Hey guys! Long time, no update for this story… I apologize! I've been really busy with this play I'm in for school. It's pretty sketch. 0_o Anyway… I know this wasn't one of the options for you to vote for, but I want to experiment with this… I also don't think I'm going to be asking for any more voting, anymore. Feel free to leave suggestions for pairings though! :)

Next Pairing: LindsayxHeather

She kept coming back.

Heather had guessed that the blonde had more of learning disability than she thought. That, or she was completely insane.

Ivory fingers wove their way through raven strands, as Heather clamped her onyx eyes shut, and gnawed on her lower lip with aggravation. Maybe the bimbo had finally taken her warnings to heart, and gotten out of their tangled web of lies and lust like Heather desperately wished she hadn't gotten into in the first place. If everyone else knew her true sexuality, all the power, all the fear she'd stricken into their pathetic bodies would vanquish. And that's why she kept Lindsay her dirty little secret.

A soft, bitter, almost reminiscent laugh escaped her lips. She still remembered their first 'encounter' as clear as day.

Lindsay stumbled into a dark, seemingly empty closet, her expression downtrodden and a small pout upon her rosy lips. Cherry, mixed with the overwhelming scent of alcohol lingered on her tongue, the remnants of the beverage she was drinking swishing around in the red plastic cup clutched in her hand.

She sighed as she pulled up the dangerously low v-neck sequin tank top she was sporting for the dance she was attending. The theme was Bright N' Tight. Fluorescent orange spandex short shorts stuck to her hips, bottom, and toned, tan thighs. Her top was most likely a size or two too small, but hey, who gave a damn? It was neon yellow, with silver sequins lining the bust. Multiple glow-in-the-dark neon bracelets hung around her wrists, and her previously perfect make up was smudge from sweat.

Lindsay's pin straight golden locks had a slight curl to them, from the heat radiating off of the numerous grinding bodies and dancers, and Lindsay had to escape before another pervert tried to reach for another feel of her breasts, or ass. Twelve times in four songs was a bit much, even for Lindsay.

Blue orbs of innocence; despite the image the body beneath them put out, began to adjust to the darkness. The outline of a hunched-over figure sparked her normally oblivious intrigue. Lindsay strained to hear any sounds above the earsplitting club music. Faint gasps, grunts, and sniffles entered her eardrums. Lindsay blinked a few times, before tentatively walking towards the source of the noise, her heart racing as the sounds became loud. Her shaky, tan, hand extended and landed on something smooth; something fleshy.

The object beneath her jumped, startling Lindsay. It was a person. Coal eyes met sapphire ones. Lindsay immediately recognized her as Heather, for a few reasons. One- she was dressed provocatively. Two- as soon as soon as she'd realized that it was Lindsay, a fierce scowl lit up her features, washing away any traces of sadness. And three- she was gorgeous.

"You," she spat, enmity and authority clearly heard in her tone, and well above the music. "What are you doing here?"

Lindsay's eyes traveled to the floor, and she stepped backwards a bit, uncomfortably. She placed the cooler she'd been drinking down on a nearby ledge. Her right hand scratched her left arm awkwardly, as her high-pitched voice spilled out of her mouth.

"I… I don't know…"

Heather rolled her eyes, as she forced herself to sit up straight and tall. She looked up at the blonde from where she was sitting with such maliciousness Lindsay could feel her knees tremble- though that could just was well be from the alcohol. Or their close proximity. She really didn't know which.

"Oh, this is rich. You don't know. God, I knew you were stupid, but I didn't know you were that retarded." Heather sneered, standing up and beginning to circle her like a vulture preying a dead carcass. Her cruel eyes were locked on Lindsay's unfocussed ones, and Lindsay couldn't help but feel like she was about to pass out.

A flash of anger flickered in her irises, and a scowl appeared on her beautiful face.

"Hey! I'm not stupid, and I'm not retarded either! Like, why are you so mean to me! I thought we were friends!" Lindsay replied, curtly.

Heather scoffed, and rolled her eyes once again. A hand was on one of her deadly curves, and the other hung loosely by her side. "Friend? Please, I have no friends- I need no friends! You're only fooling yourself, Lindsiot."

"Um, my name is Lindsay…" Lindsay said, unaware that the raven-haired viper had just insulted her. Heather's face scrunched up in distaste, and a hand flew up to her nose. She pinched the bridge of it, and let out an irritated sigh.

"It's like talking to a brick wall. Although, a brick wall isn't a total pushover!" She mumbled.

The two teenagers stood there in tense silence, despite the thunderous music in the background. Heather let out a curt breath, before brushing past Lindsay and towards the door of the closet. Her stomach did a flip as the skin where Heather came in contact with her burned and tingled.

