KatePOV-
In all honesty, Noah Puckerman gets to me. A lot. Because even though we try being friends, he still objectifies women to a point that it makes my stomach turn. He's unashamed to sit at the lunch table and go into excruciating details about whatever girl he hooked up with the night before, or to blatantly stare when a Cheerio walks by.
And now I feel like I'm no better, because I've been staring at Blair all day.
Lack of funding towards the school means that we don't always have air conditioning, even in those random, hot October days, like today.
I keep glancing over at her, because, damn, she's gorgeous. There's no denying that. She's sitting next to me in class, leather jacket draped across the back of a chair, wearing a wine colored bustier top that fits her perfectly, just enough cleavage showing that she won't get in trouble.
''See something you like,'' she questions, pulling her curls to one side.
''I-I... Blair, I'm not-''
''It's fine, Kate,'' she laughs, closing her book as the bell rings ,''From one hot girl to another: it's perfectly fine if we check each other out.''
''Wait,'' I follow her out of the room, nerves making my stomach churn ,''We're going to get our dresses today, seeing as yesterday... yeah. I... you should come. It'll be fun.''
BlairPOV-
''I actually have something to do after school.''
Well, someone to be precise: that sexy-as-hell brunette from the locker room yesterday- Santana Lopez. Turns out she's in the same gym class as I am. She's made it very obvious what she wants, and I sure as hell want the same thing.
Then again, I can't think of too many people who wouldn't.
''Oh,'' Kate's smile falters a bit, ''I understand.''
''But, hey, we can talk about it at lunch tomorrow. Show me then, yeah? I have an appointment during lunch. If it finishes early, I'll see you then,'' I grin, leaving her at her locker.
The girl has no sense of subtlety, but I can't really be mad at her. All throughout the lesson, she'd glance at me. Once, I noticed out of the corner of my eye as her own trailed down to my cleavage before she adverted them towards the board, blushing fiercely.
She noticed me, and I definitely noticed her. Those jeans she was wearing were almost sinfully tight, and I enjoyed the view.
What? Just because I don't intend to hook up with her doesn't mean I don't like looking.
''The Mack'' is waiting for me under the bleachers, leaning against a beam as she smokes, ''I was beginning to think you weren't going to show.''
She puts the cigarette out as soon as I'm closer, wrapping her arms around my waist.
''I have to see if you live up to your nickname. Now let's get this started.''
Soft, pink lips are on mine, her kisses just as aggressive as her personality. Not that I'm complaining, if the way my hand is sliding her shirt up a bit is a clue.
Half an hour later, we pull apart, gasping.
''Damn. I'm impressed,'' she wipes at her mouth with the back of her hand ,''That was good.''
''Play your cards right, and you might get a repeat performance on Friday,'' I wink, picking my bag up, ''You would tonight if I didn't have plans. Gotta go, babe. See you later.''
That's it. Leave them wanting more, but don't give it to them. Not yet.
KatePOV-
One of the best things about Finn having Noah Puckerman as a best friend: he has someone to talk video game tactics to when he fails to realize that I seriously don't care.
One of the worst things: this mohawk-wearing, video game playing, perpetually horny friend often spends the night at our house if Finn is there. Even if that means Finn sneaking him back in after his latest conquest.
''Ten out of ten, definitely the best I've had. This week,'' he high-fives Mike, who immediately pulls his hand back at Tina's disapproving glare.
''You're such a catch,'' Quinn smiles sweetly, although her eyes are hostile ,''I can't believe I let you go.''
Surprisingly, Quinn, Rachel, Brittany, and even Santana are sitting with us today. It's one of those rare, warm October days, so we're eating outside in the courtyard.
"Well, your nights all paled in comparison to mine. I hooked up with the hottest cheerleader last night," Santana crosses long, tan legs as she sits next to me.
"You slept with yourself?," I blurt out, covering my mouth with my hand.
"Smooth, babe. But no. This girl is almost as hot as me," she glances at Brittany, who refuses to even look at her, "A new cheerio."
"Hey," Blair slides into the chair next to Santana's, clad in the cheerios uniform, "Sorry I'm late."
Oh. So that's why Santana, Brittany, and Quinn are sitting with us: to make Blair more comfortable.
"Don't worry about it, babe," Santana's hand trails up the side of Blair's thigh, over the fabric of the Cheerio's track pants, and I feel my stomach drop.
Of course Santana gets the beautiful girl. Of course the beautiful girl is attracted to an equally as beautiful girl as me.
It's just not my luck that Blair would be single, and a lesbian. Because when is life ever fair for me?
''Hey,'' Blair catches up to me after lunch, as I'm walking towards my locker ,''Sorry I never made it to lunch yesterday. I was busy.''
Yeah. I bet.
''It's alright,'' I tuck some hair behind my ear, ''It… yeah. I understand.''
''Maybe we could get together and discuss the homework later, yeah? After Cheerios practice.''
''Sure. Speaking of cheerleading, I didn't know you were on the squad.''
''Yeah. Well, three of the Cheerios are out sick: two with mono, and one has a tonsillectomy tomorrow. Sue needed someone to replace them, Santana got me an audition, and I'm a fast learner. I'm just singing and dancing, she said. It won't be too hard,'' she shrugs, her confidence nearly infectious.
