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[A/N] I want to thank you for your encouraging feedback. Your support is everything to me.

Some parts in this chapter are based on real life experience and it's not the lemony parts, unfortunately.

Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy today's update.

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Alice

I turn around in front of the mirror, checking my reflection for a last time before I head down the stairs. The heels are uncomfortable but they look great with the skirt I've decided to wear tonight.

"Where are you going?" Mom asks me, looking up from the book between her hands. She has started to read a lot of this find yourself crap in the last time. I don't understand how these books are supposed to make her feel better about the divorce.

"I'm going out. Have you forgotten? I think I told you before."

"Where and with whom?"

Crap, is this a FBI investigation? Why does my mother feel the need to know exactly about every fucking minute of my life? It's so annoying.

"Mary Alice?"

"Don't call me that name. I hate it. I'm going out with Bella. We're going to see a movie." We're actually going to a club but Mom wouldn't like that too much, so I decided to lie to her about our plans for tonight.

The sound of the doorbell saves me from Mom's questioning. I place a quick kiss on her cheek and promise to be home again before midnight.

"Hey," I greet Bella shyly when I open the door for her. She is dressed in a dark brown leather jacket that matches the color of her eyes just perfectly. It shouldn't be allowed for anyone to have such beautiful eyelashes without wearing mascara. She's stunning. My heart makes a little jump in my chest.

"Hello, princess. You look lovely. I won't let you out of my eyes tonight."

I blush, my cheeks turning warm from her compliment. She takes my hand and blows a kiss over my knuckles. It makes my skin tingle when her breathe touches my fingertips.

"We're taking the truck. I figured out that you don't enjoy it too much when we ride the bike."

She pulls me with her and opens the door of her Chevy for me. Inside the car it smells a bit like tobacco and peppermint. What a strange combination.

"Do I look okay for the club? It took me forever to figure out what to wear."

Bella turns on the engine and fumbles around on the ancient looking radio until some low music starts playing. I hum to the melody.

"You look great. Are you nervous? I bet you've never been to a gay club before."

I nod. Why would I have gone to one anyway? I never even thought about whether I like girls before I met Bella. Maybe it's just because she's so boyish. It's appealing to me. The way she carries herself with so much confidence is something I can't stop admiring her for.

"There's no need to be nervous. This is going to be fun."

"Are you going to dance with me?"

"You can dance in those heels? I couldn't even manage to walk ten steps in them."

"I'm used to wearing them. They make me at least a bit taller."

She places her hand on my bare knee and circles her thumb over it. My stomach is in a knot. I can feel myself getting excited from her touch, no matter how innocent it might be meant to be.

"Your skin is beautiful when you blush." Bella states calmly. "Am I making you nervous when I touch you?"

"A bit," I whisper. A lot, I think in my head while we drive through the nightly streets of my new hometown. The club is in the middle of nowhere. There are several cars and bikes squeezed into the tiny parking lot next to the brick building. Bella parks the car and runs her fingers through her short hair, trying to arrange the spikes a bit differently.

Then she leans over to me and cups my chin between two fingers. Her lips are soft against my mouth and I can taste something minty on my tongue when she deepens the kiss after a moment.

"Let's go inside before it gets so crowded that they won't let anyone in."

I follow her outside and reach for her hand. God, I don't even know why I'm so terribly nervous. Maybe it's the thought that everyone will consider us a couple when we go into that club. They will think me to be gay and I'm not even sure about it yet myself.

The girl at the entrance grins at us. She has two piercing in her lower lip and another one in her left eyebrow.

"Hey Bells, how's it going?"

"Not too bad, Charlotte, not too bad. How's business?"

"It's still not enough for Pete's surgery. But this is just how life is like." She waves us inside the club without making us pay before she starts chatting with the guys standing behind us.

Inside the club it looks like an old warehouse. There are some rainbow flags hanging on the walls. I watch fascinated how a girl, I assume she's a girl swirls over the dance floor, moving her hips to the rhythm of the music that thunders though the club.

"Do you want to drink something?" Bella asks me, hugging me from behind.

"Diet coke, please. Do they have that here?"

"Sure, princess. I get you some. Do you want to wait here for me?"

I lean against a box behind me and nod. There's a couple of bald headed dykes who is about to dry hump each other against a couch that is standing in a corner across the room.

