Changeling - Chapter 15
After a breakfast of waffles and hash browns, Sandra and I hugged and kissed each other bye. We were both tired and had slept late.
"Kayleigh." My mom said as I walked past the living room.
"Yeah mom?"
"You know I love you. And I don't mind Sandra spending the night. But..."
Oh god, the dreaded 'but'.
"You should think about getting a gag for Sandra the next time she sleeps over. I had no idea that she was a screamer and I need my sleep."
I didn't know you could blush over your entire body. My mom had told me she didn't mind, that she just didn't want to see it or hear it. And she heard it.
"I'm, um, sorry mom. Won't happen again."
"The sex or the keeping awake?" She asked jokingly.
"Um, the keeping awake part."
"Well then, the weekend after Halloween Paul and I are going to the bed and breakfast again."
"Uh, next weekend I'm spending with Noah."
"In that case, the weekend after Halloween Paul and I are going to the bed and breakfast again."
Which was her way of saying 'Be safe'.
"Okay mom. I love you!"
"Love you too Sweetie!"
oooOOOooo
I moved flawlessly through my forms. I felt joy in my movements, the joining of mind, body, and spirit. I hadn't realized how much my recent past had affected me. My dad being killed, moving to a new city, attending a new school. A public school at that. Getting a girlfriend, and a boyfriend.
Finished with my training, I knelt and slipped into a meditative state. I evaluated everything that was happening to me. I loved Sandra, and I wanted to be more with her. I wanted to be with her after my surgery, in every way two women could be together. If I didn't have Noah, I think that I could marry her.
And Noah. God how I loved that man. To see how far he's come in such a short period of time was mind boggling. He'd been bringing his grades up by leaps and bounds, he was excited to have a goal that now seemed achievable. And if he won our little wager? Being in bed, naked, with him. I was scared and excited at the prospect. I know he said nothing had to happen, but did I really want that? No. Something would end up happening. I knew that I couldn't deny him anything he wanted.
And he wanted to marry me. He's only 15. Well, 16 in little over a week. I still felt it was too early to marry, even at the earliest it was going to be almost two years before I'd be old enough. But was that the issue? I knew I wanted to marry Noah; it was just our ages that was making me hesitate. Did I want to be a married high school girl? I kept coming back to the separation issue. Could we survive when we went to college, a long-distance relationship? And Sandra. Where would she fit into it? Would she stay here, would she find a college near me or Noah? Would she even want to be with us after high school? It was possible that she'd find someone she wanted to be with other than Noah and I. It ended up that I knew I wanted both of them in my life, we would just have to figure out how to make it work. I came out of my meditation and realized that over an hour had passed.
I went back inside the house to get ready for bed. I noticed that, once again, there was a brown paper bag on my bed. I slowly stalked over to it, more than a little afraid of what it contained given the last time this had happened. I opened it and peeked inside.
My breath left me in a huff, and I could feel my face grow warm as I pulled the formed plastic container out of the bag to find a cherry red rubber ball gag with black leather straps that had a silver buckle. I opened my mouth to yell at my mom about buying it, but I knew what my mom had intended it for, or rather, who. Although I couldn't help wondering what it would be like to wear it while I was with Noah. I placed it in the same area I had put the dildo.
Mom and I watched some TV until it was bedtime. I went to sleep that night missing both my lovers, wishing there was some way I could marry them both.
oooOOOooo
Monday. First day of testing. I had my math exams today, Honors Geometry and Trigonometry. I'm pretty sure I aced them both.
"Sandra and I made up a rule before you got here Love." Noah announced when I sat down, handing him his lunch box. I'd made BBQ beef cups the night before and they'd turned out fantastic.
"And what rule is this my Loves?" I asked.
"That there's to be no bragging about dating and sleepovers."
"Why not?"
"Jealousy, we're trying to avoid it." Sandra said.
I looked at Sandra. "Are you jealous of the time I spend with Noah?"
"Hell no, I love hearing about what you two get up to, it's HOT!"
I turned to Noah, "Are you jealous of the time I spend with Sandra?"
"No, I think it's kinda hot too. I would rather watch than hear about it though."
"Pffft. I'd you rather join in." Sandra put out there.
"Me too." Noah said.
"Me three. So why the worry about jealousy?"
