Alyson stood at a set of lockers, waiting for her blonde prey to leave the safety of the school’s art room, and into the devious web that she had weaved. Within minutes her plot would be taken into action, and she would finally have the handsome Kris Sawyer to herself.
A large grin came over the brunette’s face, and her adrenaline started pumping on overdrive as she thought over her plan as the blonde began towards the art room door. She only had to wait until the girl turned around the corner, and there she would be for the confrontation.
Time seemed to slow down as those last few seconds neared, and Melanie exited the art room and made for her locker. What she didn’t know is that she had a surprise waiting for her. A surprise that was five foot five, had brown hair and eyes, and was mad as hell.
Melanie’s shoes tapped against the hard floors as she walked over to her locker. She was surprised to see a beautiful girl leaning against her locker.
“Um…” Melanie started, but was cut off by the taller brunette.
“So, you’re a dyke are you?” The girl hissed, catching Melanie completely off guard.
“W-what?” Melanie stammered. “How could this girl...?”
“I saw you and Kris in the hallway.” Alyson went on, obviously holding back her anger. “If that wasn’t being a dyke, than what was it?”
“You… Saw?” Melanie gasped, her eyes darting around for any other witnesses to the conversation, none were in sight.
“Yeah. I saw, and I’d advise you to say the fuck away from Kris, or I’ll have to tell the principle.” Alyson threatened, her anger rising just from the sight of the girl. “I don’t think he’d like it if he knew there were girls dyking out in the hallways.”
“You… No!” The blonde shouted. She wasn’t going to let some girl ruin her friendship with Kris. “The principal would never believe you!” She continued, gaining more confidence by the minute. “You have no proof!”
Alyson stepped back slightly, startled by the blonde’s sudden confidence boost. Now that her plan A was down the tubes, she had to think quick.
A grin came over Alyson’s face, and she quickly dove in and grabbed both of Melanie’s wrists, squeezing them tightly. The girl flinched, but she made no sound, which made Alyson even angrier. She pushed the girl up against the wall and planted a forceful kiss on the smaller girl’s lips.
Melanie’s eyes widened in shock. She struggled to get away from Alyson’s grip, but she was a lot stronger than she appeared to be.
Alyson broke the kiss after a moment and let go of the girl’s wrists, a large smirk painted on her face as she stepped back.
“Now I have proof. And I’ll be sure that the principal tells your parents that you’re a dyke. So stay away from Kris.” She stated as she walked down the hall, and out of the building.
Melanie let out a deep breath and leaned against the wall, were she slid down into asitting position. Her face still twisted in utter shock. She wrapped her arms around her legs and buried her face into her lap.
“My dad will kill me…” She whispered to herself. “I can’t let that happen…”
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