I woke up in Nicole's room, with her arms wrapped around me and my heart sped up a bit at the feeling of her body pressed against mine. I could feel her steady breath against the back of my neck as she slept. I can't believe this is happening! Oh, crap. I should probably wake her up...

No! Stay for a little longer... This probably won't happen again.

I decided that this was true, so I should just enjoy it while I could. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep for a bit longer, but really I was paying attention to the way Nicole's body felt against me... The silent sound of her breathing, and the way her chest pressed against my back as it rose and fell with each inhale and exhale. I inhaled through my nose, taking her scent. She smelled sweet... like vanilla-dipped donuts... Which was odd, but I loved it. She held me gently, but close.

After a while, I decided to turn over carefully to face her. I looked at her face, which was so peaceful. Her soft features seemed a lot softer sleeping. My eyes scanned her face, taking in every shape and line. Her lips were so soft... Every time I looked at them, I wondered what it felt like to kiss them. My heart sped up again and I swallowed hard. I closed my eyes again and began to attempt to think of something else.

I felt Nicole shift slightly, and then her arm moved away from me quickly. I frowned from the loss of contact and opened my eyes. Nicole was watching me nervously.

"S-sorry..." She stuttered.

I shook my head. "It's fine... It was kind of nice," I replied, blushing.

Nicole was blushing as well. "Really?" She asked.

I nodded. "Yeah."

I scooted closer to her and rested my head on her chest. She tensed up a bit but then relaxed and put her arms around me. I could hear her heart pound in her chest.

"Champ never cuddles with me like this..." I heard myself say.

I closed my eyes, nervous to hear her reply... What the hell is wrong with me? God, I'm so stupid!

"Sounds like you need a new boyfriend," Nicole muttered.

Or a girlfriend...

"Sorry... If that was out of line..." She added when I didn't respond.

"No... It wasn't... I think you may be right..."

There was a knock on Nicole's bedroom door, followed by the doorknob turning slowly. Nicole and I quickly moved away from each other and her grandmother walked in.

"Nicole? Are you girls going to school?" She asked.

"Um. No, Gran... Waverly, um..." Nicole trailed off.

"I- I don't feel well. I think I might be getting sick. Nicole was going to stay and take care of me, if that's okay," I finished for Nicole.

Her grandmother nodded. "Oh, okay. That's fine, dear. Do you need anything?" She asked.

"No, I got it covered, Gran. Thank you, though," Nicole replied.

Her grandmother nodded and left the room, closing the door behind her.

"She's so sweet," I told Nicole, smiling.

Nicole smiled back. "Yeah, she is."

"Does she know? A-about you?"

"I don't think so... Which is why I need to be careful. So no more cuddling unless the door is locked. I don't know if she'd understand."

I nodded in agreement. "Okay."

The whole day, we sat in Nicole's room, only leaving to eat or go to the bathroom, but even then, I didn't leave because Nicole's grandmother thought I was sick. My phone would ring periodically throughout the day, as Champ called me repeatedly. I didn't answer because I knew he was going to ask where I was.

"Are you ever gonna go back home?" Nicole asked me.

"Do you want me to leave?" I asked back.

Nicole shook her head. "No. But what if Wynonna's worried about you?"

"She is. But I don't wanna be over there if I'm not wanted."

"Well... you're wanted here."

I smiled. "Thanks, Nicole."

Nicole smiled back. "No problem."

At maybe 8pm, I got a text from one of the cheerleader's, inviting me to a party. They were celebrating the first game of the season and even though I was suspended and missed the game, they still wanted me to come.

"Hey, so... there's a party tonight. Wanna go?" I asked Nicole.

Nicole looked at me. "A party?"

I nodded. "Yeah. The cheerleaders are throwing a party to celebrate the first game of the season. Everyone is invited."

"Sure."

I smiled. "Cool."

A few hours later, we got dressed and Nicole went to check and see if her grandma was sleeping. Once it was confirmed that she was, we snuck out. We got in Nicole's car and drove to Ilene Jackson's house. The party had just reached full swing and there were already a ton of drunk kids dancing all over each other and yelling. Nicole was watching them all, wide-eyed.

"So... This is how small town kids party, huh?" She asked.

I chuckled. "Yup. Come on!" I told her, grabbing her hand and pulling her into the party.

We wandered around, trying to find the drinks.

"Hey, Waverly! Over here!" I heard Ilene call.

I saw her wave her hand in the air and started leading Nicole in her direction. We reached her and she smiled at us.

"You made it! And you brought the new girl... Nicole, right?" Ilene asked.

Nicole nodded. "Yeah. Nice to meet you," she replied.

Ilene nodded. "You, too."

"So where are the drinks, Ilene?" I asked, smiling.

"Oh, they're over there!" Ilene told me, pointing to the right side of the room.

I looked over and then thanked her before leading Nicole over there. I grabbed two beers and handed one to Nicole. She accepted it, but looked at me seriously.