"Stop staring. That's rude." Someone snarls next to me. I cringe and turn to the side. She's tall, even with the flat boots she's wearing she's almost two heads higher than me. Her hair is cut short like Bella's but the sides are shaved, exposing a blue inked tribal symbol on the left side.

"I wasn't staring."

"Yeah, sure. Do you know where you are here, Missy?"

"What?"

"I'm tired of straight chicks like you coming here to eyeball. We're not some freaking animals in a zoo."

"Leave her alone, Leah." Bella states, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. "She's with me."

"Are you trying to turn her around?"

"You embittered cunt, just piss off before I get angry. Trust me that wouldn't end well for you."

Leah hisses through her teeth and walks off.

"Stupid bitch. You should just ignore her."

Bella hands me my drink and I sip on the bottle.

"She doesn't seem to like me being here."

"What she likes and what she doesn't like shouldn't be any of your concern. Leah had a pretty ugly break-up recently. It has turned her into a harpy."

I take another gulp from my coke and sigh. "She made some comment about straight girls coming here to look. Does she think I'm one of them?"

"What does it matter?"

I clear my throat and place the bottle on the box next to us. "She said straight like it was a bad thing."

A frown appears on Bella's face. It takes her a moment to decide what to respond to this.

"Sometimes people are just curious."

"You mean people like me? I like you. I just don't know if that means I'm gay. Maybe I'm only gay for you. Would that be bad?"

She shakes her head and fists her hand into my hair, wrapping one of my curls around her fingertip to pull me close to her face.

"I like you too, princess."

The feeling of her lips against mine is amazing. I open my mouth and enjoy the shivers that run down my spine when her tongue glides smoothly over the tip of mine.

"Do we want to dance?" I ask her, when she eventually breaks the contact of our mouths.

"Sure, princess." Bella says. She guides me over to the dance floor. It's so crowded there now that we don't have much room to move. I don't mind it. I cross my hands in Bella's neck and caress the short cropped hair. It feels like soft bristles. She plants another kiss on my lips and then very slowly her body starts moving against mine.

Every time her hips rock against my side, my stomach muscles clench. Are those butterflies? It feels like that.

Time moves by way too quickly. After we've danced together for a while she introduces me to some of her friends. I feel odd. All of them are like Bella. They dress like boys and wear their hair short. Maybe that's a sign that I don't really belong here.

"How long have the two of you been together?" a girl named Meggie asks me curiously. She's a little red-head with freckles all over her face. Her short hair is a mess of tiny copper colored curls.

"Everything is pretty fresh." Bella explains, taking my hand in hers to give it a light tug. "Isn't she adorable though? And it's so nice that she lives right next to me."

"Do her parents know that you're trying to corrupt the girl?" Charlotte asks, playing around on the ring in her lip.

"My mother doesn't know we're more than friends. I don't think she'd like it very much." I explain.

"You're not even out yet. Wow that sucks." Meggie says.

Charlotte's girl…boyfriend walks towards us and hugs her from behind. He kisses her neck and I stare, probably a moment too long at the small barely noticeable roundness under his shirt. Is he a guy? That's a guy, right, isn't it?

"We need to leave now, Alice. Ladies, Pete, I see you around."

Bella takes my hand again and maneuvers me outside. It's freezing cold and my nipples pucker up painfully under my thin shirt. Crap, why is it always so shitty cold here? I miss the warmth.

"You're shivering. Let's get back inside the car before you catch a cold or worse."

Inside the car she turns on the heat and peels out of her jacket. "Here, put that on."

The jacket is warm and it smells a bit like Bella. I snuggle into it and sigh deeply.

"Your friends don't seem to like me."

"That's not true. They're just curious. Meggie would probably like to date you herself. She likes girly girls."

"I don't like her. I like you."

"Well, I'm glad about that." Bella whispers. She pulls the truck over to another parking lot a bit further away from the club. There she turns off the engine again.

"You're so incredibly beautiful, princess."

I open my seatbelt and climb on her lap. "Why do you always call me princess?"

"Because that's just what you are." she whispers. Then she puts her hands on my sides and pushes my shirt up. I'm glad that I remembered to put on the black lace bra. It's the prettiest one I own. Her fingers are feather light as they circle over my cleavage. I close my eyes and enjoy the sensations that float through me when she lowers her mouth to close it around one of the hard nipples.

