*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV*
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Did she just come out of the closet? No way!
Gay. She's gay? She’s gay. Oh, my gay!
Right now, I just don’t know what to say.
Does this mean… I… We... Could be… Oh, Sydney. She can finally be my baby!
“What the heck did you just say to your homies? Were you trying to say that you… you like girls? You’re gay?” I asked her to confirm it as we stepped into her room, and she sat on her bed. She didn't say a word and just went to lie on her back.
“C'mon, Syd! Answer me! What the hell was that?” I asked her again when she acted like she did
*Sydney Roswell’s POV* --- “Ouch! What the heck is your problem?” I cursed and winced in pain as my butt touched the floor after I opened my eyes and saw OJ’s face was so close to mine. I fell from my bed because her lips were like two inches away from touching mine, and who wouldn’t be surprised as hell? I got up from the floor, and I sharply looked at her, who was sitting on my bed, cross-legged, and with a grin on her super happy face. Her grin turned into a chuckle that later became a laugh, and I showed her an annoyed look on my face. I had just woken up, and it's still so early in the morning to be messing up with people. Was she trying to kiss me earlier? Or had she kissed me alr
*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV* --- “Fine. This will go a little shocking or rather flabbergasting. Are you sure you want to hear it?” Sydney began after taking in a deep breath, and I nodded my head in response while feeling quite excited and happy at the same time. “Of course! Come on. I won’t freak out. I promise.” I answered and showed her a warm smile, encouraging her to tell me. The nervous girl walked to her bed and sat at the edge, and then she let out a sigh, looking at me. “I like you. Yeah, you’re right. I really do like you, OJ.” She confessed, making my mouth hang open in surprise and delight. She said it. Yes, she said it! She likes me back! Am I in reality? Oh, h
*Sydney Roswell’s POV*---“Who are you with, Syd?” Emma asked me again while trying to peek at the entrance to my attic, and I tried to relax as there was nothing that I should worry about. There is nothing they could see, and I should just find the perfect excuse to redirect their suspicion of anything.“Uh… Nothing. No one.” I stuttered, and all three of them looked at me knowingly while OJ crossed her arms on her chest, sat on my bed, and remarked, “You’re a bad liar, Syd. You know that so well. Just relax and tell them the truth. I’m sure they will drop this matter in no time.”Good for her to suggest since she’s not the one on the hot seat. And she’s not the one who these idiots knew so well for so long.
*Sydney Roswell’s POV* --- “Hey, Syd! Do you want me to drive you to the airport later?” Adam asked as he descended the stairs and slipped in his white T-shirt. I looked his way and shook my head. “Uh, no. Thanks, by the way.” I replied and looked back at Vidia’s notebook in my hold, where there were lots of numbers with symbols beside them. “Oh, okay. So… did you tell your pals already? Do you, guys, know that she’s…?” He answered and asked my friends here in the living room, but Kevin finished his question. “Going to Chicago? Yeah, we know, Couz. She told us already.” “Uh, no. What I mean is… she’s gay, too. You both are so gon
*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV*---“Did you book a first-class flight so that you could just look at your notebook the whole time we'd be flying, Syd?” I asked the quiet girl, who was sitting in front of me, where there’s a table in between us. And she lifted her gaze from the notebook on her lap to me, and I showed her a cheeky smile.“Excuse me, what is that supposed to mean?” She asked and looked at me for a moment, and her focus went back to her notebook.Nice.Well, there's a better view outside the window, yet she chose to close it and got her full attention on her notebook. I wonder if she's studying or… doing something else. I couldn't care less.