"I'm only having one," she swore.

I laughed. "Okay," I responded.

We opened the bottles and then drank. After a few more drinks, I was pretty tipsy. I grabbed Nicole's hands and started pulling her towards the crowd of dancing teenagers.

"Come on, Nicole! Let's dance!" I squealed.

"Oh, I don't know," Nicole laughed.

"Please?" I whined, wrapped my arms around her neck.

Nicole looked at me and then gave in. "Alright, fine."

She smiled widely as I pulled her to the center of the crowd. I started jumping around and dancing, laughing the whole time. I had to stand close to Nicole because there were a lot of other people in the crowd, dancing all over each other and I didn't want anyone to touch me on accident. Nicole was smiling as she watched me have fun.

"Come on, dance!" I shouted so she could hear me over the music.

"I don't really dance, Wave," Nicole replied in my ear.

I shook my head and opened my mouth to speak, when the song changed. The song that was playing now, was a slow song. A sexy slow song. I swallowed. Shit. I looked at Nicole. She stood there awkwardly, looking around at the teens around us. They were all dancing, still, but slower. More... sexy... She looked at me, as if to ask me what I wanted to do.

I looked at her and took a step forward. I blushed as I got closer to her, my heart rate picking up. The closer we got, the harder my heart began to pound. Once we were as close as we could get, I began to move my hips, doing a dance that I hoped to God was sexy. Nicole's face turned red as she realized what I was doing. She didn't speak, just responded to my movements by returning them.

I put my arms around her shoulders and she put hers around my waist. We moved against each other seductively and I began to feel the familiar tingly feeling between my legs. We became so lost in each other that we didn't even notice the other people around us had stopped dancing and were now watching us.

"What the fuck?!" I heard Champ shout.

I stepped away from Nicole and saw Champ standing in the crowd of teens. The music stopped and everyone backed up.

"C-Champ," I said, shocked.

"You don't call me back but you're over here with her? Fuckin' dance all over her?" Champ demanded, clearly drunk.

"Look, I didn't mean anything by it, okay? I would never-" Nicole tried to tell him.

"Shut up, dyke!" Champ spat.

Nicole made a face but Champ ignored her, stepping closer to me and grabbing my arm, pulling me close to him. He squeezed my arm tightly. I tried to pull away from him.

"Let go of me," I snapped.

"No. You ignore me and then dance on this," he squeezed harder, "dyke!"

"Don't call her that!" I yelled at him, trying to push him off. "Champ, you're hurting me."

Nicole stepped up to Champ. "She said you're hurting her. Let go," she said firmly.

"Or what?" Champ challenged.

"Or you get your ass kicked by a girl," Nicole threatened.

That pissed Champ off. He pushed me away from him, causing me to fall onto the floor. Some of the kids helped me up and asked me if I was okay. I nodded and watched as Champ got in Nicole's face.

"Oh, you're gonna kick my ass?" He asked.

Nicole nodded. "Yeah, I am."

Champ cracked his knuckles. "Well, let's go then."

The kids around us started to get riled up, shouting at cheering as they made room for Nicole and Champ, who back away from each other.

"Yeah, Nicole!"

"Come on, girl!"

"Bro, you got this!

"Kick his ass, Nicole!"

Champ held up his fists and glared at Nicole.

"Nicole, come on. Please don't," I begged.

"Stay out of it, Waverly." Nicole snapped at me. She looked at Champ. "Well, then come on."

Champ swung a right hook and Nicole dodged his fist and grabbed his arm before taking him down. She pinned him to the ground, holding his arm behind his back, not once hitting him. I was impressed.

"I'm not gonna fight you," Nicole told him.

She let go of his arm and stood up. Champ jumped up after her and lunged at her. He was met with a knee to the groin. He groaned in pain and dropped down to his knees. Everyone around us groaned as well. They all started cheering for Nicole and laughing at Champ.

Nicole just shook her head and cut through the crowd, trying to leave. I followed her.

"Nicole, wait!" I called.

Nicole got into her car, unlocking the doors so I could get into the passenger seat.

"Your boyfriend is an asshole," she told me as I got into the passenger seat.

"Yeah... I know," I muttered, looking down at my hands.

"Why are you with him?" She questioned, clearly pissed off.

"I- I don't know. I liked him at the time..." I told her.

Nicole shook her head. "I don't know how you can like someone who acts like that."

She started the car and pulled out of her parking spot, beginning to drive home.

Honestly? She was right. Why am I with Champ? He's a dick. I just can't believe it took me this long to finally see it.

When we got to her house, we snuck back into her bedroom and got changed back into pajamas and laid down. I sighed.

"You were right," I told her.

"About what?" Nicole asked, looking over at me.

"About Champ," I answered.

"Oh."

"I know he's an asshole... but I just don't know what to do..."

"Do what you want to do."

"But I don't even know what that is," I muttered.

That was a lie, actually. I did know what I wanted to do. It was Nicole. But I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud. So for now, I'd just keep it to myself.

