Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2001 07:12:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jennifer Douglas <jennydude15@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Brand New World Chapter 3

The next 4 months and a half went by like the wind. I was so involved with
school, and sports, and clubs, that before I knew it, report cards were
being passed out.  Jason finally asked Jimmy Thorton out, after much
pleading from my side and turned out that he was right. They were most
certainly the cutest couple in the school. Of course there were a few who
frowned on it, saying how disgusting it was, but for the most part,
everyone loved them. And, well, no one was going to bully either one of
them. After all, Jason was the quarterback for our football team, and Jimmy
the captain of the baseball team. They were a joy to be around too. The
three of us often spent time together, either studying or in some after
school event. I had never seen Jason so happy, I was very happy myself.

As for myself, and my love life, well the non-existent one, I was fine.  At
first, I was piled with invitations to dates. Unfortunately, all from
guys. It was flattering, but I made sure to make it clear to the guy that I
wasn't interested...in his gender. After a while, the word got around and
the invitations stopped coming. It seemed as though my school was fresh out
of lesbian or bisexual girls, or at least single ones. And most of the
time, they weren't much to my taste.

Haily was asked out by her secret crush, and was very happy with him. It
had hurt a bit when she told me, but I was soon over it, and happy for her
as well.

And then there was Amy. We had been inseparable all the way through. She
accompanied me to all my events, we studied together, and we talked on the
phone for hours. Jason repeatedly told me we looked adorable together, and
that many through we were a couple. But I, of course, denied it. I told him
that the friendship I had with her was too important to loose, and that
furthermore I didn't want it to be anything else. Plus, I had never
mentioned to her about me being gay, but I didn't push it.


The day of report cards Amy called as soon as she got home.

"Hi"

"Hi hun," I answered

"So how'd you do?"

"Straight A's, you?" I said matter of factly, draining out all excitement
from my voice

"Same," she played along with my game. We had only been anticipating this
forever, we had been so nervous. Yet, for the moment, it was just another
casual thing. But after about 30 seconds of silence, we couldn't hold it in
any longer.

"AHH!!" we screamed with excitement at the same moment.

"Congrats!! I was soo nervous!" we must have sounded like a pair of crazy
chickens.

After all the excitement subsided she once again in a calm voice addressed
me

"Guess what"

"What?"

"Scott Davids asked me out" Sharp pain in my heart. Ignore it, I said to
myself

"And I said yes," Yet another stab.

"I'm so excited!!" She finally admitted with enthusiasm. A third even
stronger stab. Wonder when the heart attack is coming, it seems too
favorable right now. I tried to be a good friend, masking my feelings.

"Really? Oh that's great Ams! I'm so happy for you!" I said as happy as my
voice could get at the time.

"Thanks for being so supportive Mandy," Well I had passed. Now to get off
the phone as soon as possible, I couldn't take much of this. But she didn't
seem to want to quit it. I don't blame her.

"I'm nervous, I mean, I'm not too experienced in the field."

"You'll do great, I know it. You just have to be yourself." I encouraged
her. I really couldn't understand her statement though, she was a gorgeous
girl, inside and out. A lot of guys had asked her out, but she had turned
them all down, except for him. I wonder what made him so special, he
certainly didn't seem it. Maybe she was just sick of being alone, but
whatever it was, it hurt me.

"So how far have you gone with a guy?" She asked curiously.

"Not very, kissing and touching, don't like to jump into things, you know,"
I replied, feeling a bit nervous about the topic

"Yea, I understand. Have you had a lot of boyfriends?" Oh boy, I knew where
this was leading, and I didn't like it.

"Not many, 6 or 7, you?"

"Wow, Scott's my second one"

"Are you kidding me??" I truly was shocked

"No..." She said with a tone of embarrassment. "You know I'm shy" She was
right, she was a bit shy.

