**This happened about a week ago and I haven't been able to sleep much, so I wrote it down to get my head cleared and figured I'd post it. By the way, I recommend you listen to the songs I mention, because I think they'll add more to the story and your understanding of my feelings at that time.
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I'll start back in September, when school started. First period, 7am, I walked groggily into chem class and sat in my assigned seat and rested my head on my backpack. Seats were sorted alphabetically, of course, which I usually despise. Can't say the same for this time though because that's how I met her.
She walked into class a little bouncy as the tardy bell rang. I was kinda confused about how someone could be energetic at that hour on the first day of school, but quickly got rid of that thought as I sat up and realized howβ¦hot, she was. I'm straight (or at least I think so), but I definitely noticed how attractive she was. Stood about 5'8", slim but nice curves, I'd say she's probably a C or at least nearly C. And her ass, wow. I'm guessing her being half Mexican helped in that area; it definitely wasn't the normal skinny white girl flat butt, but it wasn't huge like most of the black girls I've seen -- it was the perfect balance. She had light brown hair, smooth caramel skin, and the most entrancing green eyes I'd ever seen, with a hint of hazel around the pupil when the light hit it at a certain angle.
Thank God she didn't notice I had stared at her since she walked through the door. She plopped down in the seat next to me and smiled politely.
"Hi, I'm Alayna." Instantly the song Alayna by LFO popped into my head (which is where the title of this story came from; you'll come to learn that I'm a big music person) and I was drawn to her, in a straight way though; aside from her obviously good looks she had this vitality about her.
"Jolene," I smiled back. I didn't really know what to say and there was a bit of an awkward pause, so I looked away.
Say something idiot!
I told myself. She began to get some basic supplies out, making a little rustle, so I looked over and said, "how is it that you are so awake right now??" She just giggled and my heart jumped; I smiled instantly.
I guess I'll take the time to describe myself now. Back then when we met, honestly, I was fat. I mean, my 100% Filipino background gave me the right curves, but I always had trouble w/ my stomach. Right around the start of school, though, I decided to stop being the funny fatty and by the end of winter break I had lost all of that and I got that sexy line down the middle of my abs. Needless to say I think I'm hella good looking now.
I'm about 5'6 1/2", slender, with pretty nice boobs -- BB -- not as big as hers, but they're nicely rounded and a decent handful. My ass is a little bigger than hers, probably by a few inches, but well shaped and toned. I have long straight black hair, layered though, the longest of which goes down to about mid-breast, and brown eyes and skin to match.
Graduation wasn't as big and dramatic as most people play it out to be, but I did feel freer, at 18 I had the "the world is my oyster" feeling. And I knew I'd see the people I cared about over summer, even though I really only cared about her.Alayna and I had become pretty close by then; she helped me w/ the weight thing and we helped each other through a lot of family troubles. I remember one big fight between my father and me and my siblings got me so upset I snuck out my window after I locked my door and ran about a mile and a half to her house, in my pjs. I think I was kinda smelly and sweaty but she didn't care, she just hugged me and held me, not saying anything, not expecting anything; just holding and listening to me.
One day, my dad was out of town, so my sister was spending the night at her boyfriend's and my brother was out partying, and he wasn't the designated driver so I had the house to myself. I called up Alayna. Her aunt was out of town visiting other family with her cousins and they wouldn't be back until around noon the next day. I picked her up and we drove around for a little bit, catching up. I found myself stealing every glance at her I could. She wouldn't be looking at me though, I guess she didn't see the point since I was driving, but I didn't mind, I'd just look at her eyes staring out onto the road.
We stopped at the park (because there isn't much else to do in our city), and as we were walking to the playground area I just kept my eyes on her, and several times I had to stop myself from putting my hands on her; the small of her back was so tempting. Don't get me wrong, we weren't restricted to our own little personal space bubble; we always played around with each other, hitting and slapping and such, and she was a little touchy, but I just wasn't that way. I thought I was straight as an arrow anyway, even though I'd never had a boyfriend or kissed a boy for that matter; and I thought this sort of attraction to her was just me thinking my friend was really pretty.
Since both of our folks were out of town, we decided she'd spend the night at my place. We watched tv for a while, just sitting on my unusually proportioned couch. It's just really wide, if I stretch my legs out there's still about a foot of couch left, and it runs the length of the short wall, so you could fit about one and a half of me laying down on it. I sat at the end, sort of snuggling up to the arm of the couch and she sat in the middle, propping her elbow up on the back rest.
After a couple hours we were getting a little tired and bored, and I was hugging a pillow, so she took it from under my arm and situated it and her head on my lap. My heart started beating faster and I adjusted underneath her to distract myself from it. She grabbed my phone off the floor and started flipping through stuff.
"What're you doing" I asked lazily, slurring a little bit cause I was tired.
"Nothing," she said in a tired but playful tone. I was aware of my increasing heart beat again.
I don't really like people sifting through my phone, just a quirk I guess. So I grabbed my phone through her hand and flipped it closed. She put the phone down next to her, but instead of letting go she weaved her fingers in between mine. We held there for what seemed like forever, my hand over hers, electricity pulsing through me, and I could feel my nipples hardening a little and I could feel a light throb in my clit. I had no idea how she felt, because like I said she was naturally touchy and playful, but my mind was racing.