Her head was spinning, "I…whoa…I…I'd better go clean up."

Bridgette stood up with her and giggled, "I'll help…and being dorky can be cute." She grabbed Amber's hand, "Come on…the bathroom down stairs is too crowded and the kitchen is full of people," Bridgette looked at Amber chest, "And well…umm we do not want anyone to see…well your shirt is wet and your bra is thin…and well…Amber, you can see right through both. Let's not give the boys a free show. We can go to the master bedroom. There is a bathroom up there that should not be crowded." Amber looked down and saw Bridgette was right. She could see through the blouse and bra and her small breasts could be seen. She blushed and let the surfer girl lead her through crowd and up the stairs. She glanced back and saw Ran and Jason dancing to a slow song and their lips locked together. Her friend did not see her leave, which was perfectly fine by Amber.

Once they got into the bedroom Amber saw Bridgette was wrong, the bathroom was occupied by a couple on the verge of having sex. Bridgette motioned for Amber to sit on the bed, which the Goth girl was happy to do since her head was still spinning, and the blonde walked into the bathroom. "Sorry, guys, but I need to be in here right now…I…umm…I just got my period and have no tampons." The boy gave her a look that read "who cares" but the girl smiled sadly in understanding and led the boy out of the room. Amber giggled at Bridgette's deception. Bridgette shut the door to the bedroom and went into the bathroom. She came back a moment later with a wet cloth and started to wipe Amber's chest.

Amber let a moan slip out when Bridgette's hand touched her breasts and her nipples grew erect. She leaned back a little and then the blonde stopped. "Oh shit…sorry…umm maybe you should do it. I did not mean to…I was not thinking. We are going to need to find you another shirt. I have some in the guest room in my bag. It may be too big but better than flashing everyone tonight." Bridgette smiled down at Amber, who smiled back. "Umm…I do have another bra…but well…I…"

Amber giggled, "Yeah it would not fit…you can say it you know. I know I have small boobs."

Bridgette smiled and started to wipe Amber's chest again, "Yeah…but small does not mean bad. I mean…you're a small girl and your boobs are perfect for your body. And…and I think you are very pretty and sexy." Amber closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning again in pleasure. Instead of a moan she let out a little involuntary squeak. Bridgette stopped.

"Oh damn…sorry I forgot…I did not mean to…here you had better do it." Bridgette held out the cloth for Amber to take. Amber did not open her eyes and shook her head, "Umm…no…it's ok…I…I want you to do it."

She did not see Bridgette's devious smile but did feel the blonde wipe her shirt again and the surfer girl paid very close attention to her breasts and nipples. Amber's head was spinning from both the alcohol and the way Bridgette used the cloth to massage her breasts. She moaned again and leaned back on the bed on her elbows. She felt herself getting aroused. She then opened her eyes and let out a gasp of surprise and pleasure as Bridgette started to pull the blouse over her head.

"We need to get this off so we can put it in the dryer. I'll run get you another shirt and you can wait here. Oh…I need your bra as well." Bridgette said nonchalantly and Amber wondered if Bridgette's caresses were innocent. She then gasped in pleasure as Bridgette's hands finished removing her shirt and while she did the blonde's hands lightly ran up Amber's stomach and paused at her breasts. Bridgette then unhooked the Goth's bra, which clasped in the front, and her fingers started to caress her nipples. Amber leaned back again and let out a loud moan of pleasure. It felt so wonderful to have the girl tease her nipples. It had been to long since she had sex and she felt herself get wet between her legs. She then felt Bridgette's warm breath close to her mouth.

"Umm…Amber…would you mind if I kissed you?" Bridgette whispered.

"N…no…please…ohm…yes…kiss me…please…ohhhh that feeeeels goood." Amber moaned out as the surfer girl played with her nipples harder. Bridgette gently pushed Amber down on the bed and straddled her. The blonde looked first in the other girl's eyes and then at her breasts and spread her bra further apart.