"So how come you haven't dated anyone this year. You have gotten a lot of
offers..." Here was the million dollar question I didn't want to
answer. The truth, or the lie? Once again I chose the lie.

"Oh just too busy with the school work and all"

"Yea I know," well she bought it, good. "But maybe I could get Scott to set
you up with one of his friends or something, they would certainly love
that..."

"Yea maybe". Maybe not, I really thought. The thought of going out with one
of Scott's friends, the kind that only wanted to get in my pants, made me
want to puke. The thought of Amy with him was enough for me to make an
excuse to get off the phone.

"Hey listen, today has been a long day, I'm heading off to bed"

"Oh ok, I have to call Scott anyways"

"You see, perfect. I want to hear all about it tomorrow!" I lied of
course. But above all, I was her best friend and she was mine

"Goodnight"

"Bye"

As soon as I heard the phone go dead the tears began to fall. I put on my
Dido CD, shut off the lights and slid between the sheets. I hugged a pillow
tight to my body as I let the waterfalls go. I couldn't believe my
reaction, but I couldn't stop it. It finally hit me, I had fallen for
her. The music flowed through my ears and danced around in my mind. I
hugged the pillow tighter thinking of her, wishing it was her. Finally
sleep took me away to a dreamless night.


The rest of the week was hell. I tried to avoid her or rather her with
Scott, as much as possible. I felt like I had hit a wall going at 60 miles
per hour. I quietly walked through the hallways and my classes, enclosed in
my own little world. This seemed to worry everyone, considering I was one
of the happiest and craziest people around. But Jason ordered everyone to
back off, but I felt them giving me pitiful smiles, I didn't care. At last
Friday came, and Jason headed home with me. He knew what was wrong, but
didn't dare to mention it until I was ready to talk. I appreciated it.

We made our way through the house quickly and went to my room. I dropped
everything off, undressed putting on a pair of shorts and a tank top, and
slid into my bed. Jason sat there watching, and then took off his own shoes
and cuddled up behind me. I loved when he held me, I had needed it badly
too. I couldn't hold it back any longer and began sobbing
uncontrollably. He ran his hand through my hair, while the other was
wrapped at my waist holding me tight.

"It'll be ok darling. Let it all out." He whispered sweetly in my ear. And
let it out I did. I cried for an hour and finally drifted off. I awoke at
10 or so, feeling his breath on my back. I turned and he stirred.

"Hi, thank you for being with me," I said softly.

"No problem babe. I love you, and you know, everything is going to be ok"

"I hope so. I guess I hadn't realized that I loved her until now. That
saying is true, you don't realize how much you love something until you
loose it. It hurts, but I think I'll survive"

"I know you will, you're a strong nugget, just hang in here with me, ok?"

"Ok. I love you Jason. It's late, you want to stay?"

"Yea, let me call my mom," with that he took the phone. I made my way
downstairs and told my mom he was staying. She was fine with it, she knew
he was gay , and had never had a problem with him sleeping in my bed. We
agreed we both needed a shower, so he took my bathroom, and I went into the
one outside the room. Jason always kept a small drawer of clothing in my
house, for occasions like this one, so clothing wasn't a problem. By 11 we
were in bed again and fast asleep.

Saturday was new years day, and Jason and I prepared our traditional New
year's party (tradition since 8th grade). This year the party was to be at
my house. My parents had agreed, for they were going to their own bash with
Joey, as long as the house was in perfect conditions when they returned.
Jason and I had of course agreed. At least 60 people were invited, but more
always showed up. We had gotten a DJ from a local radio station and by 5 pm
we had gotten everything set up. The house looked ready to go, snacks were
set up, the lighting too. The pool and yard was made with special displays
to accommodate. All that was needed was the guests. Jason picked out what I
was to wear, and set me off to the shower, he did the same. We both exited
the bathroom at the same time, both looking stunning. Jason had been
wearing a pair of great fitting khaki pants, and a tight black shirt to
show off his great body. I was in a short black skirt and tight red tank
top, with my hair down and heels. He took me by the hand and led me
downstairs, as though we were a famous celebrity couple. He even waved and
kissed at the imaginary crowds, which made me laugh.