Noah looked sheepish again. "Um, we're worried you'll get jealous if Sandra and I go on a date."
I put my face close to Noah's and asked him. "Do you love me?"
"Yes!" He replied without hesitation.
"Are you going to leave me?"
"Never!" Again, no hesitation in his answer. "You know I want to marry you."
"Do you think I'd leave you?" I asked him, leaning closer until our noses were almost touching.
"No. Do you want to marry me?" He asked.
"Yes." I promised I'd never lie to him, and he asked. Both Sandra and Noah looked surprised, Noah pleasantly so.
"You really want to?" He asked, his voice rising from surprise.
"I said 'yes'."
"So, we're getting married." He stated confidently.
"Nope." I said, just as confidently.
"But you said..."
"I said that I wanted to marry you, not that I will. I refuse to accept a proposal in the middle of a crowded cafeteria. Or even an uncrowded one for that matter. Plus, we're both still too young."
Sandra started laughing, so I turned to her. "Oh, don't think you're off the hook either girlfriend. If I could find a way to do it, I'd marry you too." It was her turn to look shocked, with Noah laughing this time.
"So, if you two date and decide to get frisky, I don't mind. But we need to be open with each other about our relationship. Besides, if one of us finds out something that one of the others like, wouldn't that be beneficial for all of us to know?"
It seemed that both of them liked that idea. Then I kissed Noah on the mouth, aching to do the same to Sandra, but she wasn't out yet. Noah was able to fill in though.
XXXXXX
*Miss Summers, rumor has it that you seem to be involved in a bit of a menage trois* Ms. Blake said as she greeted me at the door, speaking quietly so the other students couldn't hear.
I like Ms. Blake, she was easy to confide in and I knew that she never gossiped.
*It's true.*
*Ah, young love. I won't spread it around, but all three of you eat together every day and your young man has been seen kissing both of you goodbye.*
*Sadly, I can't kiss her goodbye just yet." I said with a grin and a wink.
Ms. Blake returned my grin.
Coach Sylvester was still pushing us hard and several of the girls started grumbling about quitting. Quinn called them out about it, asking if they wanted to win nationals or not. If we won nationals we would go to Orlando, Florida for the international competition. That made them stop grumbling and start working harder. I smiled and nodded at her, happy for her leadership.
Glee was a disaster. The piano was missing and, when Mr. Schue looked for some sheet music, he couldn't find any. We ended up just practicing our songs for Sectionals from memory, none of us were lax anymore.
My mom called me on the way home from work asking me what I wanted for supper.
"Can I get Chicken Nuggets? 30 or 40? Large sized with a Coke and with BBQ and hot mustard sauces?"
"Are you trying to tell me you're pregnant?"
"No, Sandra is." Ha! Take that mom. It was quiet on the end for a few seconds before she responded.
"Oh, ha ha." She said sarcastically.
"That's what you get for trying to be funny." I said, giggling.
"Alright, I'll be home shortly."
I was happily dipping my nugget in my BBQ sauce as my mom told me about her day. "Mom? Is it possible to be so in love with two people to want to marry them both?"
"Ah. Yes, it's possible. But it's only legal to marry one. At least here in the United States. There are countries that allow it, but those are mostly Muslim countries and only men can have more than one wife. And being gay there can be fatal."
"Crap. I was just curious."
"Noah I knew about, but Sandra? I didn't know you felt that strongly for her, I just thought it was a girlfriend kind of thing."
"We're all kind of together now, and we've talked about it. You know, how to prevent jealousy from happening. I don't know if Sandra will stay with Noah and I, she may end up going her own way. The only one I'm sure of is Noah."
"Are you?"
"I've thought about it over and over, researched the statistics, even meditated on it. And I know that, if we're still together in a few years, that I'd marry him if he's still interested. He asked me today during lunch if I wanted to marry him and I told him 'yes'."
"So, we should be planning on another wedding then?"
"Nope."
"But you just said."
I laughed.
"Mom, you're doing the same thing Noah did. He asked me if I wanted to marry him, not would I marry him. I told him I wouldn't accept a proposal in the middle of a cafeteria, and that it was too soon anyway."
My mom chuckled. "I think that the two of you were made for each other."
