I stared at the text, this was such a huge deal for me. Every sign she sends my way means I'm doing something right. Her text also means I'm not back in time for lunch, I did lose track of time. Samara proposed to pick up something to eat along the way, about thirty minutes ago. Neither of us seemed to be in a rush to leave. She has long blonde curly hair, I start to imagine how beautiful she must look when it's straightened. Her eyes are bright blue, she showed of her flat belly with a hint of muscle through her black tank top.

Emily always looks so perfect with her tanned tone, then there's me. I was always surprised when someone very attractive showed interest in me but right now it's feeling good, Samara knows about my insecurities so does Emily and still both are fine with the slow pace I'm going at.

"This girl must be really lucky." I started to blush as she reached out to touch my hand. "I mean it."

I mumbled a quick "I don't know about that", looking at the table we're at. "I have to go."

"Okay, don't be a stranger Paige. I hope to see you again." As I got up our fingers were tangled, I was numb couldn't move not even when she leaned forward to place a kiss on my cheek. "Bye." With a small wave I was out. On my way to school.

In a way I feel more confused than before, what the hell was that? Did she just do this because I'm new and to give me confidence on the girl field or could someone like her really be interested in someone like me? I did feel at ease with her, not from the first moment but still.

I got back in time to start practice. During the first minutes I have the ball and I'm going one on one against Spencer. She's fast, she's a hyena. For some reason she doesn't go past me, I see her run straight towards me. I scream out and fall to the ground as her field-hockey stick hits my ankle. "What the hell Spencer?"

"I'm so sorry." I detected the fakeness. Coach was already next to me, taking my shoe off to inspect my ankle. "Someone help her to get to the nurse. It needs ice." Spencer and another girl offered to help me.

"It looks sprained." The nurse told me with a sigh. She bends it and I scream out in pain. "That hurts?"

"No. What the hell do you think?" I replied. I felt done, I was about to explode any moment.

"How long will I be out of Field Hockey?" I asked.

"A while." A while? I was really getting angry. The other girl went back to practice, the nurse left the room for a moment. I just looked at Spencer, she got the message and started talking to me.

"Sorry. I really didn't mean to hit you that hard!"

"That hard? That hard Spencer?"

"Yeah. I just needed you to get alone, I want to talk about Emily."

I groaned. Fantastic. Ambushing me with a damn stick. "What about Emily?"

"Are you two together? She won't tell me anything, and Hanna her double meaning sentences are giving me a headache."

"So you have suspicion something's going on between Emily and I, your friends won't tell you what's up so you just fucking hit your team mate during practice?" I shook my head aggressively. "You're crazy Spencer." I couldn't believe it.

"Oh my god what happened?" I rolled my eyes of course. Nasty trick Hastings. "Spencer here got crazy on the field." It was amusing to see Emily going crazy to Spencer over me. "I'll take you home. My car is in the lot. Help us Spencer."

Without a chance to protest I was being held up by Emily and Spencer, the way Em looked at me full of concern made my heart melt. After a long struggle I finally made it in her car.

And with home she literally meant home. "I just called my mom, it's fine you can stay here until you're better."

"That's nice from your mom but you can bring me back to mine, I'll be fine Em."

"No Paige you won't. You can't walk! Your place is dangerous. Lay down, I'll get the ice."

I complied since that evil ankle hurts like hell. "I'm so gonna get you back Hastings." I mumbled.

"What's that?"

"Nothing." Emily put a blue icepack on my ankle, instead of leaving me here she climbed on her bed next to me. "I missed you at lunch."

"I missed you too." I grabbed her hand, brought it carefully to my mouth. "Thank you for being patient with me, I just get so afraid of the talks and label thing. I'm afraid it will change who I am. But I won't let it stop me from being with you."

My ankle was still in pain but it didn't stop me from shifting slightly so I could place a kiss on her ear. "You really fine with me staying here for a while?"

"Yes, my bed is big enough for two." She smiled mischievously. Well Spencer Hastings, you might have crazy ideas but I can't deny the brilliancy of it. "You're lucky I like you." I answered.

"And you're lucky I like you and your sexy body." She winked.

After hours of laying on her bed and sleeping through the evening I couldn't help but feel grumpy. I couldn't even sit without hurting myself. And worst of all is the slow torture that's been building inside of me since I opened my eyes. As soon I was sure of my surroundings I noticed clothes being dropped on the floor. I tried to get out of bed but that bastard was hurting. "Sssh just lay down." Her voice sounded so sexy, of course I obliged.

She came hovering over me, as our eyes met I wondered if she could read my thoughts, the look in hers spoke straight to my lower stomach. She was kneeling at the end of the bed, softly stroking my legs. "How's your ankle feeling?" She asked in a husky voice.

"Good." I answered. The swelling has gone down." I swallowed, when her fingers were tracing up and down my calves.

"Oh yeah?" She was placing little kisses on my ankle. "It looks better."

Slowly she slid my shirt up kissing her way up my body, my shirt being tossed on the floor. I have never been more happy to see it go. She pressed herself gently against my body, rocking her hips ever so lightly.

She attacked my lips in a hard burning kiss of passion and pleasure. I felt myself fall for her all over again. I was desperate for more, I needed more. Maybe if I kissed her hard enough I could claim her forever. My eyes opened slowly, a single hand was trailing up my chest, her finger and thumb pinched firmly together around my right nipple.

My cheeks were slightly flushed as I saw Emily teasing herself with her other hand. I reached out to run my hands all over that beautiful body instead. My arousal was getting quite uncomfortable, I tried to move my legs but it was too painful. Emily noticing this got off me, I was met with the sexiest sight I ever witnessed in my life. I let my eyes wander over her naked half, and her almost naked under half.

Just then my phone went off. I was startled by the noise, it wasn't enough to distract me from Emily. However it seemed she was pretty annoyed with it, we tried to ignore it but it kept ringing.

"Samara is calling. Who's Samara?"

"Someone I met today. Doesn't matter. Come back here." I pulled her back on top off me. I was slightly worrying about that phone call. Why would she call me so soon? And why now? Bad timing for sure. It's the second time we get intimate like this, I don't know if more will happen this time but I'm up for this. Strange enough, this kind of intimacy only encourages me more. This is the part that makes me feel belong, everything is easier with a chick or maybe just Emily. A real connection, you feel safe and okay.

Emily pulled back with a sigh. "My mom is coming home soon anyway." I reached for my phone when she was putting something to sleep on.

"Hey, I heard about your ankle. Are you okay? Text me if you need anything. Xxx Samara."