Stage One: Holly's Book Report ********** "Oh, this one sounds great! What do you think, Jenny?" High noon at Victoria, Texas. If you took the time to circumnavigate the city streets and keen alleyways, you'd come across the dozens of teens leaking out into the afternoon scenery. It was a bright Monday afternoon, and all schools in the area ended at 12.00, for some reason or another. This fact was not lost on Atlantic High School, as its fine female students were free to do as they pleased. Two of those students just happened to be shopping for CD's at a store on the local high street. One of those two girls just happened to be the sexiest teen Texan girl in creation, Holly-Raine Johnson. Holly's long probing fingers searched through the shelf of CD's and eventually they came across something her emerald eyes took a shine to. Holly withdrew the CD and flashed it in front of her friend, Jenny. "Not bad." Jenny said, observing the track list. "I never knew you were a fan of rock music, Holly." Holly shook her head. "I'm not. But Summer is and it's her birthday next week. I just wanted to get her something special, y'know?" Jenny nodded She could understand that. That was the sort of thing they always did for each other. Holly-Raine Johnson, Summer Andrews and Jenny Taylor had been the best of friends since they were crawling along the ground as kids. So it was no surprise that they pushed the boat out for each other when birthdays came around. Holly wanted to do something really special for Summer this year. Usually she just bought her something expensive, like a designer blouse or a piece of jewellery. While Jenny always got something that really made Summer happy, something that the girl always wanted, whether it was cheap or not. Holly decided that she was going to head in Jenny's direction, doing that exact same thing. The brunette placed some of her shoulder-long hair behind her ear, and decided that was the CD that she wanted to buy for Summer. It was on sale too, even better. "Are you finished yet?" Asked Holly-Raine directly. Jenny continued to muse through the E-F section of the CD rack. The girl really was a finicky shopper Still, Holly shouldn't have questioned it. She herself was a bit picky, when it came to something like clothes. Jenny sighed and looked away from the CD rack. Maybe it was the environment that was making Holly-Raine so impatient. She was never much of a music person, not unless she heard a song that really charmed her. But that was the least of it. As Holly shopped with Jenny, she was not oblivious to the stares and lusty gazes she was receiving from the boys and young men dotted around each aisle. Sure, she was flattered by the attention, but that was not the kind of thing she was into. Little Holly had her interests set *elsewhere* if you catch my drift. "There isn't anything I like." Jenny said. "I'm telling you, this is the last time I'm coming to this place to buy a CD. The selection is terrible. Man, I was hoping to get rid of these gift vouchers, too." "Then lets go." Holly was already beginning to walk towards the payment desk, just at the corner of the room. In her haste, she grabbed Jenny by the waist and walked toward the desk arm in arm with her friend, Summer's CD in her hand. Jenny gave no resistance though; it looked like she wasn't going to find anything she wanted there anyway The two girls walked over to the payment desk, and got in line, behind a middle-aged woman. Eventually the line receded, until Holly and Jenny were next in line As Jenny walked up to the front to pay with Holly, she noticed the person working behind the counter. Jenny noted her as a girl from their school, Atlantic High Her name was Cassie Robbins, a less-than-life girl who was a mere year younger than Jenny and Holly. Bashfully, she regarded her two fellow classmates with her smooth brown eyes. Cassie was a blonde, though her hair was awkwardly tied upwards to give her more of a `working girl' look. While Jenny noticed her right off the bat, Holly didn't even realize that she went to school with Cassie, which wasn't a puzzler. Cassie was a very personal individual, a shy kind of girl that didn't mix in easily, which in turn meant she had very few friends. She wasn't exactly a grand picture either. The dress she was wearing was a full body daffodil print, the kind of thing that popular girls at school made real fun of. Plus, the metallic braces around Cassie's teeth were the perfect targets for the teasing she experienced at school. Despite all that, Cassie always had a smile on her face. And to be honest, Holly-Raine loved shy girls, they were so endearing in their innocence, but Cassie was so much of a reserved person that Holly had never really noticed her. Which was a shame for Cassie, because from the shy blush on her pouting cheeks, it was more than obvious that she had a crush on Holly-Raine. Jenny noticed the yearning looks that Cassie was giving to an oblivious Holly, but said nothing about them. The last thing she wanted to do was embarrass Cassie by saying something "...Hey guys" Cassie said shakily. She barely even trusted her voice around Holly. The beautiful Holly-Raine looked over the counter as she heard herself regarded with