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Her Body (Girl X Girl) By alabastersnow Characters: 12006

Updated: 2017-11-20 19:06



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BLEU OPENED her eyes the next morning with an arm unattached. She was almost startled to find that she couldn't feel her fingers. She lifted her head, her eyes bleary from sleep, and stopped short when her nose came in contact with the scent of cinnamon and vanilla.

Oh shit.

Her bedmate had fallen asleep on her arm, thus cutting off the nerve supply. Her soft, brown waves tickled Bleu's sharp nose and she craned her neck to see the upturned face better.

Paris literally looked like an angel when she was asleep. Long, curled eyelashes rested against her freckles, her eyelids moving in her sleep. Her naturally red lips were slightly parted, giving Bleu a hint of pearly white teeth and a pink tongue. Her soft breaths hit her chin with every exhale. She realized then that the brunette had her in a lock-grip, her long bare legs slung over Bleu's pajama clad ones and an arm across her stomach. Bleu's shirt had somehow ridden up and had exposed part of her flat stomach, allowing skin contact with Paris' soft skin on her arm.

Her heart was beating in deep, pounding rhythms now, and she was worried the brunette might wake up because of it. Then the events of last night came back and hit her hard. Her best friend was royalty who was next in line for the throne. Paris' parents were dead. The dead heart in her sink. The threat. It was so hard to get her mind wrapped around what she had heard and found out last night, she didn't know what to believe. No one could go through all that and still be able to walk through the halls of the school laughing and smiling, right?

But then again, this is Paris. She's strong, humble, logical, and down-to-earth. Add that to her training in becoming a Princess and Bleu had no idea if she still knew the girl laying on her arm anymore. Who have you become, Paris?

Slowly, she untangled herself from the warm body on top of hers, careful not to wake her up. Paris made a soft groaning sound, the top of her nose wrinkling adorably before softening once more in sleep. Bleu released a breath she didn't know she was holding and made her way to her bathroom to shower. She needed a cold one.


Paris woke up to the sun shining right at her eyes. She groaned, squinting hard and stretching. She found that the bed was empty. "Bleu must've gone down for breakfast, " she shrugged before yawning and stretching her arms high above her head. The events of last night flashed through her mind and she froze, her eyes widening. Oh shit. I forgot I dropped the big bomb on my best friend last night. She scrambled to get up, almost running to her bag for her toiletries. Just going to take a shower and head downstairs to appease to her and calm her down, She told herself. I can't imagine what she must be feeling right now.

After placing her toothbrush on top of the towel and pile of clothes she had on her arm, she walked quickly to the bathroom and opened the door.


Bleu was standing in front of the mirror, brushing her teeth with earpods in her ears and humming along to the tune. Paris briefly remembered that Bleu liked to keep an extra pair of earpods in her bathroom because she loved to listen to music whenever she could so that it could calm her. It was her daily ritual. And it looks like it hasn't changed. Just because that hadn't changed doesn't mean other factors of Bleu hadn't either.

A towel was slung low on her lean hips, clinging to her curves in just the right places. A towel was wrapped aro

re, " he looked deflated. "Maybe next time then."

Just then a guy called his name and he responded. "Yeah man! Just a sec!" He turned to his girlfriend and kissed her. "You owe me." He winked at her than jogged away to join his other friends.

"That was the most cringe thing I've ever witnessed, " Paris whistled beside her. Apperantly she had overheard. "Is he always like that?"

Bleu shook her head. "He's not usually like that. It's just been more frequent these past few weeks. It's making me uncomfortable. And honestly it shouldn't since he's my boyfriend." Somehow it made her feel a bit awkward to talk about him to her, but it shouldn't since they were friends, right?

"You should tell him, then, " Paris frowned. "You shouldn't force yourself to have to like the idea. When you want to make love to someone, it should come naturally."

Bleu would be lying if she said she didn't have a brief thought of doing the same to Paris when she said that. She shook her head slightly to wave the thought away. It's just a stupid crush. I'm not gay.

"Come on, milady, " Paris linked her arm with Bleu's. "We have classes to get to."

"I should be calling you that, " Bleu leaned over to playfully whisper, all thoughts of Dean forgotten. "Princess."

She earned a smack at the side of her ribs that got her yelping and then giggling. "Just kidding! No one heard." Paris looked at her disapprovingly.

"There you are!" Brooke stomped over to the two tall girls, grabbing Bleu's arm and wrenching her from Paris. "We're gonna be late for French and Mrs. Dubois is cranky in the mornings!"

Bleu rolled her eyes at Paris and the latter put a hand over her mouth to cover her laughter. "Asians." Bleu muttered.

"That's racist and you're gonna get your ass whipped if you don't run right now, " Brooke slapped her ass for the second time in an hour. Then she pushed the blue-eyed beauty forward and turned back to Paris. "See you at physics, Par!"

"See ya!" Paris blew them a kiss then walked by herself to homeroom. Everyone was already in their classes so the hallway was empty. She sped up her walk. She was definitely late.

Just then strong arms grabbed her from behind and pushed her inside the janitor's closet. A calloused hand roughly covered her scream and another captured both of her wrists.

"You bitch."


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