Thank you for following. I was asked about Lemons in this story several times. I will be doing a little more each chapter. I hope to see more people write Carrie/Chris stories in the future. Also check out my Zombieland/Resident Evil fic, "Give You Hell" if you get the chance.

Chris was still recovering from her little make out session with Carrie White. "How can she be that good without having any practise?" Chris pondered as lied on her stomach in bed. She found herself fantasizing about what else Carrie could do especially with those powers of hers. She had a journal she kept under her bed that contained all of her darkest fantasies when she started thinking about sex. Without Billy in the picture she needed help with some of the urges she was feeling. It was a shame Carrie couldn't stay the night, she had some ideas of how they could extend the little lesson they had.

She wrote down her 'plans' as she called them of how to seduce Carrie:

"I know she wants me, she just doesn't know it yet. I love how she can take charge of me. I actually think I'm starting to have the hots for her...am I as weird as Carrie White? Maybe weirder. I know she enjoyed what happened today and I can't see why she wouldn't want to continue. I feel weak just thinking about what I'd like to do to her and what I'd love to do to her. Am I going crazy? Maybe but I kind of love it. Next I think I'll get her to look at me naked. I know she spied on me in the shower but I want her to get a good look this time. I know she's a huge perv like me. Just another moment alone with her...if not at the house, when everyone's gone. Maybe the bleachers. That would be hot."

Carrie wasn't sure what to make of what happened between her and Chris, she'd never felt that way before and didn't know if it was normal. Was Chris just doing that to mess with her? Why was she being so mean? Part of her wanted to believe she'd changed but it was a lot to take in. She had no one she could talk to about it either, not her mother that was for sure. The moment Chris' dad came home, Carrie left in a hurry, nearly knocking him down on her way out the door; it wasn't like they were caught but she had this feeling of guilt and wanted to get home right away. Margaret wasn't there yet when she got there but she knew it was only a matter of time. Carrie thought she would know somehow what she had been up to with Chris and prepared for the worst but when she got home, Margaret was tired and didn't really say much that evening.

At school the next day she didn't see Chris in any of her classes, maybe playing hooky with Billy. It wasn't until the end of the day when Carrie was leaving school that she noticed Chris sitting under the bleachers. She waved her over. Carrie was hesitant to go over to her, she looked around to see if there was a chance she was waving to someone else but she wasn't. Everyone was heading to their buses and cars and didn't pay any attention. Chris was vaping when Carrie walked under the bleachers to the old couch chair she was sitting on. Chris offered her to cape but Carrie refused. "Why weren't you in school today?"

"I needed time to think," Chris smiled.

"Oh…"

"You were in an awful hurry yesterday."

"Sorry…I just…it was different," Carrie didn't look Chris in the eye, she hid herself behind her long, messy hair.

"That's what I've been thinking about…" Chris got close to her, moving her chair. Carrie was getting uneasy, she looked back at the school to see a mostly empty parking lot. Chris leaned in to kiss Carrie but Carrie pit her hands out and stopped her.

"Someone might see us!"

"I know, that's what makes it so much fun!" Chris hypnotized her with those dark almost animal like eyes of hers, "Why are you so scared?" Carrie looked away, giving her head a shake. Chris handed her a beer bottle, "Here. It will loosen you up." Carrie shook her head.

"I should go home…we can practise some other time," she stood up, Chris made sure to stop her. She stood up, blocking Carrie and opened up her jacket to reveal she only had a black bra on underneath. She adored the expression on Carrie's face, it looked like she might faint. Her whole body froze, her eyes sticking out as far as they could go.

Chris overdid herself acting sexy, "What do you think?" Carrie couldn't form any sensible words together, she wasn't sure what to think, "I bet you like what you see."

"Those…those are bad…why are you showing them to me?"

Chris lifted an eyebrow, "Excuse me?…" at first she was a little irritated but forgave her innocence, "There's nothing bad about them, Carrie…they're perfectly normal. You have them too."

"Normal?"

"Yeah, you can feel for yourself," she spoke in a husky voice, squeezing her breasts together.

"You're just teasing me."

Chris shook her head, "No, I want you to."

"But why would you want me to do that? Girls touching each other is normal?"

"Yes. I've touched a lot of girls. Just like in the magazine you caught me with," though she really meant she touched herself thinking of other girls but was never brave enough to go through with it.

Carrie gulped, "So…when we kissed?"

"Did you feel it too?" Carrie bit her bottom lip and nodded, "You're a really good kisser. You have sexy lips."

"Yeah?" Carrie was feeling her face get hot, she held tightly onto the bottom of her coattails.

"Mhmm."

"You're just making fun of me."

"How many times do I need to tell you I'm not?" she pushed her lips into Carrie's, kissing her passionately. That spark they felt the first time hadn't gone away or faded. Chris was a little rough but gentle when it came to kissing her neck. Carrie wasn't expecting her to stick her tongue in her ear, that was a bit strange but maybe it was what the other girls in her class were in to. Carrie sat back down, Chris sat in her lap and thrusted her body. Next Chris removed her bra and Carrie took a long hard look at her bare chest.

"Thought you'd like to see them," she leaned in and whispered into her ear, "You were trying to get a good look at them in the shower weren't you?" Chris smiled when she saw the guilty look on the poor girl's face, "That's what I thought."

"I really like them…are they cold?"

Chris didn't understand her at first but knew she must have said that on account of how hard her nipples were. "Why don't you warm them up?" Chris smirked.

Carrie couldn't believe this was actually happening, her hands moved in and cupped the C-cup breasts. Chris gasped and hissed as Carrie massaged them gently with her fingers. "This is so hot, right?"

"Yeah…hot…," Carrie said licking her lips.

"Oh, Carrriieee…," Chris mumbled, her eyes closed, forehead straining from the intensity. Carrie was having so much fun that she almost didn't notice her mother's car pull up to the school. Carrie just caught the old car in the corner of her eye, she nearly pushed Chris off of her, "I've gotta go, I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Carrie, wait!" Chris called to her but it was no use, she ran quickly to the car and was driven off. Chris was getting sick of the interruptions, she needed to get her and Carrie far away.

More to come. Soon and a longer chapter. What do you think Sue and the other girls would do if they ever found out about this?