By 7 the crowds were pouring in. Jason and I took one last look around to
make sure everything was in its place. I locked all the bedrooms upstairs,
didn't want anything accidentally broken, or stolen. The music was playing,
and the DJ was hitting all the right tunes, the dance floor (aka the living
room) was packed with dancing bodies. Jason ordered me to enjoy myself, as
Jimmy grabbed him towards the dance floor. I made my way to the snacks, to
get a drink. That's when I saw them. Amy and Scott where on one of the
sofas, she on his lap with her arms around him, his hand on her thigh. A
bolt of jealousy went through me and I was ready to head out. But then I
felt a soft tap on my arm.  I turned to see a gorgeous brunette in a tight
miniskirt and glittery top, I was stunned.

"Hi, I'm Jenny, Jason's friend," I remembered him mentioning something
about a girl he wanted me to meet.

"Oh hi! Pleasure to meet you, I'm Amanda," I said trying to sound as normal
as possible without staring.

"Wanna dance?" I took another look towards Amy and Scott. I wasn't going to
let them spoil my evening, I can have my own fun.

"Yea, sure!" I said taking her hand.

A fast rap song was playing, that meant booty dancing. She quickly closed
the distance between us, and before I knew it she was grinding her ass
against my crotch. She was a great dancer, her moves drove me wild as I
tried to keep up, not doing a bad job on it. Our bodies moved as one,
sometimes with her leg between my thigh and mine between hers, or I infront
of her shaking my hips and butt down to the floor with her behind me and
her hands on my waste, or visa versa. Her body was warm and soft against
mine, and before I knew it we had danced for an hour. We were both a bit
tired, but definetely turned on by each others bodies. As we made our was
through to the snack table for drinks, I felt her hand grab my ass and give
It a squeeze.

"You want to maybe go somewhere more...private," she suggested with a
whisper in my ear, giving it a soft bite. I looked into her eyes, those
hazel beauties, knowing what it meant, swallowed hard and nodded. She gave
me a devilish smile, and we headed up the stairs towards my bedroom. I
didn't have a lock on mine, so I placed a red scarf on the knob, signifying
to not disturb. As soon as the door was shut, Jenny took my arms, holding
them on the sides of my head, pinning me to the wall. She had that look on
her face, hungry, hungry for me. Her face inched up on mine, never breaking
the eye contact and said

"I want you,"

My reply was sufficient. I moved my lips to hers and they touched. It was
soft, she was soft. She kissed me back tentatively. The next kiss was
firmer. The passion was increasing with the heat of ours bodies meshing
together. She pulled her leg between mine and I between hers.

"Mmmm...." I let out a soft moan. Soon I felt her tongue on my lips,
tracing them, I opened my mouth letting my own tongue explore hers. Our
tongues twirled around each others, playfully, massaging each others
mouth. We were each enjoying this beyond belief. Her hands had seized to
pin me to the wall and were now travelling down my body, passed my hips to
cup my ass.

"MMmmm.." Again it caused a moan out of me as she pressed herself on my
harder. My hands got a little braver and went for her breasts, those
beautiful breasts in my hands. This definetelly received an approving gasp.
"Ahhhh! Oh yea"

"You.. want ..to ...move... to.... The...ughhh... recliner?" I tried to say
between the kisses.

"Uh huh" And thus we moved in unison to the armchair without breaking our
kiss. I sat on top of her, my legs around her lap. She moved her legs up to
meet my crotch, as I started rocking my hips to a rhythm. My skirt rode up
revealing my black thong.