"God…you are so beautiful…and you do have nice breasts." She said and leaned her face to Amber's and her lips lightly brushed against The Goth's. Bridgette teased her with her lips and Amber wanted to pull her closer. The Goth leaned up and forced her lips onto the blondes. Bridgette pressed against her harder and soon their tongues touched and explored each other's mouths with passion. Both girls moaned and soon Bridgette's hands found their way under Amber's butt and the surfer girl lifted the other girl's skirt and started massaging her butt cheeks. Amber gasped loudly in pleasure when Bridgette started kissing her neck. She started to thrust her hips and rub her pelvic against Bridgette's. She wanted to beg this lovely blonde girl to kiss her more, to fuck her, to tell her how much she wanted her, but Amber still played the game of the virgin to girl on girl sex and that game turned her on more. Soon she pulled Bridgette's head up and looked into those wonderful blue eyes.

"Can…can…I see…can I see yours?" She asked timidly. Bridgette smiled and rolled off Amber and sat the girl up. Both girls were sitting side by side with Amber's blouse off and her bra hanging open on her chest. Bridgette pulled off her shirt and then slowly unclasped her bra. Amber took in a loud gasp of breath as she looked at the blonde's naked top. Her breasts her perfectly shaped and larger than hers and tipped by brown nipples and she did not have tan lines. Amber started at them and felt Bridgette's hand on her chin and allowed the other girl to pull her head up to look at her.

"Would you like to touch them?" She asked.

"Oh God yes." Amber replied and gently placed her hands on the perfect breasts. She caressed them and played with the nipples gently. They were wonderful and firm.

"Suck them, Amber, I want to feel your mouth on them." Bridgette told her. Amber took a large gulp and leaned down and sucked the blonde's nipples. She teased them with her tongue and fingers and lightly bit them. Bridgette grabbed her head and pulled her harder into her chest and let out moans and gasps of pleasure. After a moment she brought Amber's head up and the girl's were kissing again. As they kissed Amber felt the blonde touch her thigh and pull her legs apart. She gasped as Bridgette lightly ran her fingers over her thighs teasing her. Amber kissed her harder and allowed her legs to be spread further apart. Soon Amber felt Bridgette brush against her pussy and she let out a loud moan. It felt so wonderful and she knew her panties were soaked where Bridgette's fingers now explored. Amber stiffened a little as she thought she heard a noise from the door and she turned her head to look, but Bridgette pulled her back and kissed her deeper and her finger found the Goth girl's clit. Amber let out a high pitched squeal of pleasure and thrust her hips against Bridgette's finger; she forgot all about the noise she thought she heard.

"Ohhh…please, Bridgette…please…more…ohhhhh God moooore." Amber gasped out. Bridgette then broke the kiss and started sucking her nipples again while she teased the other girl's clit. Amber was lost in the pleasure and the teasing. She closed her eyes and moaned and gasped and begged Bridgette not to stop. Suddenly Amber felt her head being turned and another set of lips pressed against her lips. It was different than kissing Bridgette. I was more forceful and she could feel stubble around her lips. She pulled back and opened her eyes and saw Brad, Bridgette's boyfriend, sitting next to her on the bed. Amber was shocked and about to pull away when she felt Bridgette's finger work it's way under her panties and penetrate her wet pussy. She let out a loud husky moan of pleasure and pressed her lips back to the boys. His tongue entered her mouth willingly and hers wrapped around it. Amber felt Bridgette's hands go under the waste band of her panties and pull them off. The Goth lifted her hips to help her. Brad then started sucking her nipples and biting them and Amber held his head tight against her breasts as Bridgette teased her pussy.

"God…you have a beautiful pussy, Amber." Bridgette commented as she spread the wet lips apart and inserted her tongue inside the other girl which caused Amber to let out a long high pitched moan of pleasure. She wanted to fall on the bed and allow herself to be used, but she was held up by Brad and then vaguely felt her right hand being pulled from his head and guided to his lap. She felt the hardness of his erect penis through his jeans and Amber started to run her fingers over the shaft lightly at first and then with more force. Brad groaned as he still sucked her nipples.

"You like that…don't you Amber. You want this. Look at me!" She heard order her and looked down and saw the blonde looking up at her with those sky blue eyes.

"I…Ohhhh…I…no…no…please…I can't…ohhhh God that feels good…I…yes…ohhhh God yes…I want it..moooore…of that…moooore." Amber started to protest until Bridgette touched her clit and Brad inserted two large fingers in inside her pussy and commented how tight and wet she was and started thrusting his finger in and out hard and Amber fell back on the bed withering and moaning in pleasure. She felt Bridgette place her hands under her butt and lift her legs up. She jerked in surprise and pleasure as the blondes tongue teased and then plunged into her ass. Amber groaned and begged them not to stop. She was still rubbing Brad's erect penis and rubbed it harder and harder. He groaned and continued to thrust his large fingers in and out of her. She felt Bridgette remove her tongue from her.

