Laura and Callie- Chapter One

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Gay and Lesbian  |  House: Booksie Classic

Laura and Callie work at a Cafe in California together. Laura is an introvert but callie will break that : )

“The guy at table three is complaining about his coffee again! He wants fresh, do you mind making some?” Callie called to me. I sighed and rolled my eyes. “Are you kidding me?!” I yelled. She walked behind the counter to where I was at and said, “Look, it’s not my fault, don’t get testy with me.”

As much as I hated to admit it she was right. I have been angrier these days. I am just frustrated because I moved out here over a year ago with my mind set on getting my life right. Nobody in Tennessee understood me. I figured moving to California would solve my problems. I can be openly lesbian and finally find someone to love. It has been over a year and I have nothing to show for it. It just… hurts.

Lazily, I made the coffee and served it to him. He didn’t even look at me when I set it down in front of me. “You’re welcome.” I said sarcastically and walked away. It was almost time to close so I started my cleaning duties.

When everyone left it was just me and Callie. She was swiftly cleaning the tables while singing. If I heard her correctly she was singing I Dreamed a Dream. I chuckled under my breath thinking of the irony of my current situation. I sat there watching Callie, thinking how lucky she was. She didn’t let anything get her down. Well, she probably has the perfect life. She is beautiful, with her tan skin and hazel eyes. She is probably straight and has parents that approve of her. I kind of hated her for it. She was what I wanted to be. She was normal.

“Laura how is it that we have worked together for all of these months and I don’t know a thing about you?” she asked out of the blue. I looked up from counting the money in the register, “Well,” I said kind of nervously, “I don’t know. What do you want to know?”

“Tell me about your family.” She said. I inhaled deeply. “They are just one big ball of sunshine. Well, I wouldn’t know anymore since they refuse to talk to me.” She just looked at me and said, “Why?” I started to shake my head, “Let’s not talk about that.” I said sharply. “Sorry if it seems like I am being nosy. You are just a curious person. Can I suggest something?” she asked, a little timidly. I nodded my head in response. “I think we should do this more often. I would like to… be friends. I could use a friend and since we work together I thought you would be perfect. Is that… ok? With you?” I looked up at her and responded, “Um… yeah I guess. Sure!” She smiled and we closed for the night.

The next couple of months went by pretty smoothly. We got to know each other and I was actually happy to go to work. She was the first friend I had made in over a year and it lifted my spirits big time. She even confided in me. Callie told me her mom was a heavy drinker. I am pretty sure it was tough for her to tell me, so I didn’t pry any further. I think I was starting to like her to. Actually, let me rephrase that. I was definitely starting to like her. I would watch her come in through the door to start her shift and I would feel butterflies in my stomach and my cheeks would get hot. It was worse when she wore these jeans that had holes in it and a V-neck t-shirt. I could see her smooth tan skin in the holes and the V-neck just exposed a piece of her skin that I wanted to run my lips over. So yeah, you could say I was definitely falling for this chick.

One day I was late and had to run in and clock in and it seemed like Callie was agitated. The entire shift she was short with me and had an attitude. Finally when the last customer left I screamed, “What the hell was your deal tonight? I was like fifteen minutes late! It’s not like I left you hear all night by yourself!” She just looked at me like a deer caught in the headlights (yes I can say that, I am from the south.) Then she busted out in tears and plopped down in a chair. I started to get the feeling that it wasn’t me that she was upset about. “Ok, look Callie. Let me finish cleaning the coffee station and me and you are going to go to my secret spot, ok?” Then I saw her nod her head in agreement.

I parked my car and we got out. Then I told her to hold her shoes in her hand and we walked out to the ocean. I loved the beach. Always have. There was something so magical about it, especially at night.

We sat down. Callie still hadn’t said a word. I wasn’t going to pressure her, so we just sat there for a few minutes in silence. We listened to wave’s crash near our feet. It was relaxing. Finally I said something. “Callie… I want to know if you are ok. I don’t like seeing you upset. You are…my best friend. Please…tell me.” I said with sincerity. She looked at me with tears in her eyes. “If I tell you, you can’t say anything to anyone, ok? And me and you can only talk about it right here, in your secret spot, ok?” She said. I started to get worried. “I promise.” I stated and then gave her a small smile, hoping it would relax her.


Submitted: January 06, 2013

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Southern Jean

This is a great start to what I know will be a great story more please.

Thu, March 7th, 2013 3:39pm

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