Date: Wed, 2 Aug 2006 21:05:31 -0400
From: abkr91@gmail.com
Subject: Southbrook Falls Pt. 1

To start with, this is the first story in the series. There are, so far, no
sexual situations in the story, so you don't have to be over 18 to read
this. There are, however, non-sexual lesbian encounters between teens, so
if you're offended by that, then don't read it. Feedback is welcomed at
abkr91@gmail.com


CHARACTERS

-Tiffany: The main character of the story. She is short and blonde,
fourteen years old. Tiffany is a good friend and very energetic.

-Lauren: The new girl in town. She is the same age as Tiffany, with
straight brown hair cut to her sholders. She is very outgoing and really
livens up life in Southbrook Falls.

-Hannah: The quiet one. She is still reasonably popular and very kind, she
just isn't as outgoing as her friends. She is a thin average height
brunette.

-Richard: A good looking guy who drifts in and out of relationships with
the main characters of the story.



	Southbrook Falls was a small town, having less than two thousand
inhabitants. It was well developed, and had all the facilities that a
teenager could possibly want: fast food resturaunts, car dealerships,
parks, and of course, a mall. There were two elementary schools, but only
one middle school and one high school. Each had about 100 students.
Therefore, every teenager in Southbrook Falls knew every other teenager,
and almost everyone got along with everyone else. There was very little to
fight about, granted there was very little at all, so life in Southbrook
Falls was very routine.

	One notable girl in Southbrook Falls was Tiffany; she extended her
popularity to the maximum possible limit considering the size of the
school. Everyone knew who she was, and everyone liked her. No one had
anything bad to say about her, because there didn't seem to be anything bad
to say. Tiffany Ford was perfect. At least to everyone she knew. But
perfection is a heavy burden, and it began to weigh on her shoulders. She
wanted throw it off and have a little adventure once in a while. The answer
to her prayers was revealed soon enough.

	The answer to Tiffany's prayers rolled into the driveway down the
street in a 1957 Chevy pickup truck in the middle of the morning. It was
summer, and Tiffany had been looking forward to a day of relaxing and
enjoying the break. Her relaxation was disrupted momentarily by the arrival
of this new curiosity. What took place on that day hadn't taken place in
four years, and it was definitely one of the most exciting things that had
happened that summer. Tiffany went down the street out of curiosity, not
caring to change out of her pajamas. What had just arrived was too exciting
to miss out on. As she walked up the driveway, she turned to face the new
arrival that had left her so stunned: a girl.

	"Hi," said the girl, "my name's Lauren Rousseau."

	"Uh, hi," said a stunned half-asleep Tiffany.

	"What's your name?" asked the girl happily. She acted more
energetically than most people ever do, and it was still the morning. This
caught Tiffany off guard.

	"Oh, right," she finally answered, "My name is Tiffany Ford. I live
down the street."

	The girl had a strange personality; not ditzy-happy, just
happy. Not in an annoying way at all. Tiffany's first impression was from
her eyes. They were firey blue and stood out starkly against her light skin
and dark hair.

	"Do you want any help unpacking?" asked Tiffany, finally
remembering her manners.

	Lauren smiled, "That would be great, thank you. We don't have a ton
of stuff, because it's just my dad and me. I'm going to let my dad carry
his own stuff, so if you don't mind, you can help with mine. Tiffany said
that she didn't mind, and she grabbed a random box that said "LAUREN" on
the top. On the way upstairs, Lauren's dad stopped them to greet
Tiffany. He was glad that Lauren was making friends, but said that he
wasn't surprised. He moved on with a chuckle.

	After Tiffany had finished carrying a particularly heavy box
upstairs, Lauren sat down on a pillow and said,"Well, I think that's the
last of it. Thank you so much for your help."

	"No problem. It's not like I have to do this much or anything. We
don't get many new neighbors."

	"Really? I guess that makes sense because of how small the town
is," said Lauren. After a short silence, Lauren asked, "Do you guys get
snow here?" Southbrook Falls was in Wisconsin, so it seemed like an odd
question.

	"Wait," said Tiffany, "where are you from?"

	"I'm from Southern California," said Lauren blankly. Tiffany was
impressed by that, and found herself jealous of Lauren. But they didn't
have snow in Southern California.

	"Yeah, we get snow here, but usually only about three or four feet
a year," said Tiffany, trying to show off. It worked.

	"Wow," said Lauren, "I've never seen snow before, I can't wait!"

	TIffany never thought much of snow. It was always just there. It
was normal. She couldn't imagine never seeing snow. But it apparently
impressed a girl from Southern California, a world that was viewed by
Tiffany and most other teenagers from Southbrook Falls as one of surfing,
flirting, and partying. It was amazing to have met someone who had seen all
of that and still be mellow about it. It was this intrest in each others'
worlds that led to their friendship. They couldn't wait to find out more
about the other, or show off a little. They spent hours in Lauren's bedroom
telling each other about their lives.

	Tiffany went home in the evening to find her parents reading in the
living room. She told them about the new girl who had come from Southern
California to live down the street from us in a boring small town. They
were as amazed as she was. After all, they had lived in Southbrook Falls
all their lives, and still probably hadn't seen many more new arrivals than
Tiffany.

