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12:00PM – McCree's Classroom, Royal Winstonian Academy

"Hey Mr. McCree, what time is it?" asked Gabriel Reyes, the resident jokester in our class.

"Why I'd say it's abo- wait a minute I know what yer doin'" Exclaimed McCree, scratching his head from embarrassment. The bell for lunch rang, McCree did his usual spouting of how it's High Noon and Hana, Lena and Angela had all shifted their seats over and we began chatting about today's party, and the upcoming trip to Japan.

"Angie love, I'm so excited for tonight!" exclaimed a quite hyperactive Lena, who thankfully doesn't have track on the weekends, so she'll be able to attend tonight. "I can't wait to just chill out and relax…and have some fun" she says with a wink.

"That sort of carry on will definitely not be taking place tonight and if I see anyone of you guys specifically engaging in such behaviour you shall be kicked out at once" replied Angela with a confident smile. Lena of course laughed it off.

"You know I was only 'aving a giggle love! Besides, there's only one person in this class I'd even remotely consider shagging here…" Lena's voice drifts off in a dream-like tone. The three of us however were now very interested.

"Who is he?!" Angela and I asked in sync. Hana stared in bewildered confusion.

"The only hint you're getting…" Lena leans in "…is that it's a woman"

Now, Lena's orientation wasn't a shock to Angela or I. She'd told the three of us (and Jack) about her bisexuality about a year ago in quite the coming out speech. We just assumed it was a guy because despite being Bi, Lena's only ever really shown interest to guys as far as we know.

Hana however, knew nothing about this, as expected of the new girl.

"Wait, is L-Lena gay?!" questioned Hana, which made Lena laugh.

"No no, I just play for both teams love" she says with a wink, which makes Hana look away from embarrassment.

"It means she likes men and women" interjects Angela, just in case Hana didn't get what Lena meant.

"Oh…okay…that's cool I guess" says Hana non-chalantly. Despite our best efforts, Angela, Hana and I couldn't get any information out of Lena as to who she secretly admires. Maybe a few drinks later could help with that…I smirk at my own devious thoughts and whisper them to both Hana and Angela, who both agreed that alcohol could be our key. We continued our discussion throughout lunch, and eagerly awaited for the final bell of the day to arrive.

After School – 7:00PM – Angela Ziegler's House

It was half an hour before the party had been scheduled to begin. Angela and I went through our pre-party checks one more time just to make absolutely sure that everything had been going to plan.

"Okay, music?" asked Angela

"Check."

"Food?"

"Check."

"Drink?"

"Check and Check" I said, pointing to a keg and a selection of bottles.

"Good, good" said Angela, breathing a sigh of relief. Whilst she normally is calm and collected, even during the exam season, she seemed to be a bit overly worried today.

"Is everything OK?" I ask, a hint of concern contained in my voice.

"There's just…a lot on my mind right now. Apart from the whole thing with Jack, I'm just really worried about tonight. I hope that nothing gets smashed or destroyed or robbed or anything." She says, rubbing her eyes out of tiredness. I walk over to her and give her a pat on the back, trying my best to reassure her that everything was okay. Before I could even say anything though, the doorbell rang with the first guest. Angela perked up, patted herself down and put on her most lovely of smiles and opened the door to see…

"H-Hey there, Angie…" said a slightly embarrassed Hana. She walked into the main room, where I was sitting down after managing to put on some random music Angela had put on the playlist, and I must say, I had always seen Hana as a beautiful girl but tonight she fucking looked out of this world. Her hair was done up in a nice low ponytail with a fringe. She was wearing a gorgeous black top and nice, tight denim jeans which fit her figure perfectly. She sat down beside me and it took everything within me to not look away out of sheer astonishment for her beauty.

"Hey there, Jonathan" she says with a sincere smile. I smile back and reply with a quick greeting of my own.

"Would you like a drink?" I ask. Hana puts a finger to her mouth and thinks about it for a second.

"Yeah sure, whatever you're having!" she says with a chirp. I walk over and get us both a cup filled with beer. Hana looked at the golden liquid for a moment before proceeding to take a sip. I followed suit. Angela joined us and we began discussing Lena and who it is she may secretly admire.

"I think it could be that girl in Zarya's class…what's her name again, Emily, or something? Don't they do track together?" I ask to Angela, Hana being more of an onlooker in this situation, looking on with excitement and wonder.

"Hmm, it could very well be. I'm trying my best to narrow it down, and the only girls she really talks to that we know are me, Hana, Emily and Fareeha Amari from our class." Says Angela, puzzled at the current situation, which was interrupted by the doorbell ringing.

It was a group of five people, one of whom was Lena, dressed with a cool looking brown leather jacket, a Union Jack adorning both sleeves which was accompanied by a sort of yellow/orange pair of jeans.