I was lying in bed reading one of my favorite science fiction books, I Will Fear no Evil by Robert Heinlein, my favorite author. I had just gotten to my favorite part where the protagonist finds out that his brain had been transplanted into the body of his young secretary. His young, beautiful, female, secretary when my phone dinged letting me know I had a text message.
[Noah - Love and miss you!]
[Love and miss you too My Heart]
[Noah - Will you marry me?]
[Not going to accept a proposal via text either man of mine. Looks like you need to step up your game.]
[Noah - Is that a challenge?]
[COULD BE Lover. ;-D]
[Noah - Mom's been laying it on thick "better grab her quick before someone else does."]
[Noah - "She'd make you a good wife."]
[Does she know how old I am? Can't get married until 16 anyway. Besides, not happy hiding my birth gender from her. Afraid she wouldn't accept me.]
[Noah - We can tell her, but my mind is made up. Even if she hates you, I will marry you as soon as you let me.]
[Are you sure you want to marry me? I mean, deep down want to?]
[Noah - Will you stop that? YES, I want to marry you. I think my girlfriend/fiancé needs a spanking for doubting me.]
[Your girlfriend/girlfriend wonders how you plan to do that.]
[Noah - We're supposed to be sleeping together naked. Eager to see your gorgeous butt sticking up with my red handprints on your cheeks.]
[Not set in stone Love. Still need straight 'A's'.]
[Noah - I'll have them! Oh, there's a Halloween party coming up, go with me?]
[Of course! Costumes?]
[Noah - you know it! Going as Captain Jack Sparrow.]
[Ooo! Sexy! In that case, I'll go as Pirate King Elizabeth Swann.]
[Noah – Oooohhh, Sexy! I'll have to fight the guys off.]
[What about the girls?]
[Them too!]
[My knight!]
[Noah - You bet! Love you Beautiful! Pleasant dreams.]
[Night my Love, sweet dreams to you also.]
[Noah - Always, they're about you after all! And you didn't say 'no' to a spanking!]
[Good night, Noah! :-D]
I couldn't help grinning as I put my phone on my nightstand and turned out my light. Sleep wouldn't come easy. Noah wanted to marry me, and I really did want to marry him, but the numbers I looked up didn't bode well for us. Was I just infatuated with the first boy to ever ask me out, who didn't turn me away when they found out? Was the connection I felt to him real, or just wishful thinking?
I knew nothing was guaranteed. Was I just seeing ghosts where there weren't any? I didn't know anyone else in high school that was married. I knew several that slept around, you can't hang out with a group of girls without finding that out. I even knew some that were planning on getting married when they left high school. Although Quinn was the only one I was positive of that was pregnant.
Say we did get married when I turned 16. If he was at the local community college, where would we live? I'm sure that we could live here, I know my mom wouldn't mind at all. My room was big enough for both of us. I think that the reason for my hesitation was that I didn't know whether or not Noah would get tired of me. I mean, a real woman had something I couldn't offer him yet. Would he be satisfied with what I could give him? Is that the reason I wasn't ready yet? With a heavy sigh, I decided to sleep on it.
oooOOOooo
Hah! History and Honor's Biology were in the bag! Only French and Gym to go and both of them were easy 'A's'. Noah and I had a date Friday night that I was really looking forward to, and not just for the date. I'd been planning on a surprise birthday party at my house. Paul would be there grilling hamburgers, BBQ chicken, and hot dogs. It was going to be a pool party as well, so I asked his mother to bring his swim trunks over when she showed up. And I'd already gotten his birthday present. Everything was set.
"So, we agree?" Sandra asked Noah as I sat down, handing him his lunch box with a couple of my world-famous chicken salad sandwiches, a bag of BBQ chips, and a Coke.
"Agree about what?" I asked as I opened my own lunch box. Sandra had to answer since Noah had taken a huge bite out of his sandwich and was busy making happy noises.
"We talked about the two of us dating, but both of us feel like it would be best if you were with us. Not jealousy or anything, we're just more comfortable like that."
"Yeah. The last time we were all making out together was super-hot!" Noah said after he'd swallowed.
I was sort of upset. I had thought that the three of us would have this kind of dynamic revolving around each other, not just around me. "But why not date together? I'm sure that even the teachers know we're in a three-way relationship. I thought you guys would like to get together every once in a while."
