Through all of her high school years, Victoria had made straight A pluses, but she had never expected this. It was an official letter from her mother, Gloria, congratulating her on becoming the valedictorian for her graduating class. It was a lot to take in.
She met Lola in their customary spot for some very heavy petting, and showed her the letter. Her girlfriend smiled, one of the only things that Victoria could see in the darkness of the room. "I just heard the news this morning," she said softly.
"And how could you hear this before I could?" Victoria asked, leaning closer to nibble at her neck.
Lola grinned, pushing herself closer to Victoria's wanting mouth. "Honey, it was department head meeting. As Head of the English Department and Editor and Chief of the Centennial Gazette, I have to be quick on my toes," she went on, getting her hand under Victoria's skirt and hooking her fingers inside her lover's panties.
"Wait," Victoria said, feeling her eyebrows knitting together as she spread her legs, positioning herself more comfortably as Lola's fingers found her clit, already wet with excitement. "How are you Editor and Chief?"
Lola giggled. "Harmony Ambrose got expelled for possession. The position fell to me."
Victoria grinned. "That's amazing!" she cried, throwing herself at her lover then, easily slipping her tongue in between her lips.
Lola grinned at the younger girl's enthusiasm. "Thanks. I can't wait for this to be over."
"The secret meetings?" Victoria asked innocently, proceeding to sway her hips backwards and forwards, so as Lola's finger stimulated her.
Lola nodded, amused at her lover's alluring movements in her attempt to come. "That, and for my employment here to be officially terminated."
Victoria stood on her toes and kissed Lola then, moaning softly into her mouth as she came, so that neither of them heard the squeak of the door opening up behind them.
"Victoria!" cried an all-too familiar voice from the doorway.
At once, her blood ran cold as she instantly broke away from Lola, whose hands whipped out of her panties covertly in the darkness. Shaking, she turned, and saw Gloria, her mother, the Dean of Violetwood Academy, thus making her Lola's boss by default, standing behind her. More than anything, she wanted to die right there on the spot in the backmost library study room.
"Mom..."
"Do you want to tell me what exactly you're doing?"
"Gloria, I--"
"Lola, please," Gloria replied in a voice which Victoria registered as she would be taking the full blame for this. "I asked you a question," she said, her blue-eyed gaze returning to her older daughter.
Victoria sighed. "Well, Mom, there you have it. Physical evidence of my sexual orientation."
"Your mother and I discussed it at length with you and separately," Gloria replied levelly. "We told you after our initial conversation with you about it that we supported you. What I don't understand is why you didn't tell us who exactly your girlfriend was. Now I can see why you didn't."
Victoria nodded. "I know. I just felt like that since it was so close to graduation that it wouldn't matter."
Gloria sighed. "And when did this whole escapade begin?"
"After my last birthday," Victoria replied, still not making eye contact with Gloria, preferring instead to stare at the ugly carpeting on the floor. "We broke up for a bit and then got back together on prom night."
Gloria threw back her head in an exasperated manner and sighed, covering her face with her hands. She smoothed her perfectly arched eyebrows and lowered her hands slowly, turning her eyes to her daughter and her employee. "I trust nobody else knows about this?"
"Just Grandma and Gran know," came Victoria's soft reply.
Gloria nodded. "Well, since you're going to another school next year, and you're nearly graduated and over eighteen, I won't do or say anything further about it. I hope you know how lucky you are to be close to someone in a position of authority."
"Yes. Thank you," Lola said softly.
Gloria checked to make sure that her pristine bun was still in place before checking her Cartier watch. "And it's time for your physics test in... Oh, ten minutes, Victoria. Better get a move on, now."
"Right," Victoria replied, giving a quick kiss to Lola, which made Gloria look away uncomfortably, and dashed out of there.
Victoria had a difficult time positioning herself just right on the physics stool in the classroom. The blacktop table was cool under her warm fingers, and she slowly pulled her test toward her and removed a pencil from her book bag next to her. Professor Barnes was rambling on about what not to do before a final exam (i.e. not to look at another person's paper, no notes, no starting before the allotted time, etc.) which annoyed her to no end.
Finally, he ceased his never-ending banter about how wonderful the subject of physics was and that you used it constantly in your every day lives. Victoria mentally rolled her eyes, thankful that she hadn't decided to teach high school. When they were finally given the okay to test, she just wanted to get out of there.
Soon it was all over and she could get the hell out of there. Dashing down the hallway, she walked down the four flights of stairs to the main office to pick up her cap and gown. She then ran to the parking lot, getting into her 2014 pink Volvo S60 and sent a quick text to Lola, telling her that she was heading home for the day.
Once home, Victoria proceeded to meticulously outline her valedictorian speech for the graduation ceremony the following week and lay back on her bed. A text from Murph the lawyer reminded her that she and Gloria had to take Justine to Portland for the end of the year trip to The Oregon Museum of Science and Industry, Washington Park, and the Pittock Mansion. Getting an idea, she called Lola.
"Baby?" she asked.
"Hey," Lola replied.