"I love a girl in a thong, makes me so hot," she said looking down grabbing
my ass cheeks in her hand. Her hands then moved up to my waist and grabbed
my tank top. Again, without breaking away from me, she took it off over my
head revealing my matching, almost transparent, black bra. I couldn't
believe what was happening, but I didn't want it to stop. She once again
gave an approving smile and took a nipple in her mouth through my bra.

"UGHH! Oh that feels mmmm.... Great" I groaned

All of a sudden I heard the door open, letting in actual light to the
semi-darkened room. Uh- oh

"Hey Mandy, Scott and I are going..." Amy stopped mid-sentence seeing me
almost half-naked sitting on someone. The greater shock came when I turned
around revealing a girl. Amy's mouth almost hit the floor. I looked at her,
terrified, for what seemed like a minute. This felt worse than being caught
by your parents. Finally she recovered herself.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, umm...I didn't mean to" And with that she shut
the door

"Oh God..." I thought. Well great way to come out. I was panicking. I
realized she wasn't aware of the red scarf signal. Jenny looked at me
strangely.

"You love her don't you?"

"How did you..."

"I could tell by the look in your eyes. It's obvious. Go after her,
whatever your situation is, you ought to try to fix it." She said
compassionately. "Go"

"Thank you for understanding Jenny," I said getting up and straightening
myself. I pulled the tank top over my head and walked quickly down the
stairs.  I knew where she would be, her favorite spot in my house. I made
my way through masses of people towards the end of the backyard. As I
expected, there she sat on the swing, looking down. I took a seat on the
swing next to her, and looked down as well.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't want you to find out that way. I guess
I just couldn't find a proper moment..."

"Our conversation about Jason being gay, or the boyfriend one didn't give
you the opportunity?" She hissed back. She wasn't upset, just disappointed.

"I couldn't find the right words. I didn't know how you'd take it."

"Mandy, we're best friends. I love you and you know it. Something like this
wouldn't change that." She said sweetly. She had never said she loved me
before, even as a friend. A tear slid down my cheek and I smiled. She stood
up, took my hand, and propped me up along. We were just inches apart from
each other now.  Amy smiled at me, and wiped the tear form my eye. She
hugged me in a tight embrace.

"Oh look, it's just a minute from mid-night," she said raising up her
watch.

"What a coincidence, ehh?" I smiled back.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, NEW YEARS!" We screamed in unison. Moments
later we heard screams from the house.

"Happy 2002 hun," she said kissing my cheek and giving me another hug. I
couldn't be happier.

We walked back to the house. Soon after the people started clearing
out. And by 1 am it was just Jason, Jimmy, Amy, Scott, and I standing in
the living room. They had volunteered to help with the clean up, and by 2
the house was in great conditions. We were all exhausted from all the work,
so I proposed that they should stay the night. Jason and Amy agreed, but
Scott and Jimmy said they had to head home, they both had an early baseball
game tomorrow.

After they had left we all headed upstairs for the needed sleep. Amy was
just an inch shorter of my 5"7' and we had pretty much the same size 2
waste. She took a pair of my pajama pants and tank top, as did I, and
headed off to bed. Jason had agreed to sleep in the guestroom, leaving Amy
and I to sleep in the same bed. I wasn't sure if it was on purpose or not,
but I wasn't complaining. I laid down and Amy cuddled close to me. My heart
was beating wildly as I felt her breath on my shoulder.

"Goodnight," she whispered and soon dozed off. I couldn't sleep. The
moonlight peaked it's rays through the glass door illuminating the room
with a silver shine. She looked so beautiful, I must have spent an hour
just staring at her. I moved myself lower to I was directly facing
her. God, I thought, to touch those lips. I leaned in closer. I was just
inches away from her. I could kiss her and she would never know...just a
bit closer and I could taste those sweet lips.  But no, I quickly came to
my senses and realized I couldn't take advantage of her that way. I moved
away. She stirred so that her head was resting on my shoulder, and her arm
was on my stomach. I smiled. I couldn't help this. I soon drifted off to
beautiful dreamland.