I didn't say who, Ms. Blake being the only one that had mentioned anything to me so far.
"The first time Noah and I dated; it was just for the sex." Sandra confessed.
"And now, while we like each other, we're not in love with each other. At least not yet." Noah added.
"You're the linchpin in this relationship Love." Sandra said.
"I don't want to be." I told them. I didn't, I wanted us all to be equal.
"At least, for right now you are Beautiful." Noah said, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
"But how are we supposed to work out dating? Right now Friday's I'm with you except for game nights. And every other Saturday Sandra spends the night with me."
"What about every other available Friday we all go out together?" Sandra suggested.
"What about every other Saturday? That way there'd be no game to interfere?" Noah countered.
"Yeah, I like that better." I added.
"Seconded and carried!" Sandra laughed, banging her fist lightly on our table.
x~x~x~x
I was completely surprised when I walked out onto the field for practice and it ended up being only me, Quinn, Santana, and Brittany. I asked Quinn what was going on, but before she could answer me, Coach Sylvester walked onto the field, apparently, she was in the middle of giving an interview, and called Quinn over.
"Q!"
Quinn ran over to her, and we were close enough to hear every word.
"Where are my Cheerio's?"
"Coach Sylvester, they're not academically eligible. Mr. Schue flunked them."
Cue Coach Sylvester's angry face.
x~x~x~x
The entire Glee Club was together for the moment. Mr. Schue hadn't shown up yet and 'Sue's Kids' hadn't gone to the auditorium to practice as usual. We started singing Ride with me by Nelly and were having a lot of fun. I missed how we were together before Ms. Sylvester split us up. The harmonies we could create when we were together were incredible. Noah was playing the guitar and Finn the drums.
When the song ended, there were so many grinning faces around me, and it made me happy.
"I miss all of us being together." Rachel said sincerely.
"Yeah, I agree." I added.
"I hope we don't get in trouble for our covert jam session." Artie said as they got ready to leave.
"If Sue catches us mingling, we're cooked. She told me if I even talked to one of Mr. Schue's kids, she would shave my head. And I just can't rock that look." Kurt stated.
We laughed at that, me in relief because he hadn't been coming around in the mornings to my locker. I missed his witty comments and jokes about Noah and I kissing each other. "Even Justin Timberlake is growing his fro back." He added.
"Well, we gotta go you guys. Miss Sylvester is expecting us in 10 minutes in the dance studio."
As they were leaving, Mr. Schue walked in, and I watched his face light up. "Hey! What are you guys doing here?"
"Just s...s...stopping by to say hello." Tina told him.
It was a sad rehearsal after that.
I told Noah I'd meet him at his car as I hurried to catch up to Finn. I'm guessing that him and Quinn had a fight since she had run out as soon as she could, leaving Finn behind. "Finn! Finn! I need to talk to you." He had a sick look to his face, and I could probably guess what from. This had to have been stressing him out in a big way.
"What do you want Kayleigh?" He asked. It wasn't said in a mean way, more like in a resigned way.
"What do you plan on doing? Quinn's your girlfriend but you keep making eyes at Rachel. Now, personally, I think that you and Rachel are a better match, but I have to give you kudo's in sticking by your girlfriend. But one way or another, you need to decide who you want to be with."
His face twisted and I thought he was going to start crying. "Quinn's giving our baby away."
Yeah, stunned would be the word for it. "Okay, look. I suggest you stick with Quinn, at least until things are settled between the two, or even three of you. After things are done, make your decision then. But until that point, stop ogling Rachel!" I turned and walked out, finally having said my piece.
I met Noah at his car and when he asked me what that was about, I just shook my head. After we'd gotten home and he'd put his backpack on the table, I crashed into him and held him tight.
"What's up, Princess?" He asked. He knew how much I loved the pet names he'd call me.
"You love me, right?" I asked, my voice muffled from being buried in his chest.
"You don't even have to ask that 'Mrs. Puckerman'." He joked.
"I talked to Finn. Baby, don't get upset, but Finn said that Quinn is thinking of giving the baby away." I felt him stiffen, so I hugged him tighter, kissing his chest now trying to distract him. I looked up and I saw his face change from anger to despair. He threw his arms around me and hugged me tight, his head laying atop mine.