"You want to suck his dick, don't you? You want to feel it inside your mouth, don't you?" She teased.

"I…no…I…yes…oh God yeeees!" Amber moaned out.

"Tell him…tell him what you want!" Bridgette ordered.

"I…no…I…ohhhh fuuuuck…that feels good….I…I want him in my mouth…I want to feel it in my mouth." Amber screamed out. "Please…please make me cum…I…I…need it." She begged and heard Bridgette chuckle.

"Oh, you get to cum…a lot…we are going to fuck you, Amber. Brad is going to fuck your mouth and you are going to swallow his cum. Then you are going to please me and then he is going to fuck your sweet tight pussy while you lick and suck mine." Bridgette teased as her fingers rubbed Amber's clit.

"Yeeesss…just please…don't stop!...Pleeeeaaase don't stop. Anything…I'll….awwwww yess…I'll do anything you…want…just don't…stoooop!" Amber whined her pleas and begging.

Amber felt her orgasm building when she heard a bang of the door being opened and people yelling.

"What the fuck are you doing to her? I should kick your fucking ass!" A female voice screamed and another one yelled out in pain and started cursing. Amber also heard two boys yelling and cursing. Amber opened her eyes and saw Ran pulling Bridgette to her feet by her arm and in the corner saw Jason and Brad squared off getting ready to fight.

Amber quickly got up and grabbed her shirt and panties from the floor and ran into the bathroom. As she got dressed she heard more cursing and yelling and words like whore, bitch, cunt, asshole, motherfucker, she wanted it, she was doing it willingly, she never said stop, and finally get the fuck out of here before I kick your ass. She heard the door being slammed shut and then heard Ran ask Jason to leave. Amber heard the door slam shut again and she slowly walked out of the bathroom. She kept her head down low and would not look up but she knew Ran was still in the room. She refused to look up. She was angry and ashamed. Angry Ran was trying to watch over her every move and ashamed of what she almost very willing did and wanted, and ashamed both Ran and Jason saw it. She felt sick to her stomach and wanted to throw up. Her head was spinning and she felt very sluggish. The alcohol was getting her. She slipped on her heels and stood there looking at her feet.

"What the fuck were you thinking? Look at me, Amber! I can't believe you!" Ran was screaming at her but Amber could tell she was crying as well.

"No…I…I want to go home! Just let me go home!" Amber yelled back without looking up and tears welled in her eyes.

"Damn it Amber…I…this was fucked up! I cannot believe you! Oh were are going home right now! We are not done talking about this! I…damn you, Amber! Do you now how fucking scared I was! Do you know what I thought when I saw what you were doing! I thought they were…you did…I thought they were fucking raping you! And then to find out you were doing it willingly…and…and you have been drinking! You don't fucking drink! Come on, we are leaving!" Ran screamed through her tears and grabbed Amber's arm. Amber jerked her arm away, she still refused to look up.

"No! I want to go to my home not yours! And…and if you won't take me, I'll walk!" Amber yelled back and ran out the door.

"Amber…Ams…come back here!" Ran screamed after her.

Amber ran from the house, ignored Wesley when he asked if she was ok, and ran through the yard. She tripped once and fell flat on her face in the dark dirt. She got up and started walking fast down the street. Soon she heard a car horn behind her honk but she refused to turn around. The car pulled up next to her and she heard Jason's voice and looked up and saw him leaning out the passenger side window.

"Come on Amber, it's at least a twenty five or thirty mile walk back to your house and we are not in the best neighborhood. You may get mugged or worse. Please get in the car."

"No! I am walking. And…and maybe I want to get raped! Hell, maybe I would like it…you know me 'Amber the freaky slut whore'! I am walking! I want to go home…I am not going to that fucking bitch's house! She is…is not a real true friend anyway and…just leave me alone!" Amber pointed at Ran. Amber heard the breaks of Ran's car squeal as the Asian slammed her car to a stop, and the Goth started walking faster and almost tripped again. She heard footsteps running behind her and soon felt her arm being grabbed hard and she was spun around; she would have fell if not for the arm holding her up. She looked up at Ran and saw anger in the Asian's face she never saw before and something worse. She saw hurt. Amber never called Ran a bitch in her anger before; sure she did when they teased one another but never the way she just said it. Ran was still crying. Amber was scared and tried to back away.

