So this is my first story, I apologize for probably weird writing, or mistakes I make since my first language isn't english. Please enjoy reading, if it is possible.
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It's friday evening and I enter my favorite café where I always go after an hard week of school. A waitress came to my seat and askes for my wishes. I tell her tired without looking up,
"The usual."
"I'm sorry, I don't know your usual yet, sir."
So she's new.
"Sorry, one hot chocolate please."
She notes that down and leaves unsurely,
"S-Sure, I'll bring it soon sir."
She has a cute voice, I swear I could've heart that sonewhere. I'm probably just imaginating things. It was a bad day. A bad week too. I hated this. Actually I hate almost everything right now. Life's a mess for me. I must have probably looked like that aswell, because as I looked up at the french girl who's walking towards me with my order, she tripped in the second she met my eyes.
Had I seen her before?
She falls onto the table and the hot chocolate cup lands on me. I look at her, shocked from her falling and the sudden pain from the heat.
"Are you okay?"
She apologized and gets up from the table.
"Oh god, This is my first day and I was told not to mess up, but of course it had to happen in the last minutes..."
She sighed.
"Come with me, I'll get you something to cool your stomach."
She turned and I followed her.
"Thank you."
She gets a towel and drenches it in cold water, then reaches it to me, with a shirt.
"You can cool it and change to my shirt."
Did she say her shirt?
Oh well, better than nothing I guess, I blush,
"T-Thank you. Can you maybe, turn away?"
"Sure, I'll go clean up the mess."
I check and as soon as she is gone, I push my dirty school uniforms shirt and wipe away the hot chocolate, cooling my burnt skin. Suddenly I feel warmth on my back, and a voice whispering in my ear,
"You really are beautiful, as I thought."
I froze as she continued,
"You shouldn't wear the boys uniform, right? You actually are a girl, you're trans, right?"
What the hell! How did she? But it is an interesting feeling that she found out.
"N... I... How do you know?" Somehow I didn't even try to fight.
"I saw it in your eyes and" she puts her hands on my stomach,
"This body tells the rest of that story."
I finally pull the shirt down to notice its fitting me pretty good.
"Oh yes, that's so perfect."
"You gave it to me on purpose?"
She chuckles,
"As if I had a different shirt."
"Could you please put your hands from my stomach now?"
"If you promise to not run away from me."
"Why would I?"
She puts her hands back on her own body and shrugs,
"I don't know, maybe you are shy and now that I know your secret, you'd wanna escape."
"I normally would. But it seems unexplainable fine..."
"I'm Madelaine, and you are?"
"S-Skylar."
"That's a beautiful name! Do you want to hang out a bit Skylar? My shift is over now and fridays are boring when you're alone."
"Uhm, sure. I'll just text my sister I'm coming later."
I pull my phone out put I doesn't want to start.
"Perfect, it's empty. Guess I have to go home."
"Oh come on, you are so no fun!"
She grabs my hand and pulls me out of the backdoor, to the parking lot.
"We can go to your place too, if you want me to of course. Or I'll just drive and drop you there." We get in her car and start driving.
"Sure, but my sis is a little dev- c-clinging sometimes, I don't know in what mood she'll be."
"She's devoted? Why'd you miss out that word? It means the same." she asks, for a short moment she looks at me and back on the street. It felt like she's staring right through me.
"It has a different meaning. Oh maybe just forget about that." I probably think too much about it, she looks to innocent to know about these things.
"Bdsm?" She askes out of the blue. I blush hard,
"Um, yeah they have something like that."
"So she needs you for aftercare? That sounds fun. I'd wanted to try that atleast once in my life."
"What, you know such things?"
"Yeah, I know lots of things. I spit a hot chocolate all over you because I saw your secret you hid in yourself."
"Okay fair. But you seemed so innocent. It's kinda weird."
We stop at a red light and she gazes at me, seductively asking,
"You wanna try too, don't you?"
I turn away to hide my blushing face that feels like it would burn down right now.
"Y-Yeah, maybe..." I answer shyly.
"Perfect." She tells and we finally arrive at my house
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As I nock on the door, my sis comes running to me and hugs me to death, then stares at Madelaine.
"Who's that beautiful women?"
"I'm Madelaine," she says extending her arm towards my sis,
"Nice to meet you"
"I'm Lissa, her sister."
They shake hands and we all go in.
Isabell brings some tea to our table
"I could've helped you sis." She grins and says,
"You don't wanna leave your girlfriend here alone, do you?"
"We aren't, we just met an hour ago."
"And you brought her home already, Sky." She plops behind my back and cuddles me.
"You don't mind me cuddling her, right Madelaine? Since you aren't anything?"
"No problem, she told me you need it."
She bits my ear with a little anger in her voice,
"Are you serious?" I panic a little and beg,
"She guessed it sis, I swear I wouldn't tell anyone, please."
"My, my, your sister seriously has you under her, what?"
Lissa took a long look at her, then grins widely and starts talking,
"If you're lucky, it's so simple to make her submit to you. She's actually a fighter but when she likes you, that is gone so fast you can't even see it was there."
With that words she pats my head and I blush red.
"Stop talking about me if I wasn't here... And stop telling that to some stranger girl."
"Come on, it's obvious you see more in her than a stranger." my sister teases me.
"She didn't fight with me like at all." Madelaine told my sister.
"Ohh, you have hit her pretty good, she even wears a shirt that's probably yours, definitely not hers. That's nearly impossible to happen."
She beginns telling Lissa the whole story of the evening, she just listens and laughs at it.
"That's rediculous!"
Suddenly she pulls me to her side and rolls to sit on top of me.
"Sis what are you doing?!" She pins my hands to the ground and ignores me,
"So, you want her, Laine?"
"I'm not sure..."
"Come on, you can just try it out and have a little fun and if you didn't like it you can still split your ways again." She makes a pause and looks at Madelaine, her new nick now being Laine,
"Or become more afterwards, of course without any bondings on what happenend."
Melanie looks at me,
"What do you think about it, Skylar?"
She looks as if she really would want to try that...
But do I want to? With somebody I don't know but feel like I should know? Do I trust this? Weirdly enough, I do.
"We could..."
As soon as I said it Lissa lifts me up and drags me along with her.
"Wait right there Laine."
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