"Baby," I said, "You're not your father. Your simple desire to not be like him proves it."
He collapsed in a chair on the verge of tears. I pulled one close and sat down in front of him. I took one of his large hands in mine and kissed it, then laid it against my cheek and kissed the heel of his palm. "Love, you gave a DNA sample. You can petition the courts to have the baby tested citing paternity. Being a minor, you won't be able to get your baby, but it will be on record and, when they turn 18, or maybe even earlier, you can meet them and prove that you didn't abandon them. You are not your father Noah."
"I know." He said, his voice rough with emotion. "I know you won't do this to me when we have kids."
When. He said when.
"No, I wouldn't. I wouldn't have to, because I know that you'd never abandon us."
"I love you."
"And I love you."
He pulled me closer to him until I was straddling him, his hand on my hips. With deliberation, he reached up and grabbed the base of my ponytail and fisted it. It hurt a little, but I wasn't going to stop him. I kinda even liked it. He pulled my face to his and all but raped my mouth. The sound of my heart instantly started thudding in my ears and I began breathing hard. My arms automatically going around his neck and holding him tight.
During testing, we didn't really plan to do any tutoring. Noah seemed to need the intimacy right now. He grabbed my ass cheeks, one in each palm, and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him and he carried me to the couch. He lay me down, still between my legs. He stared in my eyes, his filled with need. It made my breath catch. Still looking into my eyes, he lifted my left leg onto his shoulder, then my right. Leaning forward, he slammed his lips onto mine, once again raping my mouth. I was folded almost in half in what was known as a mating press, his groin grinding into mine.
He pushed his right hand under my top and then over my left boob, gently squeezing it. His left hand began kneading my rear end. He pulled back to watch me again as his fingers found, and then bypassed, the elastic leg holes of my spanky pants. I closed my eyes and let out a long, low moan as his fingers began stroking my bare cheeks, I was practically panting by now. It was unexpected when he kissed me again, then removed his hands, sitting up and letting my legs fall from his shoulders. I was frustrated and disappointed, but also relieved. It's not that I didn't want to go further, I just wanted it to be because he wanted me, not because he was in emotional turmoil.
He pulled me into his lap and cuddled me. He must have been reading my mind because of what he told me next.
"I'm not going to take advantage of you in that way. When we finally have sex, it's because we both want to do it."
"Thank you, Noah, I appreciate that."
"Would you have stopped me?"
"Only if you went too far." I said honestly.
"And how far would that have been?"
"I wouldn't have let you put it in me."
"Cool."
We ended up watching a movie instead of studying. We had to pause it a few times as I made supper. We had Salisbury steaks, mashed potatoes with gravy, and buttermilk biscuits, with peach cobbler for dessert. Of course, I made enough for Noah to take home to his family.
Paul had joined us for supper tonight. Paul liked Noah now that he had started straightening out, and both of them sharing something called 'the love of sports'. They got along great, especially when they first met and as Paul was shaking his hand, he looked over at my mom and said, "Does this mean I can play the part of the disapproving father now?"
Noah brought up about Quinn giving the baby up for adoption and asked what he could do about it. Paul confirmed what I had told him but said that he could fight for custody when he turned 18, or at least visitation. In the case of the latter, he may have to pay child support.
Our goodbye make out session was very subdued. Noah held me tight against him, my arms around his waist. He kissed me and said, "Thank you Kayleigh, for everything."
"Whatever you need my Love." I told him, hoping he could see the love I had for him.
"All I need is you." Oh god that was sweet.
"And I you."
I went back inside where Paul and my mom were talking. I kissed them both goodnight on their cheeks. Later in bed, I had a hard time getting to sleep again, worried about Noah. So, I grabbed my phone and texted.
[Are you okay Baby?]
It was less than 10 seconds later when he replied.
[Noah - I will be. As long as I have you.]
[You told me that forever was a very long time.]
[Noah - :-D]
[Dream of me?]
[Noah - Always. You look awesome naked... ;-D]
[:-O Sleep well Love.]
[Noah - You too Baby! I'll see you tomorrow!]
oooOOOooo
Wednesday, the final day of testing. Gym was an automatic 'A', and French was way easy. I even went a little overboard when writing out the conversation part. We were to write out what to say when asking directions. I had my lady ask a French woman who answered, but then I had a guy break in saying he knew a better way and ended up with them having an argument.
