Blake Comes To Visit

Valentina's POV

I opened the door to see the one and only....pizza man.

I was a little disappointed at first, but it smelled delicious. "Hi, 23 dollars please," the pizza guy said.

"Sorry I forgot I ordered, let me grab my wallet really quick," I rushed to my room letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I felt a little sad yet happy at the same time.

I guess she wasn't coming after all.

I raced back up to the front door out of breath and embarrassed.

I reached out my hand to pay for the pizza. He took it out of my hands while I bended over my knees breathing in and out.

I wasn't out of shape, I just needed to stretch before I do any exercise.

Once I caught my breath, I looked backup to see Blake holding the pizza box, smiling hard from ear to ear. Her annoying looking green eyes held amusement as she looked down at me.

Behind her I could see the pizza car leaving.

What a pleasant surprise, I thought sarcastically.

Blake was wearing black sweatpants with a black short sleeve tight shirt, with black running shoes. It made her eyes and long brown hair stand out.

I would have closed the door on her but she held the pizza. I could feel my cheeks heat up, but before I could let her see, I snatched the pizza box out of her hand and started to walk to my room.

I cant believe she showed up at this time on a school night.

I heard the door close behind me, followed by footsteps.

I was just waiting for her to say something stupid because I know it was coming.

I went in my room and put the pizza box on my bed.

I heard my room door close and a click.

I looked behind me curiously. Blake was leaning on the wall just watching me, saying nothing at all. Her facial expression was even blanked.

I noticed my room door was locked and I didn't like that at all. I didn't know Blake like that, and you could never be too trusting.

I unlocked my door and went on top of my bed. If Blake wasn't going to speak that was fine by me.

I took a bite of the pizza and chewed slowly.MMMM.....cheese....so tasty. I closed my eyes, pretending I was the only one in the room, savoring the taste.

"That's gross," Blake said suddenly.

I kept my eyes closed, still chewing on the pizza, "It talks," I replied.

I opened my eyes and looked at her. This felt weird. I've never looked at a girl the way I looked at her before.

Maybe its just the eyes. I'm pretty sure everyone who has green eyes has been told they are pretty or handsome.

But then again, Blake had clear olive skin, with a straight small nose and eyebrows that weren't too bushy or too thin.

Not to mention she worked out and had long healthy looking brown hair...that bothered the hell out of me.

Let me rant really quick.

It always seemed the people with natural brown hair never touched it or something. Like for example, Blake could do so much more with her hair... I could do so much if i had long hair. But what does Blake do with her hair? Yep, you guessed it, a ponytail! Unlike me, who has to get more hair to do more hairstyles. It just feels like people with long hair aren't appreciating it a much as they should.

End of rant.

While I was envying her hair she took off her shoes and sat on the bed next to me. I finished the pizza and ran my tongue over my teeth to make sure nothing was left there.

Blake took a slice and bit into it.

"So do you know what the project is supposed to be about?" I asked. Blake took another bite and shook her head.

"I'm not sure, something about English I'm guessing," She chuckled while eating the pizza.

She looked at me and I did my best to gather my resting bitch face.

"I could ask some but I don't know so many people in our English class," I said quietly. I wasn't a shy person, but I have been acting that way lately. Must be the new school vibes.

"Maybe you could ask," I suggested. Blake was a pretty popular person.

I watched as Blake finished her pizza, licking her lips. I began to realize how close we were and it was making me nervous.

'I have to go in about 30minutes anyway," Blake said. "Sooo, I guess we could just talk." she turned towards me and smiled.

It took me a second but I soon realized, she didn't come over to do the project.

How does this girl even pass.

"We can talk about the project, that an important grade." I said, realizing how nerdy I sounded.

"Not really, its the first grade, meaning there's many more that we can do before 1st quarter ends and we're all screwed. Don't worry." Blake shrugged and smiled. She laid down on my bed.

"Your bed is really comfortable, by the way."

I took a breath and gulped. I didn't know what to do, or how I felt about this situation. My dad was staying a little late at the school for some meetings and I'm an only child so, it was just Blake and I left completely alone, with my bedroom door closed. Which I don't recall closing.

"When are we going to do this project?" I asked annoyed.

"I don't know, I think next week is good." Blake answered, she took off her shoes and had her full body draped over the bed.

I closed my eyes and counted to ten.

I could sense Blake starring at me.

I opened my eyes and said as calmly as I could., "ARE YOU CRAZY? THE PROJECT IS DUE NEXT WEEK?"

Blake seemed unbothered about my reaction. "That just means we have almost a week then," she responded.

I rubbed my head and came to the conclusion that I would probably have to do this project by myself.

This was fucked up. I bet 100 dollars that she would get the same grade as me.

Fucked up school system.

Blake turned over on her side and studied me. "If it makes you feel better...cupcake...I'll come over again and we can actually get some work done. Sounds good?"

I nodded my head slowly, not fully believing her. "Speaking of cupcake....." I started to say feeling a little weird.

"Are you lesbian or something? "I asked thinking about the R rated thing she said to me while I was in class.

"Fully lesbian." she confirmed with a huge smile on her face. "Just like you but more."

I laughed a little bit and put my hands up in defense. "Hold up now, I'm 100% straight you know.'

Blake smirked, "Yeaa, okay"

My eyes narrowed at her. "I am," I said again, trying to convince her. I was pretty sure.

Just because Blake was a little attractive to me, doesn't mean I'm automatically gay.

Blake scooted closer to me and slowly looked up my body. Then back to my eyes.

'I'll tell you what....if you can kiss me and still say you have no interest in girls or didn't even like it, then I'll believe it," she said.

I scoffed. I had nothing to prove to her and i hated how confident she was.

But I wanted to prove it for myself.

"Fine, but you what? If I say that, then we work on the damn project all day next time," I bargain.

"Sounds fair," Blake responded.

She leaned forward and touched her forehead with mine. I was unsure about this, she seemed a little too cocky about it.

What about my dad? He was tolerant towards the lgbtq community, but lets just say he wouldn't want me in a relationship with a girl.

He barely likes me talking to boys.

My eyes widen as I realized tis was about to happen. She turned her head a little to the right, and than gently places her lips onto mine.

I stayed still, feeling frozen against my will.

I was so nervous and I didn't know what to think. She bit my bottom lip gently, asking for access.

I opened slightly and her tongue plunged in.

I gasped a little, but still felt like I couldn't move. This was actually happening!

Blake was actually kissing me. In my house. In my room. On my bed....holy shit.

I leaned in a little better and I moved my lips with her in sync. I opened my eyes watching her for a minute.

Before I could close my eyes back, she opened hers and pulled away.

She didn't say anything at first. Neither did i.

I touched my lips softly and didn't know what to say.

I was waiting for a on your march, get set, kiss or something similar. My heart was beating through my chest.

I looked at her and she starred back at me with unreadable expression.

That was until she started to smile really big and her green eyes green lit up mischievously.

I'M FUCKED.