"You're sexy. I wanted to touch you the entire evening."

A whimper leaves my mouth when she continues to suck and massage me tenderly. I squeak when she pulls on the side of the seat and it flips down.

"Relax." Bella whispers. She turns us around so that she's now kneeling between my thighs. Her hand is warm when she starts to stroke the hollow of my knee.

"I like you wearing skirts. It gives me easier access."

"Bella, we shouldn't be doing this in your car."

"Shhh, princess, I told you to relax. I'm going to make you feel good."

I'm scared that we're going to get caught but when Bella pulls down my panties I lift my hips for her. Bella's breathe is hot against my clean shaven sex. She presses her lips against my bare skin and mumbles something to herself that I don't understand. A moment later her tongue parts my outer lips and I tense.

This feels so good. I run my fingers through Bella's hair while her tongue and lips do such magically things to the most intimate part of my body. Teasingly slow she moves the tip of her tongue against my clit. Her thumb strokes over my entrance, never actually pushing inside of me though. It's when my insides begin to clench when she eventually enters me with her thumb, pressing its pad upwards.

The sensation this movement causes inside me is overwhelming. I feel like every droplet of blood in my body is in my clit right now. I come and come for what seems like minutes to me. When I open my eyes again I blink into Bella's face. Her lips are shimmering with the rest of my wetness that is still upon them. She smirks and licks it off before she plants a breathless kiss on my cheek.

"You make the cutest noises when you come. I love pleasuring you."

I know that I'm probably supposed to return the favor now, but when I reach for the belt around her hips Bella shakes her head.

"We're already late. I should get you home now."

"But I haven't. You didn't…I mean, shouldn't I?"

"As I said, I enjoy pleasuring you. That's what turns me on even more than getting touched myself."

I shake my head in disbelief. Then my eyes catch the time above the car radio and I notice that it's already passed midnight. Fuck, Mom is going to be pissed at me again.

"Crap, I'm going to get grounded." I tell Bella, trying to flatten the fabric of my wrinkled skirt as good as I can. "Mom said I need to be home before midnight."

"I can talk to her if you want me to." Bella offers. I think this is the first moment I feel like I could actually start loving this girl. My mom is a bitch when she's angry but of course Bella doesn't know about that yet.

"Thanks. You don't have to do that. Just drive me home now, okay?"

A few minutes later when she kills the engine of the car in front of her house, I sigh deeply. "It was nice tonight. Thanks for bringing me."

"You're welcome, princess. Can I get another kiss before you have to go inside?"

"Yes, please." I whisper. There is still a slight hint of my arousal on her tongue when she pushes it between my lips. Would she taste just like that between her legs? The thought is appealing and strangely arousing to me.

The light next to the front door is switched on. It's probably five more seconds before Mom comes out, yelling at me. Mary Alice, how could you? Mary Alice, do you know how late it is?

"I have to go." I tell Bella. "Good night."

"Good night, princess. Be brave."

I step outside the car and run towards the door, fishing for my keys. Before I manage to pull them out the door is pushed open.

"That must have been a long movie." Mom snarls when I stumble inside. "It's almost one a.m."

"I'm sorry." I mutter, kicking off my shoes. This is better.

"Don't throw your crap around everywhere, Mary Alice."

"Yes, Mom." I say, picking up the shoes from the floor.

"So, you've been out with the neighbor's girl. She seems a bit different."

She's a bit different is my mother's way of telling me that she can't stand Bella.

"Bella is nice. I like her."

"Whatever. I hope you know that you're grounded for the next two weeks."

Two weeks? It's just one hour of pushing my curfew not some attempted bank robbery.

"Mom..," I try to protest. "I'm really sorry."

"You'll be way sorrier after two weeks at home. I'm sure about that, Mary Alice."

I nod my head and walk up the stairs. I'm supposed to remove my make-up before I go to bed but I'm just too tired tonight. I brush my teeth and comb through the tangles in my hair. It's then when I notice that I'm still wearing Bella's jacket.

After changing into a long t-shirt I go to my room, closing the door behind me.

I hug the jacket like a teddy bear, burying my nose against the soft brown leather. Two weeks of being grounded. Fuck my life. At least I still get to see Bella at school. The thought comforts me a bit. When I fall asleep a bit later I dream of dark brown eyes.