"Hey, I heard about your ankle. Are you okay? Text me if you need anything. Xxx Samara."
I was surprised. How? Is she a real stalker?
"Hey where are you going?" Emily walked in the room busy making herself a ponytail as her eyes were scanning for something.
"I have to go to school. You can stay here."
"I have school too."
"Paige you can barely walk. Stay here it's okay, I will have a word with Spencer I promise."
"Okay but you can maybe bring me to my building? Caleb can look after me."
I got a frustrated sigh as respond. "Okay." The coldness in her words scared me. "No its okay. I can stay here." I replied.
"Thank you." She's thanking me for this? I invited her in my arms, holding her close. Smelling her hair, taking her scent in. "Em." I started. "You don't have to be the brave one here. Just talk to me."
She buried her face in my neck, every time I tried to look at her she looked away. I hated that she won't let me look at her. I understood that words were more important right now, she was trying to be brave.
"I'm scared too Paige. You may think I throw myself at you every single time but I want you for myself. If I only touch you right maybe I can lock you down somehow" She said between sobs.
"Em." I tried carefully. "No Paige. I'm sorry. I just -" Her tiny sobs were turning in heavy cries. I couldn't make out a single word after that, confused I held her in my arms. The only thing I understood is this is about me, my fault. What I couldn't do from the beginning had been going on for a while I just was too focused on myself. I have hurt her.
"Em, listen to me. I'm scared for what this exacts means and how my world will change. But you, I have accepted my feelings for you. I want to be with you and see what this could be. If this is my chance at true love, well I wouldn't miss it." I was speaking the truth. Only I've been more curious about this crazy strong attraction. What if I in fact am attracted to girls and Emily is not the god sent gift from above putting me out of all the upcoming boys misery, and telling me to stop looking because here she is, your girl? What if Emily is a stop along the way of the girls high road that I'm apparently on?
If she's not meant for me than I have to face the facts very soon with others but no not sure I can continue opening up like this if this is all just a stop, a moment.
I don't want to miss my true love. My curiosity got the best off me so I asked Samara to meet up with me as soon Emily left for school, of course not without a goodbye kiss. It feels strange being left alone in her house, this girl must really trust me.
The trash TV couldn't entertain me any longer, I have reheated everything Mrs. Fields left for me on the counter. I wonder if my parents would have allowed a stranger up in my room after not even meeting the person in question, I guess not. My parents, another factor why I have to know as soon as possible if I'm all in. You don't tell them if you are not 100%, when you say it a loud things will change. Your whole world changes. I felt restless, I decided to jump on my right foot to the front door allowing myself a bit of freedom on their porch.
Suddenly I got the feeling that I was being watched. I looked around, I couldn't see anyone only heard sounds coming from the wind. I fiddled with a strand of my hair as I told myself to stop being paranoid. The feeling settled down, I chastised myself for being so jumpy.
I jumped up to the sound of a car door being slammed. I moved my gaze up to the face that belonged to the tall female wearing a black skirt. I blinked in shock and broke my stare. "Hey, do you mind?" She pointed to the empty spot next to me. I motioned her to sit down. Controlling my pathetic thoughts was harder than I thought.
"So are your ankles having a party? Because I think your pants should come down." I raised an eyebrow. "Was that a shameless pick-up line?" That was horrible.
"How did you know I'm here? And about my ankle?" I know she tried to break the tension, she just created more. And not from the good kind.
"I was out with a friend last night, she told me about her annoying younger sisters deed since your Field Hockey Coach called her parents and when she said your name, I knew it had to be the hot Paige I met earlier."
I smiled kindly at her. "Thank you for caring."
"Always." She smirked at me. She ran her hand through her hair, making me watch. Something felt awfully familiar, I just couldn't put my finger on it. I rested my chin on my hands as I stared at her for another moment, to feel more.
She was mirroring my position, staring in to my eyes. "So does it still hurt?"
"Yeah a little bit." I said slowly.
"I was actually wondering if I could take you somewhere." She said sounding very excited, her eyes told me there was only one answer to this possible.
"I would love too, but I think if I'm not here when Emily comes home. She will kill me."
"That's a shame. We can't let that happen can we." Her fingertips brushing against my arm gave me the chills. My breath hitched for a moment.
"Maybe we can go somewhere one night when this bastard stops hurting?"
"Yeah, we can do that. Call me whenever. Just promise me you will." She said.
"I promise I will call you." We shared smiles. We fell into a silence, I was watching her hand she was watching my face. There's was something about Samara that keeps drawing me closer to her. Emily would understand, right?
"So you're staying at that girls place you told me about?" Her voice was skeptical.
"Yes, her name is Emily." I stated firmly.
"So are you two together?" She was fishing after something, she already knew about my situation what possibly could she be after?"
"We might be."
"I see." She said as she nodded with her head. "What do you say if we go somewhere now?"
"Samara, I just said-"
"I know what you just said." She cut me off. "I can bring you back before she's home. She won't know, at least not from me."
I considered her offer for a second before shaking my head no. "No I'm not doing that sorry."
"Shame." I looked at her confused.
"You're such a beautiful person Paige, it's just not nice to see you all conflicted. You came to Hollis for a reason and I want to help you. If you want me too."
I smiled. "Yes, I would like that." I was freaked out at Hollis, but now spending time with Samara who's gay and who I start to trust helping me with that certain thing is just wonderful.
"I can't wait anymore." Samara couldn't wait anymore, she was on the verge of something. What does that mean? She slowly inched her lips towards mine. Very slowly, giving me the time to decide what I want to do with it. Normally I would totally dodge the kiss, but since I have been kind of wishing for this to happen with other girls better said with her since I met her I didn't protest. I captured her lips. The kiss lingered for a moment. I kept my eyes closed out of fear and shock. Once I opened them I excused myself and disappeared inside.
I let my back slide against the front door, tears rushing down my face. Why do I never think about the consequences of my plans? I felt a feeling through my body, a feeling that only Emily had made me feel. I felt down between my legs. I cried more and more. "I like girls."