"Ran…I'm sorry…I did not mean to call you a bitch…I'm sorry." Amber pleaded as she backed up and fell on the ground.

Ran looked down at her, "Fuck you, Amber! You want to walk…fucking walk! Do you think I care if you called me a bitch? I have been called that and worse! No…it is the other thing you said…not a true friend! Well fuck you! That is all I have ever been to you…and…and…the hell with you! If this is the way you are going to act because you got dumped then act this fucking way! If you want to fuck every thing that walks go ahead. Will it make you feel better to fuck me? Hell lets go back in the car and you can fuck me! Then Jason can have a turn! If that is how you want to be from now one…then fine! Be a whore! You are not the first person to get dumped! You are not the first person to have a broken heart! Grow up Amber! But if you are going to be so fucked up in the head about it, then do it! But I will tell you one thing, we are done! We are no longer friends! I have tried…ohhhh…fuck you! I have tried…I did my best…I have protected you and took care of you in all your fucking drama for twelve fucking years and never once not fucking once did I ask for anything in return! I never wanted anything in return but your friendship and love! And do you know why! Because I fucking love you, Amber! You are like a sister…not closer than a sister to me! You are like a part of me! But no fucking more! If you are going to treat me…tell me I am not a true friend after all I have done for you, then we are done! Go to your fucking home and be stupid and slit your fucking wrists over a girl who dumped you…who is not worth it by the way…see if I care or even come to the fucking funeral! I'm tired Amber…I'm so tired of your drama! We are done Amber…as of now I do not have a best friend! You just broke my heart, Ams." Ran was crying hard and sobbing and looking down at Amber. She did not even attempt to help the other girl up. Jason was standing by the car with a shocked look on his face and Amber was stunned. Ran waited a few seconds and turned around and got back in the car, told Jason to get in or stay she did not care, and started it. Jason looked at Amber and then the car and got in. Ran drove away.

Amber rolled over to her ands and knees and tried to get up, but she did not have the strength. She sobbed hard and got the hiccups due to her crying. "Raaann! *hiccup* Please…please don't leave me! Raaann *hiccup*…please *hiccup* come back! *hiccup* Raaannn I am *hiccup* sooo sorry! Please not *hiccup* you too!" Amber cried and yelled at the top of her lungs. "Raaaa…blaaaahh…" The Goth girl threw up on the ground several times and then started dry heaving. She was crying as if her heart has been ripped from her chest, hiccupping, and vomiting. She had vomit all over her clothes and in her hair but she did not care, she just cried louder.

Ran drove about a mile before Jason said anything. "Ran, turn the fucking car around or stop and let me out! You cannot leave her!" Jason yelled at Ran as the Asian girl drove and cried. "Ran, I swear I'll jump out!"

"Shut up! Just shut up!" Ran said through her tears. She drove about another half mile and pulled into the parking lot of a closed strip mall. She then slammed her fists on the steering wheel and cried. After beating the car several times she laid her head on the steering wheel and cried. "Fuck her! How…damn her…I…Fuck!" She tossed her cell phone at Jason. "Call Wesley and have someone pick her up and take her home…to her home. I don't want her at my house! And make sure the person who takes her home is sober."

Jason dialed Wesley's number and was surprised it got picked up. After a brief hold he got Wesley on the phone. Jason explained about Amber, leaving a lot of the details out, and hung up the phone chuckling.

"What is so funny?" Ran demanded through her tears.

"Nothing…just…he got about twenty volunteers to go pick her up…he decided on his little sister. She just got her license and does not drink or anything. She was in the basement watching TV so she would be ok with it." Ran nodded. Wesley's little sister went to a Catholic private school and was a sweet girl.

"Ran…I know what she did was…it was terrible and I am really glad we were there to stop her from making a huge mistake…but what you said…I…she does not need that from you of all people. It was harsh…very harsh. She is hurting Ran…bad."

"Fuck her! She's hurting…what about me? What about my mom and dad who took her skinny ass in after her mom and dad died? Ever since I have known her I have protected her and helped her and never asked for anything in return…and she has the fucking nerve to tell me I am not a true friend…well fuck her!"