"...going to do it." I heard Sandra telling Noah when I got close enough to hear their conversation.
"Do what?" I asked, handing Noah his lunch. They always got here before me because their classrooms were closer than mine.
"Just something I've been wanting to do for a while."
"Good." I said firmly. Maybe she was trying out for the Cheerio's again.
"So." She said, staring down at her food. I got a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. "I came out to my mom last night. She wasn't happy about it, but at least she didn't throw me out."
"If she did, we have a spare room you could stay in. Although, as a minor, your mom would still be responsible for you until you turned 18 or was emancipated."
"Thanks Love. The sad part is I'm not allowed to spend the night with you anymore."
Ugh. I knew it, the bad feeling. I was angry and upset. My first real friend here. My first ever girlfriend, and we couldn't spend time together. At least, not alone.
"Don't worry Love. I have friends that can cover for me. You're not getting away from me that easy."
"Good! It just sucks though."
"I know."
We set up a date for all three of us. We'd have Noah pick her up, then he'd swing by my place and pick me up. It would have to be in November since this Saturday was Halloween and we'd all be at the party. The first weekend was out since that was when Noah and I might end up sleeping together. So, we decided on the 14th. I also invited both of them and their families to Thanksgiving at my house. I'd talked it over with my mom, and she was enthused about it. They said they'd ask their parents and let me know tomorrow. Noah was sure that it would be no problem on his end.
At the end of lunch, we stood up and Noah gave me and Sandra our normal kiss on the lips. I went to hug Sandra as I usually did, when she fisted my hair and kissed me full on the mouth, with tongue! My arms automatically went around her waist as the hand that wasn't in my hair wrapped around my back and pulled me tight against her body. She pulled back and said, "You know? You're really cute when you blush."
Then, loud enough for the nearby tables to hear, said very clearly, "Love you Baby! See you later!"
I was too stunned to move, my mouth still open from when she kissed me. I felt Noah's arm rest over my shoulder, and he kissed me on the side of my head. That broke me from my shock, and I swallowed hard. "I guess when she decided to come out, she came out all the way."
"Yep." Noah answered. "She doesn't do anything by halves does she?"
I looked up at him. "You realize that everyone is going to know I'm bi now, right?"
"So? What does it matter what everyone else thinks? If we're happy, that's the only thing that matters."
I turned my face up for another kiss, but instead of the quick, chaste kiss I was expecting, he did the mouth rape thing again. I had to lean against him for a minute because I didn't trust my legs to hold me up. God that man can kiss!
x~x~x~x
Coach Sylvester didn't show up for practice. Not surprising since there was still only 4 of us. So, we just talked. And the main topic of discussion was the kiss my girlfriend had given me in the cafeteria.
"I can't believe she did that!" Quinn exclaimed.
"Me either. And I'm the one it happened to!"
"It looked really hot though." Brittany said. She tended to be the quiet one of the group.
"Yeah, didn't know you were gay Summers." Santana said. Of course, she'd be the one to say something like that.
"Not gay Lopez, bi. As in, liking boys and girls."
"So, Noah's not your beard?" She asked sarcastically.
Maybe Quinn was the only one that knew. Maybe Santana thought that when Quinn said I was a boy in girls' clothes, she assumed it was an insult. "Nope, he's our boyfriend." The conversation continued from that point.
x~x~x~x
Getting home, I started studying for my next term's material while I made dinner. I told mom about what had happened at school, and she said that Sandra was welcome to stay here if it came down to it. She wanted to make sure that I was okay with being outed in that way. When I grinned and said that it was mind over matter, she understood what I meant.
[How are you doing?]
[Sandra - Okay, my mom doesn't seem to know how to talk to me anymore. She called dad and she seemed upset about what he told her. He called me later and said that it didn't matter to him if I was straight, bi, or gay, I was his little girl.]
[That's so sweet! I'd love to meet him.]
[Sandra - Supposed to be home during Thanksgiving. Told mom about the invite, she said as long as you and I weren't alone it would be okay.]
[*sigh* How come it has to be so complicated?]
[Sandra - That's some adults for you. Wish my mom was like yours.]
[I wish she was too.]
[Sandra - Love you Babe!]