"Wait!" Lindsay called out, before meekly looking down at the floor.

Heather's shoulder's tensed and her hands clenched into fists. She slowly spun on her heel, sending the blonde bombshell an icy glare.

"What?" She hissed.

"Why…were you in here?" Lindsay squeaked.

All previous hints of hatred and anger on Heather's porcelain face instantly disappeared with that single question. Lindsay could remark that she looked almost…vulnerable. Heather tried her hardest to send Lindsay a glare that told her to screw off, but it looked pained and forced.

"None of your business!" She grumbled, but the venom behind it was weak; like she wanted Lindsay to make it her business.

Lindsay closed her eyes, and inhaled deeply, relying on every ounce of courage in her body to help her form this next sentence.

"Well, let's make it my business, then." She said, calmly. Heather raised a challenging, but slightly impressed eyebrow. Lindsay swallowed the large lump in her dry throat, and opened her eyes. She walked up to Heather, and stared up into her wavering glare intensely.

"You like, always think you're so tough; that's because you are. You think that you're the best; maybe that's because you are, and maybe not. But you also think that you're heartless; which is the biggest. Lie. Ever." She murmured.

Heather's eyebrows rose at that comment, and the gravitational pull she had over the blonde that orbited her like a satellite tugged harder. Another silence fell over the pair of females. Lindsay let out a quietly, breathy laugh as her alcohol tainted breath entered Heather's nostrils; the mix of it, cherries, and Lindsay's Baby Phat perfume sparking a flame of lust within Heather she had never felt before.

Before either knew what had happened, Heather's lips were roughly caressing Lindsay's shocked and barely responding ones. Her eyes were shut tight, and her hands were firmly gripping handfuls of Lindsay's luscious hair. Lindsay's initial state of shock withered away within the first few seconds, and she found herself weakly kissing back, and her eyes fluttering closed.

Heather drew back away a bit, shifting her hands to new positions; one on the back of Lindsay's neck, and the other on the small of her back.

"You call that a kiss, Lindsiot?" she growled hungrily, against the blondes rapidly bruising lips. "I guess Tyler's not only a failure with sports."

Lindsay knew this was wrong. Her and Heather weren't even friends. Hell, she knew Heather probably even hated her. That didn't stop her from moaning and beginning to return the amount of passion she was receiving.

"You know," Heather panted, pulling away from a brief moment. She narrowed her eyes, while Lindsay blinked to try and clear hers. "This doesn't change anything. I still find you the most infuriating thing to ever walk the earth."

"I know…" The blonde replied.

Heather pursed her lips for a second, before her eyes flickered, as the events of the last couple minutes caught up with her. She glared venomously at the Lindsay, backing away towards the door.

"Don't talk to me ever again! Ugh, this is your entire fault, look what you've done! This never happened, got it?" She yelled.

Lindsay's gaze fell to the floor, and her expression returned to the same gloomy one that she had when she entered. She nodded mutely.

"I can't even stand to look at you anymore." Heather huffed, exiting the closet and slamming the door behind her.

Lindsay stood there alone. Used, and abused.

That still didn't stop her from coming back.

As Heather was drawn out of her thoughts, she sighed and rested her chin in her palms. She really couldn't blame her if Lindsay chose not to come back this time. She was horrible.

"Hey," a soft voice chimed.

Heather's head snapped up, and her gaze fell onto the exact item of her troubles and pleasures. Before she could even prevent herself from doing so, Heather glared and spat out, "Ugh, what are you doing here? Don't you get it that I don't want to see your stupid face?"

Lindsay shrugged it off, used to Heather's tongue (in many other ways, as well) and entered. She walked right up to Heather's glaring and bitter face, and stared down softly. It took everything in Heather not to break right down, take the blonde in her arms and cry out incoherent apologies while her smooth fingers stroked her glossy hair.

However, Heather was tougher than that; she was better than that. Sometimes she even had a heart.

But it was hidden.

And it rested with the blonde bombshell that always came back.

Wow. That was my first ever attempt at femslash. And I personally think it sucked. They were soo OOC. Blargh. Well, I'd really appreciate it if you gave me a review, of your honest opinion! I hope it didn't suck too bad! Well, it's just about midnight and I have school tomorrow…ew. But, I don't regret staying up late to write this. I just think I needed to try something new. :P

By the way, THANKS FOR ALL THE REVIEW SO FAR! 73 in 6 chapters? YOU GUYS ROCK! Keep 'em coming please!

Until next time! Hopefully it'll be a lot sooner!

~Alexex