"Ran…you may be right about trying to protect her all the time, but that does not mean you cannot be her friend…I mean…I like and care about her and we go back…not like you and her…but ever since we were like eleven. We only became friends because of our brothers and I found out I liked her as a friend. But…yeah you have to give it up. She needs to grow up and you won't be there for her forever. You go off to college next year and she does too and you can't be there then. I never did understand why you did…look after her like you do…I mean…it's like…well…like she is your child or something. Anyway, you can let her go partially and still be her best friend."

Jason expected her to blow up and even prepared himself for the yelling and screaming. He never saw Ran cry and knew she was upset and knew an argument was coming but the girl surprised him. She wiped the tears from her cheeks with her right hand and then reached for Jason's hand to hold. She was still crying but calmed down a little. Ran took a deep breath.

"Jason, it is hard to explain…I mean…you are going to think this is so stupid and silly…but…" Ran took a deep breath, "ok here goes and please don't laugh. We met the first day at kindergarten…and some jerk of a boy singled her out and began to bully her. Maybe because she was so small…I don't know…hell we were only five…anyway I knocked him on his ass and told her…this is silly I know…but I told her she was my best friend from now on and he would never hurt her again. And that was it…we were best friends and inseparable ever since. And then…when her mom and dad died…ok this is silly…hell I was only fourteen what did I know…anyway my mom and dad are devout Catholics and all…very devout…anyway when she moved in with us I was pissed…not at her…I was pissed at God. I was pissed her took her parents from her and even me. I loved them…but I was more angry at the pain she was going through…it was terrible, Jason, to see her like that. It was the one time I could not protect her from being hurt. So…anyway…I made a promise to a God I no longer believed in that no one…not even Him would ever hurt that girl again. I promised Him if he tried he would have to kill me first to get to her. I have not been to Mass ever since. Crazy I know, but I think God is finally punishing me…punishing me through her. Allowing her to be hurt in so many ways to take revenge on me." She looked in Jason's eyes and kissed his hand again.

Jason leaned over and kissed her cheek. "No baby not silly…Ran, maybe a little superstitious but not silly. Superstition is something I can understand. Hell we have guys on our team when we are on wining streak that wear the same underwear or socks and some don't even wash them." He grinned his charming grin and Ran could not help but laugh.

"Ewww, that's gross. Jason, I'm glad you broke up with Maria…very glad…but I want to let you know why I don't want to get serious…of course we basically are. I mean…I am not dating anyone else…anyway; we are both going to college next year and I am most likely going to UCLA and you USC and it would not be…I could not handle you dumping me for some sexy coed or something. But…I do like you…a lot."

Jason smiled, "Yeah I know…and I like you more than a lot. But still…that was bad what you did to Amber."

"Jason…I'm tired of it. I love her, God knows I love her so much, but I'm exhausted, honey, I'm so tired of taking care of her and her drama. Do you know that over the summer it was kind of nice that she was dating Sam, which I never thought was a good idea. I like Sam...or did…but she…well you know how she is. I worried she would hurt Amber physically…but hell, Amber has been in love with her since freshman year. Anyway, I felt like I could relax and not worry so much about her and…well…it was a relief. I missed her…a lot…but it was peaceful." Ran let go of Jason's hand and wiped her eyes again and grabbed his hand once more. "I…I know it was harsh…but I can't take it anymore. I…I…" Ran started crying harder again, "I just can't handle it…I love her, Jason, but I cannot take care of her anymore. I'm worn out with it. I'm not her mother and my mother is not her mother as much as she tries to be. Amber has some serious issues…and…I can't take staying up all night worrying about her. Maybe…maybe I love her too much and it is partly my fault that I try and protect her so much. I know I do that…but I can't help it." Ran once again wiped her eyes. "Someone else needs to look after her or she needs to take car of herself for a change. Her brother spoils her too much and hell he is across the world anyway. And mom and dad…well…they still treat her like her parents just died and would never give her the strength she needs. Hell, her problem is that she is just too damn charming and does not realize she uses it and people who get to know her just fall in love with her. God forbid if she knew how to use it…we would all be in trouble then. Anyway, I cannot be that person anymore…I just can't! Maybe she…she needs help…professional help."

Jason nodded and but did not really agree but now was not the time for that. He thought Amber was just a screwed up seventeen year old teenage girl who has experienced some tragic events in her life and does not know how to deal it them. Hell, maybe she does need help.

