[Molly's Pov]
"Cally," I said as she stood, and I took her hand as I followed her. Partly cause I thought she was about to walk away and partly cause I liked holding her hand. "Why is it so hard for you to tell me what's up?"
"Cause of yesterday," She said, looking at me, "After I kissed you, I thought about you all night."
"So I got to you?" I asked with a smile that I couldn't wipe off my face.
"I liked kissing you," She admitted with a gentle smile.
"Same here," I said, circling her neck with my arms, "Was really nice."
"But it wasn't supposed to happen like that," She said nervously. "There are certain things you had to do, and it was my responsibility to make sure you did."
"Like fuck a member of the group?" I asked in a whisper.
"Yeh," She said in a questioning manner.
"Done," I said with a huge, proud smile. "Done twice over, actually."
"Twice?" She asked.
"Uhhhhhhhh huuuuuuuuuuuhhh," I said, "me, Maxie, and Chloe."
"Holy shit, those little sluts" She said, laughing. "And that's why you're so.....oh my god, no wonder I never had a chance."
"A chance with me?" I said in a state of confusion. "But who said you didn't have a chance with me?"
"Chloe," She said as she released me and backed up. "I knew it, I fuckin knew it, you do like her. Especially since you fucked her."
"It just happened, Cally, I didn't plan it," I said, almost pleading my case. "You can't be mad. You said I had to do that."
"I'm not mad," She said coldly, "And you're right, you do. I'm glad I know where I stand now."
"Cally, you don't...." I said before I was cut off by a screaming voice from the other side of the plaza, "MOLLY."
I looked to see Bre running towards me, nearly out of breath, as Cally pulled away completely, and Bre reached the place where we were standing. Cally looked awfully uncomfortable for some reason and quickly excused herself, saying, "I'll see ya, Molly."
"Cally, where ya going?" I asked in a state of confusion as Bre put her hand on my shoulder and gasped for air, and I swear she was giving Cally a look as she walked off into the distance.
"I...ran....all the.....way.....here." She panted after a few long moments. I watched as Cally disappeared behind the building and was out of sight.
"Ummmmm, why?" I asked, trying to figure out what again made Cally run off like that. For the second day in a row, what in the hell was up with my new friend?
"I had to tell... someone... anyone... the incredible news," She said, standing up and catching her breath as the sweat beads poured off her head.
"Wellllll?" I asked excitedly after a tense moment when she said nothing.
"I made the Field Hockey team, I'm a starter," She said proudly, obviously wanting me to be happy for her. I was, maybe not as excited as she was, but it was still great news. So I decided to make a show out of it (and in the process humiliated myself and her).
"WOO HOOO," I said, pumping my fist in the air, Homer Simpson style, and starting to run around the courtyard screaming and celebrating.
"Stop, Molly, stop, geez, you're embarrassing me," She said, grabbing my arm and dragging me up the walkway and inside the building as she laughed, and I kept pumping my fist up and down. "Shut up already."
"Fine then," I said, puckering my lip out as she giggled and said, "OK, I'm sorry, thank you for being excited for me. But do you have to make such a show out of it?"
"Yeh, I do," I said, giggling.
"You're crazy," She said, pulling me along towards the front hall stairs and as she reached the top, down the hall to her room.
"Seriously though, that's great news," I said as she opened her door and ushered me in. Her room was totally different than mine. She had everything I didn't. A VCR, Mini-fridge, and posters wall to wall and not to mention ceiling to ceiling. "WOW."
"Thanks," She said, taking the chair by her desk and sitting down. "Like my room?"
"Very cool," I said.
"My Mom sends me all kinds of stuff. She's like guilty out the ass for sending me here," Bre said.
"Love that TV," I said, admiring the gold-tone 27-inch set she had.
"Really?" She asked, moving to the bed and sitting beside me now, "If you want, when Mom sends me a new one, you can have it."
"No shit?" I asked in shock as she laughed, and it struck me, for some reason or another, in that moment, she was offering me an expensive TV for free, and she couldn't afford to pay for a new set of glasses. OK, now that had me thinking. But too soon, that thought was washed from my mind with the sound of her voice.
"No, seriously, I can't use both," She said nonchalantly as I lunged at her and wrapped my arms tightly around her neck and kept saying "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you" as we both fell to the bed.
"It's important to have friends, and I don't wanna lose one before we're even really friends," She said.
"Look, I'm not gonna be your friend just cause you give me stuff," I said as she looked down at her lap, "But I will be your friend cause I like you. OK?"
"OK," She said, smiling in surprise it appeared.
"Besides..." I said, cupping her chin in my hand and letting my best devious smile cross my face and touching my forehead to hers, "...I haven't convinced you to try that girl kissing thing again. So I gotta hang around for that."
She blushed, and I could tell she was somewhat embarrassed, but I also sensed she was somewhat flattered also as she said softly, "Maybe you will... someday."
"You know it's not that scary," I said, lying back on her bed a few minutes later as she tried to find something on the stereo.
"What ain't?" She asked, barely glancing at me.
"Being with a girl, romantically," I said as she turned and gave me a weird, frustrated look.
"Are you stuck on that?" She asked, sitting down in the chair.
"No, but..."
"Look, Molly, I don't like girls ok?" She said firmly, "It's not my thing. If it were, I'd probably be all over you. It just doesn't turn me on."
"OK OK" I said, acting as if I was offended as she laughed.
Taking her shoes off a minute later, she stretched her legs out on the bed beside mine. She flipped to a movie on one of the pay channels, and we really got into it. Now, as weird as this sounds, it's true.
The movie was the one with Piper Perabo and Jessica Pare as lesbians. Something with "Lost" in the title, anyway, it's a great movie. We got about halfway through before I noticed what was going on. Bre's foot was lying between my feet, about even with my calf.
During the scene where Perabo and Pare make love, you get a clear shot of Piper's nipple. It's so erotic. That's when I first felt her sock caress my calf. Ever so lightly, up and down. I froze and, after a long moment, looked down to see that she was watching the movie wide-eyed, glued to the screen while her foot danced up and down my calf.
The soft cotton from her sock gliding up and down my calf started turning me on after a while. I thought I might as well do a little test while this was going on.
So I slid down on the bed and turned towards the TV. Now bringing her foot to the edge of my skirt, just above my knee. It stopped suddenly, and I froze again, thinking she had caught herself and knew what I was doing.
But a few minutes later, she shifted positions on the chair, and her foot moved into my thigh firmly. A little bit higher than I had intended.
"How the hell can she not notice this?" I thought to myself, "Or maybe she knows exactly what she's doing. Well, I'll play as long as she wants."