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---"Really? Do you know who they are?" Syd curiously asked me, and I nodded my head in response."Yeah, I told you that already. I just thought you would want to know. I know you want to know, Syd." I answered and saw a half-smile form on her soft pink lips."Mmm, cool. I do want to know. No, I want to confirm it... From you... From what you knew about that person." She said, which kind of made me puzzled for a sec, and she licked her lips and continued, "Truth be told, Oj, my friends and I, mainly, just them, had made an investigation. Well, with the aim of wanting my name clean when you finally get back. We actually had one person in mind.""Okay. Who is it?" I asked her, interested to hear if
*Sydney Roswell’s POV* --- “Oh, let me guess. It was Vidia, wasn't it?” OJ asked, thinking that my best friend was the first person I kissed on the lips, but she's not. "Good try, but nope. It was Emma." I told her and gained a cute oh face from her, and she lightly nodded her head. "Emma? York? The… your neighbor?" She asked in disbelief, and I gave her a look that seemed to say, "who else?" "Wow, cool! That's… awesome! And… uh… how… how was it?" She stuttered but looked so curious, and I let out a chuckle while reaching for the remote at the nightstand, and then I turned on the television. "She should be the one you should be asking that," I replied and stood up from the bed to check m
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"There's no frickin way I'll get on that devil's ride. I don't want to die yet. Get on it alone if you want." I protested and kept walking while OJ seemed about to beg me, but I tried to distract her attention by pointing at a booth somewhere on her left."Look at that, Oj! Isn't it a shooting booth? Hey, look at those stuffed animals! Those must be the prizes. There's a cute panda in a red shirt. Don't you like pandas? Come on, let's check it out!" I tried my all to convince her to come with me, and thankfully, she did.Oh, I'd rather ride a pony at a Merry-go-round five times in a row than once on that hellish ride or even a rollercoaster. Lucky for her, she wouldn't puke anything if she would get on any of those stomach-turning rides around here.
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---Her lips trailed kisses down my neck, making me grip tight on the sheets while I bit my lower lip to keep myself from crying her name in pleasure. As she casually licked and gently sucked my skin, I couldn't help but grab her hair with my left hand, and my right one was inside her shirt and scratching her bareback. She stopped kissing my neck and chuckled when I involuntarily pulled her hair back a bit hard, and I apologized quickly."Sorry, Love.""Don't worry. I like it." Syd replied and looked me in the eyes. I saw her smirk and eyed my lips."Please stop biting your lip too hard. It'll bleed." She asked me and leaned down to peck on my lips, and I responded immediately. How can I not bite it if she was so damn good at this kind of matter? And I don't want to be loud because neighbors might hear, or maybe any of her housemates or friends have arrived and wonder what we're doing here. Well, if she were in my situation, I am so freaking sure she'll
*Sydney Roswell's POV*—"What? No! I don't know what the heck you are talking about, Oj. You know what? Let's take some snacks downstairs. Let's just figure out what to do with this one later tonight or tomorrow." I renounced and asserted as I really wanted to escape from being cornered by her."Oh, no! Where are you going, Sydee? We're not yet done here. You said you'll take a break after editing the 70th chapter. We are going nowhere but here, My Love." She teased and held my chin with her right hand, making me face her, but I tried to avoid eye contact."No! Did I say that? Well, I've changed my mind. Let's go, Mi Amor! What do you want to eat?" I exclaimed and was about to stand up, but I could barely move because of this laughing girl sitting on me who's not that light at all."Hmm. Hey! I have a better idea, Oj! Why don't we… umm, later before we go to our dinner date, let's go and find a dog that you want to adopt. A puppy! Yeah! I remember you want to call him Mickey. Right? D
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"Her soft rosy lips gracefully danced with mine in a remarkable rhythm, making me feel all these familiar sensations inside me. When her powerful warm moist tongue slipped inside my mouth, I, with all enthusiasm, welcomed it for a friendly match.I heard her chuckle while still not breaking our passionate kiss, and I gently bit her lower lip as I tried to dominate this session. Then I lost control of my hands when they started creeping inside her shirt to caress her delicate skin, which caused her to let out soft moans. Mmm, her voice is such excellent music in the ears. I could listen to it my whole life and never get tired.And things happened a bit too quickly when she's now topless while we both sat on the bed. I swear I have no full control of my hands. But I absolutely love to see her wear nothing on top but her jade pendant necklace. She continued bussing my neck, making me all turned on, while her right hand had been gently kneading my left boob unde