"Do me a favor, Jason, call her tomorrow and help her move her stuff…ok"

"Sure, baby…I'll get Freddie to help." Jason sighed and they remained silent until they got to Jason's car. They kissed passionately for a few minutes and he got out and Ran drove home. She cried all the way home and fell asleep with a broken heart and hoping she did the right thing.

Bristol, Wesley's sister, picked Amber up and drove her to Ran's house per the Goth's instructions. Bristol felt sorry for the other girl and kept quite. Amber thought she was a sweet polite girl and thanked her and offered her some gas money, which she was thankful she declined because she did not have any money on her. She left her purse in Ran's car. Amber walked up to Ran's home and saw her bedroom light was out. She sighed and realized she did not have her cell phone to call Ran's private line. There was no way she could ring the bell and wake up Mr. and Mrs. Isuel. They would freak seeing her looking like she did. Bristol was long gone and she had no where to go and no way to call anyone. She looked at her watch and it was almost three in the morning. She looked and saw Ran's car was not in he garage and preyed it would be unlocked. Luck…or God was with her as she opened the door and dug around the back seat and found her purse. She pulled out her cell and flipped it open and groaned. The window picture was of her and Sam. She pressed *67 to block her number and dialed Sam's cell. She hung up after it went to voice mail. She cursed herself for being stupid and dialed Ran's private phone.

"'Ello," the sleepy voice answered.

"Ran…it's me…Amber…I…"

"Are you safe?"

"Yes…Wesley's sister drove me…Ran…I…" Amber started but Ran cut her off.

"Why did you call? I made myself very clear or thought I did. Don't call me!" Ran said harshly.

"Oh…ok…" Amber hung up her phone. A minute later she dialed Ran's number again.

"Amber, I told you…"

"Ran…I…I'm at your house…outside. Please let me in…I…just please let me in and you don't have to talk to me. I'm cold…I left my jacket at the party." Amber sobbed out.

"Fuck…ok be down in a second. Go to the back. I need to turn off the alarm…and don't wake my mom. God I would hate to try and explain anything to her tonight."

"Ok…Ran…I…"

"Just hang the phone up Amber…I'm on my way down."

Three minutes later Ran opened the back door and saw Amber waiting on the porch swing. It was dark on that side of the porch and Ran could only make out the shadow if the girl swinging and hear her crying.

"Amber…Amber come on…its cold." Ran whispered

When she stepped into the light Ran's heart melted. Amber's face was spotted with dirt, he knees were skinned a little, her mascara was running down her cheeks, her skirt was ripped, and the black socks were rolled down to her ankles. Her hair was wild looking and one braid hung loose and she had vomit over her mouth, chin, and in her hair. She stood there shivering from the cold.

"Ohhh…poor, baby…what happened? You look pitiful." She asked as tears came to her eyes again at the sight. Amber's clothes were a mess along with her hair and makeup. "I…I got sick." She replied and started to cry harder as she bit her bottom lip.

"Ohhh…sweetie…come in and let's get you cleaned up. You need a shower…you smell bad." Ran opened the door wider and let Amber walk in the house. They made it to the Asian girl's room and Ran took off Amber's clothes and put her in the shower. As Amber showered, Ran laid out one of her tee shirts for the girl to wear to bed. She waited and soon Amber walked out of the bathroom that was attached to Ran's room. She was wrapped in a green towel. She kept looking down at her feet and Ran tossed her the tee shirt. Amber put it on and it came down to her knees. It was too big for Ran and huge for her. She was glad it was long since she did not have any underwear one. The panties she had on earlier were filthy and she was not going to put them back on her now clean body.

"T…thanks…guess I'll go to bed. I'll leave in the morning if you can give me a ride home…or maybe your mom can." Amber said softly, still not looking up.

"Oh fuck no! You don't get off that easy. First get you ass in bed and get some sleep. Then tomorrow we have a heart to heart." Ran replied harshly, but her face showed no anger, only sadness.

Amber smiled a little, "You sure…I…I don't want to be a problem to you Ran. I…I never wanted to be a problem for you, Ran. I love you and…and I never wanted to cause you of all people problems. I'm so sorry I did. If you would have told me a long time ago I was a problem to you I would have changed…I promise you that. I love you and cannot stand not having you in my life. I'm very sorry I'm a burden to you and for the thing I said tonight. I did not mean it. I…I never meant to break your heart." Amber said and to Ran it was sincere. Ran believed…no she knew the girl meant it, but she was not going to get off with flashing that adoring smile and charm and everything will be perfect again.

