A couple of weeks later, they were positioned on the couch watching But I'm a Cheerleader. Chloe had coerced her into watching it to obtain some type of reaction. She knew that she had no chance with Lana; the chance alone of Lana even liking any girl was virtually at zero percent.
Chloe repositioned herself on the sofa, inching slightly closer to her companion. 'I don't know what I'm thinking. I obviously have absolutely no chance here; I mean, she's a cheerleader for christ's sake.' She had to laugh to herself at the last comment knowing all too well that that means nothing in reality. But Lana had never given her any sign that she could possibly be interested, so she was basically back where she started. Lana had about as much chance at liking girls as any other girl had. This gave Chloe a new-found hope. 'What's that then, like a ten percent chance? I have less of a chance at winning a free coke, and god knows I've won enough of those considering how much I drink.'
Sitting back and considering this new possibility, she looked over at Lana. She was slightly smiling, almost as if she was trying to hold it back. Putting her attention back on the movie, she quickly discovered that the two girls were kissing. Unable to contain a smile, Chloe just let it spread and enjoyed the rest of the movie.
Now that the movie had ended, Lana became slightly nervous. She knew full well that Chloe would expect her opinion or at least some kind of reaction to the movie. 'I really liked it, Chloe. I think it was a good choice…it was funny.' With that out of the way, Lana quickly retreated up the steps and into the shower to keep away further questioning.
Chloe went up to her room and lay down onto her bed and began to fantasize about Lana. About Lana walking up very close to her, so close that their bodies were pressed together slightly. And Lana very lightly brushing her fingers along Chloe's side until her hand reaches her face. Then she smoothly bends her head forward and presses their lips together-slowly at first, but faster as time progresses. Lana runs her hand up her thigh to the point where her leg meets the rest of her body and lets it remain there. This fantasy quickly changes into picturing Lana in the shower as she has been accustomed to doing quite often under the current circumstances. After a period of this, Chloe happily drifted off to sleep.