[Love you too!]
oooOOOooo
You could hear the collective sigh of relief from the student body now that testing was over. Well, except for the few that still had to take the ones they'd missed. Mr. Hammond started prepping us for the next nine weeks. The man was implacable! We seemed to have more people at our table for lunch today. As in Quinn, Santana, Brittany, and Matt.
"Why do you keep bringing Noah lunch every day?" Santana asked. For her, it was simply conversational, only having a little bit of bite to it.
"Because the food here sucks." I said, pulling out a BLT sandwich.
"And she's an awesome cook." Noah said, swallowing his first bite.
"About that kiss yesterday." Matt prompted.
I opened my mouth to explain, but Sandra beat me to it. "Kayleigh's my girlfriend."
Matt looked at me. "You have a girlfriend and a boyfriend."
"Yep." I said proudly.
Then he turned to Noah. "And Kayleigh's your girlfriend."
"No dude, they're both my girlfriends." Noah said, his chest puffing out a little. I didn't mind it; I was the one that suggested it to him after all. Matt looked impressed... and dismayed. Talk then dissolved to the Halloween party and the upcoming football game against the Mavericks. When lunch was over, Noah kissed me then Sandra, and then Sandra kissed me and then Noah, with everyone at our table staring. Okay, I was out, kinda.
*So, Miss Summers. It seems you finally got that kiss you wanted, no?*
*Yes ma'am, I certainly did.*
I couldn't help giving a pleased grin.
*A boyfriend and a girlfriend? I'm impressed.*
*Thank you Miss Baker.*
*Now, on a more professional note. I greatly enjoyed your test paper, particularly the essay question. I was wondering if you'd like to be my teachers aide? I'd have you helping me instead of just doing book work. As long as you can keep up, and I don't think you'll have a problem in that area.*
I could have exploded. I felt like bouncing on my toes! *Yes please! I would like that very much!*
Not to mention how it would look on a college application.
*Very well then. You can start next Monday, how does that sound?*
*Most excellent ma'am!*
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Once again there was only four of us at cheer practice. We went over some stunts without actually doing them just so we could say that we'd done something. But mostly it was just talking. About me, Sandra, and Noah again. The news of the hour.
Glee was where it hit the fan. We were in the auditorium to do our pieces, Sue's Kids watching us do ours first. Without having the whole club to do the song I wanted, my idea got shot down. We ended up doing No Air. Rachel was to start off and then the rest of us was to merge in. She'd only gotten the first few notes out when Miss Sylvester told the rest of the club they were leaving.
It seemed that was the final straw for Mr. Schue, and I couldn't blame him. The last few weeks had been total bullshit, and it was all Coach's fault. All of us was stunned when the two of them went at it, yelling and screaming at each other, hands waving in the air and thrusting them at each other.
"Enough!" It was Finn! His interruption shocked Coach and Mr. Schue into looking at him. "I'm sorry Mr. Schue, Miss Sylvester. But if we wanted to hear mom and dad fight, those of us who still have two parents would just stay home on payday."
"I agree. Glee club is supposed to be fun. And furthermore, I don't like this minority business. I may be a strong, proud, black woman, but I'm a lot more than that. I'm out." Mercedes stated confidently.
I was so proud of her!
Tina chimed in, "M... me too!"
"Fellow Glee clubbers, it would be an honor to show you how a real storm-out is done." Rachel said. Then she looked at Finn and said, "I encourage you to follow my lead." And then she stormed out in an extremely familiar way. For once, I followed Rachel's lead.
Noah and I just watched TV. Other than a few kisses we just enjoyed cuddling. Mom came home and I made West Virginia dogs. I had remembered that Noah's sister Sarah saying she wanted to try them. With some homemade potato salad, the meal was complete.
Noah moved me over so that my back was pressed against the camera instead of the door. We started taking extra precautions after I told him that I realized that we could be seen making out. It hurt every time I watched him drive off, even after how long we'd been together.
I sat down next to my mom and leaned into her side, bringing my legs up and curling them under me. Her arm went around my shoulder, knowing I needed some comforting. "What's the matter Sweetheart?"
"It hurts."
"What hurts Sweetie?"
"Whenever he leaves, it hurts. I thought it would stop, but it hasn't."
"You're in love with him, that's why."
I nodded.