"Just get in bed, Ams, I'm tired…and…I love you to. But you hurt me, girl, you hurt me bad. And…I'm…I don't know how long I can handle it…you…I'm tired, baby, tired of the drama and of the fear I feel when it comes to you. No get in the damn bed and go to sleep."

Amber smiled and crawled in the bed and got under the covers. Ran sighed…Fuck! Damn her charm…and got in bed as well. She turned her back to Amber and tried to go to sleep but felt Amber poke her back twice.

"Ran…does this mean we are friends again?" The girl asked softly.

"Yes, Ams, now go to sleep…I'm tired."

A few moments later she got poked twice in the back again. "What now."

"Does that mean you still love me?"

"Ughhhh…yes, baby, I love you…I never stopped…now go to sleep."

A few moments later another two pokes in her back. "Ams…what"

"Does this mean you would come to my funeral?"

"Awwww…yes, honey, I would be the first one there and not leave you until everyone else left. They would have to drag me away by force. Now one last time…go to sleep."

Ran closed her eyes and was just about asleep in that feel good limbo mode when another two pokes in her back. "What!"

"Can I cuddle with you while we sleep?"

Ran turned around and chuckled and hugged her friend. Damn I hate her charm, she thought, she wins all the time with it! She pushed the girl back a little, "Ams, I love you girl…and yes we can cuddle…but you owe me…I meant what I said tonight…some things. I meant when I said I have never asked for anything in our friendship…I just wanted your love and that was enough and I was…am…willing to give you anything in return…well not that…But I am asking for two things now Amber. One…we…no you…sit down with mom and dad and you talk to them about getting you some help. Professional help. You terrified me tonight…what you did…it was…I am still shocked and scared for you. Amber…sex is not love you know that. What you would have done was fucked up. And you did it because you felt you wanted or needed to feel loved…that hurt me…can't you see I love you and don't want anything in return. It hurt because my love was not enough…or felt that way. And to see you willing to have sex with some skank and her boyfriend just to feel needed and wanted was…was terrible for me. I know our love is not a romantic one and God knows I don't want it to be, but I always thought it was deeper than that…more special than that. I have never been in romantic love and right now I think I love Jason and what I feel for him is nothing like the love I have for you. It's different of course. It has lust and desire and all that I don't feel with you…but…but…what I feel for you is more special. I'm worried for you. So you talk to them…you don't have to give them all the details…but you talk to them and get help."

Amber sniffled, "Ok…but…Ran…will you be in the room with me when I talk to them?"

Ran ran her hand through Amber's wet hair, "Of course, baby. Now the next thing…you call Patrick tomorrow and you explain some things to him. Please don't give him the details about tonight at the party…God, he would kill everyone that was there…but…Ams…he needs to come home. He needs to be here. And I know he would be if you asked him…or if he knew what was going on in that pretty little head of yours. Those are it…I will never ask anything of you again. And I will tell you this, Ams…if you don't do these two things I mean what I said earlier…that I can't be your friend. It would break my heart to where it would never heal, but I can't do it anymore, baby. I'm tired of it and exhausted by it. I love you, girl, and if I mean anything to you then you will do it those two things."

Amber sniffed again, "Ok…I will…I promise. I can't lose you Ran. You of all people I could not stand to lose. Am sorry I broke your heart."

"Well you did…and…it hurt, Amber, bad and I will tell you…I am not over it yet…it will take some time. Now lets get some sleep…I'm tired and Jason is going to help us get your things from Sam's and he is going to get Freddie to help. With two strong boys there we can just sit back and relax while they move everything. Hell I may even let you do my nails. No go to sleep." She kissed Amber lips is a very loving but friendly way and rolled over. Soon she felt Amber's arms wrap around her and she smiled. Amber suddenly hugged her tight and whispered in her ear, "You said you love Jason…that is wonderful!"

"Ams…go to sleep!" Amber giggled and the two girls drifted to sleep.

A/N – I do not intend to insult the band Metllica. Please do not take it as me putting them down. This is Amber point of view of the band. Well mine to, but just because I do not like their music I do respect what they have accomplished. Thank you.