	Tiffany decided to go to bed at about eleven. She found herself
thinking about the amazing world that Lauren had described to her, and she
began to have trouble falling asleep. She lay in bed about an hour, until
she finally decided that she had had enough. After checking to see if her
parents were asleep, Tiffany opened her window and slipped out. She was
careful to leave it open a crack so that she could get back in. She walked
around to the back of the house where she kept her bike, and took off down
the street.

	Everyone in Southbrook Falls was asleep by now, and there were very
few exceptions. This was a common routine for Tiffany, her little way of
getting the adventure that she longed for. She rode as far as the small
lake that the town had been founded on, so small that it didn't really have
a name. The local government was supposed to be in the process of giving it
a name, but that process was going very slowly. Not that it even mattered;
everyone would still just call it "the Lake" no matter what. Anyway,
Tiffany was about three miles from her house. She lived at the northern
edge of town, while the lake was, naturally, in the very center. She
couldn't decide what to do.

	She was just about to head home when she rounded a corner and
whizzed past Lauren. The two bikes skidded to a halt and then turned
around. Lauren let out a sigh of releif.

	"Oh Tiffany I am so glad to see you!" gasped Lauren. As the two got
off their bikes, she ran over and hugged Tiffany.

	"Did you get lost?" Tiffany asked.

	"Yeah. I guess it was a bad idea to go so far from home before I
knew the neighborhood," said Lauren. Tiffany was still concerned;

	"How long have you been out here?" "About an hour, I think, but it
was so scary! I thought I might not be able to get back."

	"Well, I can take you back. How 'bout I show you how to get back so
that you never get lost again?" said Tiffany.

	"Okay, that would help a lot. I sneak out a lot to do this and it
would be really helpful,"said Lauren gratefully.

	"Okay," Tiffany began, "First you find the North side of the Lake,
which is opposite where we are now. You take the road straight north out of
downtown for twelve blocks and turn left on our street. You'll get used to
it fast if you sneak out as much as you say."

	The two girls rode home together, stopping at Lauren's
first. Tiffany rode home by herself and put her bike back behind the
house. She found a major problem, though, when she got to the window. It
had slipped shut.

	Tiffany ran down to Lauren's house,and went around to the side,
where the window to Lauren's room was. She tried whisper-yelling because
she didn't want to wake anybody up, but couldn't get her attention. The
soft blue glow indicated that she was watching TV. Tiffany had no choice
but to use a rock. She found a light one and chucked it at the window. It
made a loud noise and bounced back. Tiffany saw the blue glow go out and
the window slid open.

	"Yeah?" whispered Lauren.

	"I got locked out," Tiffany explained, "Can I stay with you?"

	"Sure. go to the front door," Lauren answered. After waiting a few
minutes, Lauren appeared at the door, wearing a dark pair of panties and a
tank top. Tiffany came in and they snuck upstairs. Lauren looked around and
said, "Well, I really only have one bed. We can share it if you want."
Tiffany saw nothing wrong with that, so she said okay and took off her
clothes. Lauren got in and they went to sleep.

	Tiffany opened her eyes and immediately noticed the bright
daylight. She sat up in alarm. Her parents were almost always up by
now. How would she get in without being noticed? She left Lauren sleeping
and got dressed. Luckily, Lauren's dad was still asleep, and Tiffany was
able to leave unnoticed. She walked the distance between the two houses
thinking of ways to get out of this. She finally just walked right in.

	Her parents were awake, reading as usual. "Where were you?" asked
her mother.

	"I was outside for a while. I needed some fresh air." There was a
nervous pause, until her mother lowered her eyes back to the book she was
reading. Tiffany went back into her room and sighed. She was lucky.

	She decided to call her boyfriend Richard to tell him about the
girl that just arrived. She was shocked to find that he knew. "Yeah, the
whole town knows by now. I guess word travels faster than we thought," he
said. It shouldn't have surprised her. One year, Tiffany cought a cold, and
when she went into town, half the people she saw said that they hoped she
got well soon. She didn't even know who many of the people were. Somehow it
still did surprise her, and she was sort of disappointed. She had been
looking forward to telling people about Lauren. Tiffany invited Richard
over and hung up.

	Richard arrived, and the two went up to Tiffany's room. They were a
typical middle school couple, and had been going out for about three
months. "I really want us to last through the summer, Richard," said
Tiffany. They sat on her bed and she put her head on his shoulder. "Don't
worry," Richard said, "If we keep seeing each other this often, it wont be
possible to break up." After a short pause, Tiffany looked up at Richard
and said, "I love you." He lifted her chin and kissed her. It started as a
tender kiss, but they both started to want more; Tiffany started to step it
up, and in moments they were making out. Richard was just starting to feel
her up when they were abruptly interrupted.

	"Hey Tiffany, I-" Lauren began. She stopped in the doorway to find
the two making out on the bed. "Oh, whoops, sorry. I can leave if you want
me to," said Lauren. The two lovers had stopped kissing, and Tiffany said,

	"No, it's okay Lauren, I wanted to introduce you two
anyway. Richard, This is Lauren. Richard is my boyfriend." The two greeted
each other and Lauren said,
	"Are you sure I can stay? Because I won't mind leaving."