"Alright loves!" chirped in Lena, with her usual upbeat attitude shining through. We all gave her a small wave or salutation and she began drinking some beer with us. As the night went on, more and more people came to the party, until everyone from our class – minus Gabriel for some reason – was here, enjoying Angela's little get together.

8:30 PM – Angela Ziegler's House

Lena Oxton is not a very good drinker.

After about 3-4 pints of lager, she was talking way, way more than she usually does. Considering this is Lena we're talking about, that is quite the achievement. Hana, Angela and I all grouped together.

"Right, someone has tyo go talk to her. I nominate Angela." I say, not wanting to do the dirty deed.

"I second that" Hana responds to my claim swiftly. Angela looks at the two of us in a way as if we had betrayed her. She shakes her head and mutters something in German and walks over to Lena.

"Ahh Lena darling, would you come with me for a moment? I need to talk with you about something" said Angela, her soothing voice bringing Lena to her attention.

"O-Oh, sure love, n-nnnno problem!" said a very drunk Lena, only being able to somewhat put her words together. They both walked off to a mostly unoccupied area of the downstairs, where only two or three other people were.

That left me with Hana. And Hana wasn't much better at holding her drink than Lena. Niether was I. Whilst I could produce a sentence with little to no slurring, my train of thought was running at a much slower pace than usual, so I don't really think that rationally when I'm inebriated. Hana and I were leaning against a countertop in the kitchen, with some mellow 70's rock ballad playing in the background. To try and break the conversational ice, I asked

"I wonder if Angie will even be successful…" I say, giggling slightly. Hana laughs back.

"Haha, yeah, she's barely had anything to drink so she's probably the best at this kinda thing" she says with another laugh, falling slightly into y side.

"Woops" she says, as her eyes meet mine. We both laugh at how silly this whole night has become.

"Ssso about the other day" Hana begins talking, and I instantly know what she's referring to. "I know you like, said that we shouldn't do stuff like that buuuuttt I dunno" Hana says, slurring her words, if only slightly. "I kinda liked it dude" she says, giving me a light punch in the arm, smirking at me. Not knowing what to really say, I reply back with

"Uhm, yeah, me too" I close my eyes and stick out my tongue at her, whilst scratching my head from embarrassment.

"Follow me, Jonathan" she says, leaning in to whisper those words ever so softly into my right ear. My heart skips a beat, and, if only for a moment, Hana's words entrap my soul, and my heart. Hana walks off towards the staircase, and I follow suit. We reach a door. Hana peeks inside, and beckons me to follow her. It's Angela's bedroom. Hana makes sure to close the door behind her.

No. Don't do this.

"Jonathan…" says Hana, locking her eyes with mine. She places her right hand on my right cheek, and her left on my left hip. I begin to breath erratically, my mind going nuts at what was going on in front of my eyes right now. My conscience was screaming conflicting actions at me.

Do it.

Hold back.

You'll stay a virgin if you don't do this.

You must think with your heart, not your head.

Before I knew it, Hana's soft lips brushed against mine. I mutter out a small whimper of surprise, which seemingly amuses Hana. My sober persona slams his clenched fists against the windows of my conscience, unable to take over and break free. I return Hana's kiss, placing both my hands on her backside, slightly above her bottom. She whimpers back herself, her mouth beckoning for more. We push our bodies closer together as we walk slowly towards the wall, the open door of the walk-in closet on our left-hand side. Hana's left hand begins slowly moving its way from my hip to my pants zipper.

"Hana…isn't this not-"

A single finger to my lip, forcing my silence as Hana undid the button and began slowly unzipping the trouser zip.

And that's when we heard it. A noise from outside the door. Hana's hand froze in place, right above the top of my boxers. We looked towards the door and saw the handle being turned. Looking at each other, we darted into the closet beside us and closed its door, right as the bedroom door itself opened up. Peeking through the wooden door's grill, the two of us saw two shapes walking into the room and firmly closing the door behind them, before undressing each other. I moved around to try and get a better view of those faces, trying to identify the two people responsible for breaking Hana and I's intimate kiss.

And then, I saw their faces, and immediately looked at Hana.

Lena Oxton and Angela Ziegler were undressing each other right down to the birthday suit.

Hana and I had to hold our mouths shut to try and not shout out our surprise at this rather unexpected development. Angela, who had never show any sort of remote interest in women, and who was sober, and who was still getting over Jack, had suddenly been entranced by Lena? The two of us look on in amazement as out two friends climb into the bed with each other. The lewd noises and faces made by the two women in the bed didn't help the ever-present problem that was my erection, which had been growing since Hana had unzipped my trousers. I went to zip them back up.

But Hana Song, had other ideas.

(A/N: Ohh the world of cliff-hangers are oh so very cruel. But hey, that's Fan Fiction for you I suppose. Lena and Angela certainly don't seem to mind each other's company anyways ;) Please leave a review! It helps me iron out the kinks in the story. See you next time for Trapped in the Heart of a Gamer, Episode 6: D. Vangelion!)