Somewhere Only We Know (editing)

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Chapter 1.

Another day in school, just what I need.

I ran away from the teacher who was yelling at me for not having the “proper” uniform on. I don’t see how it isn’t - the guys get to wear it so why can’t I? I looked down at my navy blue school pants, white button-up oxford shirt, navy blue sweater vest and my blue tie. It’s better than wearing those short and ugly short plaid skirts. I shrug my shoulders and keep running until I reach my class.

“Ash, honey, how are you?” Cynthia grabbed my arm from out of nowhere. This isn’t even her class.  

“Fine, Cynthia,” I sighed, I tried to shake her off but she wasn’t moving, so instead I made my way to the back where my friends were seated.

“Hey ash, why the long face?” my best friend Alicia, aka Aly asked, grinning while the others snickered at me. I glared at them

“Why don’t you tell me?” I sat down on the chair across from her, only to have Cynthia sit on my lap.

“Anyway, are you trying out this year for the basketball team?” Sean asked. He’s another good friend of mine who was dating Ali. Personally, I think they make a cute couple - Ali is about 5’4 with brown shoulder length hair, she has big brown eyes, plump lips and a heart shaped face that compliments her features while Sean has dirty blond hair that is spiked and light green eyes.

“Yea, I have to stay in shape and college recruiters come this year,” I replied, trying to pry Cynthia’s hand out my hair.

“Cynthia, please stop messing with my hair and get off of me,” I told her. She only pouted at me.

“But Ash, I thought you liked me,” she whined at me. I looked at her as if she had three heads.

“Dude, help me!” I turned to Alex who was laughing at my distress.

“Cynthia, don’t you have to get to class?” I asked her, trying to avoid this conversation that I’ve had with her over and over again. She pouted at me again then left after nodding and kissing me on the cheek.

“Man, she’s hot, Ash. I don’t see why you don’t like her! You have half the girls in this school drooling over you, shit, you even have a freaking fan club! The gods have blessed you Ash, you have to teach me your ways, master,” Alex bowed to me while I turned my nose up at the thought of me an Cynthia together as a couple.

Okay, so you might be thinking like, what the hell is going on? I’m going to tell you straight up that I’m a lesbian - not bi, but a lesbian. I dress like a guy too; I mean I might as well be, seeing as though I'm built like one. I’m 5’11, which is pretty tall for a girl. I have short pitch-black hair that I leave in a disheveled, aka the bed hair look but I pull it off unlike some people. My eyes are blue with specks of green and black in it. I have broad shoulders and a body that many people wish they could have. I have a six pack (which took a lot of time to get, since I’m a girl) and a toned body with muscles but not the over-dramatic muscles. I have just enough. Oh, and for some reason, the girls at this school are crazy about me even though there are plenty of guys to go around.

“You can have her if you want her, she’s annoying,” I mumbled. Cynthia has tried to be my “girlfriend” since freshmen year. I, of course, have no interest in her but she doesn’t see that. After I slept with her in sophomore year she has been all over me even more. By the way that was by accident - I was drunk.

“She doesn’t like me, Ash. She’s practically in love with you!” Alex grumbled. I laughed at him along with the others.

“Whatever man, grow some balls and ask her!” some kid in the background yelled out.