The last time they’d spoken had been two months ago, but it had been a mere week since her last confrontation with one of A’s sycophants, an exchange filled with biting words and studied cruelty. The last time she’d heard one of the rumours that had been spreading ever since- well.
“Hey, dyke!” A boy yelled from across the pavilion. She favoured him with a cold smile – did he think a single word would make her wither up and die with embarrassment? – and continued on her way. She had Anatomy lectures to attend, after all, and she’d be damned if she let her 2.8 GPA slide any more. She was joined by her friends along the way, a rag-tag bunch of abrasive jocks and fawning girls.
My disciples. About as loyal as Judas, too. She was well aware that it was her father they hung around for, their lust for the trappings of power she enjoyed. Oh, and her looks, she supposed. How disappointed they’d be if they knew that the whispers going around were indeed true; her father was all but bankrupt after the collapse of Merrill Lynch, and she’d much rather kiss a girl than fuck a boy.
Which led her back to the quagmire she was in, or rather, had gotten A into. She caught A’s eye as she settled into the dirty yellow plastic seats in the amphitheatre. For once, A didn’t look away, narrowing her eyes in hate even as her cheeks reddened. She smirked, thrust her tongue out and licked the air, up and down, for a single obscene second.
A looked away, flushing a dark red. The blush accentuated her high cheekbones, so reminiscent of her alcohol flush that day, fourteen weeks ago, when they’d first caught each other’s eye- it was A’s first time in a lesbian club, and she had seen to her losing all the other firsts as well. And the next morning the sweet, supple girl of the night before had presumed on a lasting relationship and demanded secrecy, and so she’d gleefully provided the details of their tryst to her friends. A’s protests meant nothing; she was a U.S. Senator’s daughter and the Union’s vice-president, her word was all but law.
Deny it all you want- you still screamed when I made you come.