''Is this your little girlfriend, Kate?,'' Danica sneers at me as she walks by, the constant fear I have whenever she is near making me feel nauseated.
''Don't be jealous. I'm open to suggestion,'' Blair raises one perfect eyebrow, as if daring Danica to test her.
The Danica situation is one I can't avoid. She's everywhere, it seems. Sue can't even do anything without confronting the school board because no one else is ever around to witness just how cruel Danica really is to me.
Or to see her basically attack my mouth.
''Don't test me. Like I'd be interested,'' Danica snaps, rushing away before anyone has a chance to cause a scene.
''She's a bitch,'' Blair rolls her eyes ,''Sorry. I don't like people messing with people I like.''
And, of course, I have to stop my heart from speeding up at the implication that Blair could like me. Santana may be genuinely terrible, but she's a real looker: perfect skin, perfect hair, tall, with bigger boobs.
Sometimes I think I'm cute. I'm ok, but Santana is insanely gorgeous, as is Blair. Of course they were attracted to each other.
''No. Thank you,'' I nod, smiling a bit, ''That was nice. You're a good person.''
''Not really,'' she looks down before changing the subject ,''Who's the dude with the mohawk staring at my chest?''
Of course Puck notices her. Who wouldn't?
''Noah Puckerman. I… yeah, I'd avoid him if I were you.''
''Duly noted,'' she nods once, flipping her long, black ponytail over her shoulder ,''So. I guess I'll see you later.''
With that, she turns and marches away, skirt swishing as she does.
Yeah. I've got it bad.
''What's with you, kid?''
Carole has to work late, but Finn is over, which leaves him, dad, and myself to take care of dinner.
''Dad, haven't we talked about portion control,'' I glance pointedly at his plate.
''Don't change the subject, Katelyn. And, Finn, don't chew with your mouth open.''
''Sorry,'' Finn says before swallowing his food, ''Won't do it again.''
''Sure you won't,'' I tease fondly before turning to dad, ''Nothing's wrong.''
''You've been quiet. That's not like you. You're usually blabbing my ear off about something. What's got you down?''
Well, there's a girl that terrifies me at school. Oh, and they can't do anything about that. Also there is this great girl who I have a crush on, but of course it doesn't work out for me. Yeah, that, and I'm painfully insecure.
''Nothing.''
''She has a crush on this chick at school,'' Finn supplies ,''Blair Anderson.''
''Shut up, Finn! I do not!''
''Then why were you staring at her butt today?!''
''Not at the table, you two!,''my dad groans in frustration ,''Finn, stay out of this. Thank you, though. Kate, you're a terrible liar. Now you don't have to tell me about her, but you should know better than to lie to me.''
''Okay, dad. I'm sorry.''
''Me, too, Burt,'' Finn nods.
''Now apologize to each other, and clear the table,'' my dad wipes his mouth and stands before retreating to the living room.
''Sorry, Finn,''I begin to clear the table as he follows behind me.
''I'm sorry, too. You know… I said a lot of shitty things last year. But I meant what I said at the beginning of the year: I have your back.''
''I know. I appreciate it.''
''And you like whoever you like. Blair's cute. Don't tell Rachel that I said that though,'' he quickly amends ,''And if she isn't seriously dating Santana, go for it. Hey, if you wash the dishes, then I'll dry.''
As we do our chores, those two words ring through my mind: go for it.
Take a chance.
Don't be afraid.
If only things were ever that simple.
BlairPOV-
''I really have to go now,'' I sit up, leaving Santana pouting in her bed ,''Maybe we can pick this up again soon?''
''Sounds good to me,'' she pulls the covers around herself, ''Got any plans for homecoming?''
''I'm busy that night. This is just casual, right,'' I slide my leather leggings on, smirking when she snorts, ''Thought so. I can definitely make time for you, soon.''
''Sweet,'' she stands, reaching for her clothes as I finish dressing ,''I'll walk you out.''
''So,'' I try to avoid staring at her perfect bottom as I pull my Cheerios skirt on ,''What's the deal with that Kate girl?''
''Hummel,'' Santana pulls her tank top on, shrugging, ''Not much to say, really. We're in glee together, we have two classes together. She was on the Cheerios last year. She's kind of pretty. Total prude, though.''
I try to push the thoughts of Kate Hummel in the Cheerios out of my mind. Iy not to think of the way the skirt would swish around her long, smooth, pale thighs, showing off her gorgeous legs, and-
Yeah. I've definitely got it bad.
''I'll see you in school tomorrow,'' Santana pulls me in for one last, sultry kiss before letting me leave.
Whatever Santana says, she's right about one thing: Kate is very pretty. I wouldn't mind getting to know her... in more ways than one.
That would require dating, though, and her getting to know me. Which means being vulnerable, which isn't something I handle easily. Sabrina's the only one who knows every single thing about me, and that's the way it's going to stay.
I've known Kate less than a week, and I'm already hung up on her. That's insane. For all I know, she could have a girlfriend. Someone with her looks has to, right?
Friendship is fine. It's cool.
After all, I'm used to taking what I can get.
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