	"I'm sure," Tiffany said, "Hey Richard, where is Hannah?"

	"Well last I heard," he began, "She was coming back from Florida
today."

	"That's what I heard too. Wanna go see if she's home? We could go
to the mall with her," said Tiffany. Everyone agreed, so they got on their
bikes and rode the three blocks to Hannah's house. Everyone got around on
bikes in Southbrook Falls; cars were rarely used. When they arrived at
Hannah's house and she arrived at the door, she immediately noticed Lauren.

	"Who is this?" she asked. TIffany began,

	"Hannah, this is-"

	"Lauren Rousseau," Lauren finished, "Nice to meet you."

	"Nice to meet you too. Are you just visiting?" asked Hannah.

	"Nope. I moved in down the street from Tiffany," Lauren
answered. Hannah looked surprised.

	"Well," said Tiffany after a pause, "lets get to the mall."

	The mall was a block south from the lake, so it took a few minutes
to get there. It wasn't a quiet ride, because Hannah still had so many
questions for Lauren. Hannah had never seen anyone new move into Southbrook
Falls. She had been the last person to move there, four years ago.

	The mall was a one-story plain white brick building with about ten
stores and a small theatre. There was also a 50's diner where the group
went to eat lunch. After shopping for a couple hours and just hanging out
for longer, Richard was starting to wear out from shopping with girls for
four hours.

	"I have to go, but you girls have fun," he said. After getting a
goodbye kiss from Tiffany, he rode his bike down the street toward the
lake.

	"You girls want to go to Bella's?" asked Tiffany. Bella's was one
of the coolest girls' clothing stores in Southbrook falls, and it was the
only place in the mall that wasn't owned by a corporation.

	"Sure," said Lauren, "I really want to see this store. That is, if
it's as great as Tiff tells me it is."

	"It is," said Hannah, "but I've been there and theres nothing new
right now. I'm going to go to Hollister and look around.

	On the way to Bella's, Tiffany and Lauren found themselves talking
about Richard.

	"He didn't look like a very good kisser," Lauren said jokingly.

	"Well you better not know for sure," Tiffany said with a laugh.

	In the store about ten seconds later, Lauren said, "Seriously
though, he didn't look like a very good kisser."

	"Yeah, well what makes a good kisser for you?" Tiffany asked.

	"I don't know, They have to be passionate without overdoing it. I
think he overdid it." Lauren had picked out an outfit and was changing.

	Tiffany said, "Actually, hes a really good kisser. Probably better
than you."

	"Come in here," Lauren said.

	"Why?"

	"Just do it."

	Tiffany looked around, then ducked under the door to the changing
room. When she stood up, Lauren pulled her head closer and kissed her. It
was just like how she described. Passionate, complete, but not
overdone. Truthfully, it was the greatest kiss Tiffany ever had. But when
she overcame the shock of her new friend kissing her, she panicked. she ran
out of the store and jumped on her bike, riding away without Lauren.

	At home, Tiffany found herself replaying the kiss over and over in
her mind. She had to find out what made it so great. She tried to convince
herself that she only wanted to know because of Richard, but she couldn't
fool herself. She liked it. In fact, the more she thought about it, and she
couldn't stop thinking about it, the more she wanted to do it again. But
she couldn't accept that she was a lesbian. She probably wasn't, and that
wasn't a lie. She was still in love with Richard. Lauren was the only girl
that Tiffany was attracted to.

	Tiffany spent all night thinking about it, and at one o'clock, she
decided to find Lauren. She left a pencil in the window this time to keep
it open, and ran to get her bike. She rode as fast as she could to the
lake, where she was sure to find Lauren. But she wasn't there. After
searching for what seemed like hours, it hit her. After arriving at the
mall, she searched everywhere. but Lauren was not here either. After riding
down random streets for a very long time, Tiffany finally spotted a bike
going around a corner. She turned to follow it, just in time to see it turn
abother corner, every time, the bike came closer, until she was riding
alongside Lauren. Lauren didn't look at her, she just lowered her head.

	"Lauren, I'm sorry," said Tiffany. "I didn't mean to hurt you, you
just surprised me and I didn't know what to do." They were no longer
moving, and Lauren began to sob. she got off her bike and threw herself
into Tiffany's arms.

	"I'm so confused," she sobbed into Tiffany's shoulder.

	Tiffany just kept repeating "It's okay" over and over. After Lauren
started to calm down, Tiffany said, "Let's go home."

 	Lauren recovered quickly, and was soon back to her usual self, if
not a little quieter. When they got back to Tiffany's house, Lauren said
goodbye and turned around. "Wait!" said Tiffany, and as Lauren turned
around, Tiffany kissed her like she was about to die. Their lips pressed
together for what seemed like forever and they started to breathe
harder. Tiffany opened her mouth and their tounges started to dance. They
made out with more passion than either had ever known.

	"I love you Lauren," said Tiffany.