in every universe (one shot-s) | JENLISA

journeys end in lovers meeting

"So we've got a slide on each of the main themes," says Lisa, using the touchpad on her laptop to scroll through the powerpoint presentation that she and Jennie have spent the last hour working on in the school library, "and we've done an in depth analysis of three main characters – do you think we need to do a fourth?"

"Relax, nerd," Jennie teases. "We were only supposed to do two in the first place. It'll be fine."

"Which I'd know if you sent me the sheet with the presentation brief on it like you promised you'd do," Lisa reminds Jennie.

The brunette shuffles the papers spread across their desk around until she locates the piece of paper in question, snapping a quick photograph of it using her phone.

"So shall we leave it there for today?" she asks Lisa.

"Yeah, I think we did some good work," agrees the taller, making sure that she saves the powerpoint, before closing the lid of the laptop and starting to collect her things together. "And we know what else we need to do. You're going to compare the play with Shakespeare's other comedies, while I'll take a look at some of the different adaptations of Twelfth Night..."

"You just want an excuse to complain about the lack of lesbians in She's The Man," grins Jennie.

"It's one of the greatest missed opportunities of the twenty-first century!" whines Lisa.

"Shhh!"

She holds up a hand in apology as the scowling school librarian hushes them. Swinging her heavy school bag over her shoulder, Lisa follows Jennie out of the library.

"How about we continue working on this tomorrow?" asks the older, once they are out of earshot of the librarian that prowls the library like a predatory hyena. "You could come over to mine after school."

Lisa's breath catches in her throat, before she answers, "Yeah, that sounds good." Calming her erratic heart with a few deep breaths, she adds, "Don't forget to send me that photo!"

"Doing it right now!" answers Jennie, waving her phone at Lisa. "See you tomorrow!"

She waves goodbye, her eyes lingering on the back of the brunette's head for a second too long, and she only gets pulled back to reality by the chime of her cell phone as it alerts her to an incoming message.

jennie :)
here's what you asked for ;)

She taps on the photo attachment and nearly chokes on her own tongue. Because she definitely didn't ask Jennie to send her a selfie of the mouth down, in which she is wearing only a lacy pair of black panties and with her arm draped strategically over her breasts.

She deletes it immediately.

Well, almost immediately. Lisa stares at the photo for a good ten seconds, mouth hanging open in shock, until she realises that she's gawking at a semi-naked photograph of one of her closest friends, clearly taken for the viewing pleasure of somebody who isn't her. And then she deletes the photo.

;;;;

She can delete the photo from her phone, but she can't delete it from her mind.

It's a long night. Lisa tries to work on her part of the presentation, but it's really hard when working on this project makes her think of Jennie, and thinking of Jennie only reminds her of the image burning a hole in the front of her mind.

She makes an executive decision to not reply to the brunette's text. Jennie hasn't said anything about the picture – no apology, no explanation – and she is ninety-nine percent certain that this picture was never meant for her eyes, so ignoring the entire thing and pretending that it never happened seems like the only logical way forward.