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*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV* — "Okay. What is it?" Sydney asked and curiously looked at me. I grinned and locked my eyes on her luscious pink lips, and I could sense she already knew what I meant when her facial expression changed into something that seemed to be alarmed. "No." She asserted and glared at me. "What? I haven't said anything yet!" I exclaimed and laughed at her when she rolled her eyes at me. "Oh, yeah? Your eyes say a lot more than your mouth, Hunters. You know that saying, right?" She explained and moved a little away from me. Ugh, she's so adorable. I can't... I just, no, I'm so in love with her! "What? Seriously, Syd. Don't be so rude! And don't f*cking act like you don't want it, too! Come on, Roswell!" I belted while still laughing at her blushing face, and I tried to compose myself. "What? No! We are inside the school premises. In case you are not aware. We can't do that here. Look around, biatch. There are some students everywhere, and they've been eyein
*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---The tears formed in her warm blue eyes finally fell as she looked at me in disbelief, and I sweetly smiled at her in response."I missed you, Syd. There's not been a day, an hour, a minute that you won't cross my mind and dreams." I confessed and bit my lower lip to hold my emotions and not cry."I thought at first that it was just all... normal dreams, bad dreams, and nightmares. But I deeply know it might be not. And here we are. I'm so glad to see you again." I continued and brought my left hand to her face to wipe her tears away, and she cried more. Oh, no, she's in her vulnerable mode again. I clearly remembered those times she cried so much for me. Nonetheless, all the tears and sacrifices she spent on our journey together were given justice as we won the fight we fought. I cannot be here right now if not because of her and her stubborn but optimistic ass. And, of course, with the help of her ever-supportive friends.I chuckled when she asked,
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"Uh... Hi!" I nervously greeted her, and I saw her smile at me. Oh, gosh, I missed that smile... so much."Why are you looking at me like that, Roswell? You seem like you've seen a ghost. Well, surprise, biatch, I'm still alive and kicking. But I can't kick my left leg yet." She said and chuckled, and I softly laughed with her."Yeah... No, I mean... Uh, it's so nice to see you again. I'm glad you're alright." I stammered and finally got the right words to say, but I am still feeling so anxious now."Ooh, so you are trying to say that you missed me, huh?" She remarked while grinning, and I let out a scoff."Hell no!""Really? I mean... Why would you miss me, right? I know I am not missable. Is that even a word? Because you aren't, too." She replied and acted quite mean, and I chuckled. You have no freaking idea how much I missed you, Mi Amor."Well, it's good that you know," I answered and regretted it right after as I realized we were back to being what we w
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---Monday came. It's the first time I'm going back to the academy after about a month of absence. It was an absence to do something I know I will forever be grateful for and will never regret.I had spent almost my whole day taking quizzes and exams in the empty detention room near the Principal's Office. It's absolutely tedious, but I have to do this if I want to catch up with the lessons of my classmates. I'm super happy I wouldn't need to take summer classes if I could pass these quizzes and exams.I was currently answering the final two items of my last exam for today when an unfamiliar student suddenly came in and handed me a small piece of paper. She didn't say anything and left the room. That's so weird.I looked at what was written on the paper in my hold, and I blinked to read it clearly."Meet me at the bench fronting the library. 3:30 PM.""What and who the hell are you?" I muttered and thought of who might this be, and the first person that came int
*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"Yow, Sydney! I have a question. Don't get this wrong, aight? It's just a question or a suggestion. Just out of curiosity." Grace called me and asked, and I turned my swivel chair to look at her sitting comfortably on my bed beside her girlfriend, who was busy munching some popcorn.I raised an eyebrow in response to tell her to go on, and she grinned. Let me bet. I strongly know this will be about OJ again. There was nothing that this person asked me that the girl I adore wasn't mentioned."Well... You do know that OJ will be home finally later from Chicago. What if... What if you just... tell OJ everything... the whole truth? You know... your journey together, the things you did for her, everything you did together while she's still out of her body, what you feel, that you're girlfriends, and... all of it. Maybe she can remember, even just a bit." She suggested and looked so serious while Emma stopped shoving pieces of popcorn in her mouth to look at me an