"Well, I'm not gonna tell you want to do, Waverly. I mean, it is up to you," Nicole spoke softly.

I nodded. "Yeah, I know."

That's what made it all so hard. I wanted someone to tell me what to do. I wanted Nicole to tell me to break up with Champ. But I knew that she knew it wasn't her place. I sighed, turning over to face away from Nicole, pulling the blanket up to cover me. I frowned at the fact that she was so far away.

"Nicole?" I asked quietly.

"Yes?" She replied.

"C-Can we cuddle?" I sounded like a little girl.

Nicole sighed. "Sure."

She shifted a bit in her spot before scooting closer to me. I turned over and hugged her tightly, burying my face in her neck. She wrapped her arms around me and held me, her heart pounding so hard that I could hear it.

I fell asleep almost instantly, but somehow I knew that Nicole hadn't. When I woke up the next morning, she was wide awake, sitting up. She had dark circles around her eyes.

"Hey... did you get any sleep?" I asked her, putting my hand on her shoulder.

Nicole pulled away from my touch and didn't look at me. "No, I didn't."

I frowned. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong is that you think you can just come in here and cuddle with me and all this other crap and expect me to wanna be just your friend," Nicole snapped.

She looked at me directly and I saw that she'd been crying.

"I never said I-" I started to protest.

Nicole shook her head. "Just go home, Waverly," she said, cutting me off.

"What?"

"Go. Home."

I scoffed. "Fine."

I got up and gathered all of my things together before leaving Nicole's bedroom, totally forgetting that I was wearing her clothes. Her grandmother looked at me.

"Oh, are you leaving?" She asked.

I nodded, flashing a sad smile. "Yeah," I told her.

I quickly wiped away the tears that I hadn't even noticed were falling down my cheeks and sniffled, trying to hide the fact I was upset. But somehow the old woman noticed.

"Oh, sweetie. Come over here," she said sweetly.

I tried to hide back my tears as I went to sit next to her, but failed miserably as soon as she wrapped her arms around me in a gentle embrace.

"What's wrong, dear?" She questioned.

"I just- I don't know what to do..." I sobbed.

"About Nicole?" She asked me.

I stopped crying and looked at her.

"How did you know?" I asked, shocked.

"Oh, please. You thought I didn't know Nicole is gay? Plus I caught you two cuddling the other night," she said with a smile.

I chuckled, wiping my tears away. "I like your granddaughter... a lot. But..."

"But?"

"But it's new... I've never felt this before... And I kind of have a boyfriend..."

"Who do you want more?"

"Honestly? I think it's Nicole..."

"So follow your heart! If you think Nicole is going to make you happy, then darling, you've gotta go for it!"

I thought for a minute. Nicole's grandma was telling me to go after Nicole... but is now really the time?

"You're right. Thank you so much, Mrs. Haught," I said.

"Call me Georgia," she told me, smiling.

I smiled back. "Thank you, Georgia."

"You're very welcome, Waverly Earp."

I stood up, my bags in hand, and went outside. I pulled out my phone and called Wynonna to tell her where I was. She came to get me and immediately jumped out of her truck to hug me.

"Oh, I missed you so much, baby girl!" Wynonna sighed as she hugged me.

I smiled. "Sorry I left."

"No, it's fine. I totally understand. Honestly, I would've done the same thing," she told me.

We got into the truck and Wynonna started driving. We drove to the Homestead and I took a deep breath before getting out of the car.

"Don't worry. They're not home," Wynonna told me.

I sighed. "Oh, good."

We went inside and Wynonna sat down with me on the couch in the front room.

"What's been up with you?" Wynonna asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked in response.

"You've been acting weird... and Champ called me," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Ugh. What did he want?"

"He told me that he saw you at a party last night. Dancing with Nicole. There something you wanna tell me?"

I looked at her, scared of what she might say if I did tell her. "I- We-we were drunk. Just having fun, that's all."

Wynonna raised an eyebrow, seemingly suspicious. "Champ thinks you're gay."

I shook my head a little too quickly. "I-I'm not. I- I mean- I-"

"Waverly, you know you can talk to me about anything, right?"

"Yeah, of course. It's just that-"

"What?"

"I just- I'm so confused... I mean, I thought everything was going great with me and Champ... until I met Nicole... she's just... so much better than him. Like- she actually listens to me... she's sweet, not always trying to get in my pants."

Not that I would mind if she was...

Wynonna listened to me. Like, actually listened to me.

"So you like Nicole?" Wynonna asked.

"Yeah.. A lot, actually," I told her.

"Well, that's new. What are you gonna do about it?"

"I don't think it's the right time to do something.. maybe break up with Champ..."

"Baby girl, it's been the time for that."

I chuckled. "Yeah, you're right."

Wynonna was right. And so was Georgia. I needed to break up with Champ and I needed to follow my heart. But when would I do these things?

I have no fucking idea.