familiarity Did she know anyone that worked in a CD shop? Holly stared at Cassie for a short while, as Jenny said hello. Still, she couldn't place the girl. "Do we know each other?" Holly asked curiously. She didn't mean it to be rude, she just wanted to know how they knew each other. Cassie didn't take it that way though. Her eyes lowered and the smile on her face fell a tad Holly barely even knew that she existed. "We're in Miss Blake's English class together... I... um... I'm Cassie Robbins..." Holly blocked out everything after `Miss Blake' in abrupt horror. "Oh my god!" "What is it?" Jenny asked. "Miss Blake's English class!" She declared. "She asked us to do a book report on any book we wanted, and she said it would be important! Well I forgot to write the paper! I read the book but I didn't write the paper! Geez, where am I gonna find the time to finish it?" Cassie's eyes brightened with an idea. "Hey, I could help you ou-" Though Holly, in her panic, didn't hear a word Cassie said, and accidentally cut her off. "Look, could you ring this up for me please, sweetie?" Holly requested, slapping Summer's CD on the counter. Cassie lowered her eyes again, their brief happiness lost once more. All she wanted was to just be with Holly, that was all. But the sexy brunette was hardly aware of her. Cassie sighed, and did as she was asked, rushing the CD over the scanner. "That will be $15.99." Cassie said dejectedly. Holly nodded, went into the money purse in the back pocket of her denim jeans shorts, and withdrew the money she needed, $16.00. Cassie exchanged the money for the CD, the receipt and the one cent change. The moment Holly was handed the goods, she grabbed Jenny by the arm and dashed to the front glass doors to leave. Soon as Holly left, Cassie's head hung loosely. What did she have to do to get Holly-Raine to notice her? ********** "Um... Nadine and Dennis... struggle for love... desperate heart ache... ugh!" Holly-Raine scowled and slapped her HB pencil down in one go, breathing a puff of annoyance There was no way she could finish the book report before tomorrow morning. The young girl slumped into her elbow-raised palms, sighing deeply. She had gotten home by about 2.30, she had to help Jenny pick something out for Summer's birthday present. In the end, Jenny had bought Summer a silver neck chain, not too expensive, but it was one that Summer had apparently said she liked while window shopping After getting an ice cream for each other, Jenny and Holly-Raine separated and both went home. The moment Holly got home she climbed up the steps to her room and shut the door behind her. In an instant she was at the books, trying hard as all hell to get the book report started. She had done so, but Holly eventually realized that she just could not concentrate on the sucker. The Texan teen flicked with her pencil on an empty sheet of A4 paper, sitting just beside her white painted wooden desk. She reprimanded herself while remembering her ill choice in book. She had chosen to write her report on a book called `The Calm Sea' a romance of a half-decent calibre. At first, Holly had chosen the book because she thought it was a lesbian love story, between two women called Nadine and `Danni'. As it turned out, `Danni' was just a nickname for Dennis. The moment Holly learned that she lost interest. And even though she managed to bring herself to read through it all, she still couldn't be bothered memorize any of it. There was little to no hope that she could start and finish the book report in time for tomorrow's English lesson. It may have seemed strange that Holly was so desperate to get the work done, considering that she wasn't much of a work-friendly gal, but it was more than getting good marks. The teacher who taught English was Miss Blake. Miss Blake was one of those rare teachers that you just don't meet everyday. Unlike most who were old, boring, miserable and stiff, Miss Blake was young, fun, joyful and loose And even more importantly (To Holly at least) Miss Blake was astoundingly gorgeous At the age of 26, Linda (Miss Blake) was a statuesque marvel. Her light grey eyes gave her a most mysterious look, along with that short, cropped blonde hair. She wasn't too tall, maybe a few inches more than most of the students. Her figure was striking though. A curvy, rounded body cleaved with tight creamy skin and long, thin legs. Her breasts were just the right shape and feel for Holly, small and firm, it matched her body in all aspects. Holly was sure that Linda was one of the hottest teachers in Victoria; the only teacher who surpassed her beauty was Miss Debbie Harding, who reigned proud and strong as Atlantic High's sexiest educator It was for these reasons that she didn't want to let Linda down, or get her mad Holly couldn't say that there were many adults that she respected, there were dozens she was hot for, but very few that she respected. She wasn't to be misunderstood though. Holly would have loved to be with someone like Linda, even if it was just once, but she didn't know if it was possible. There was a rumour that she and Miss Harding were in a relationship. When some over eager students asked them about it, both Miss Harding and Miss Blake denied the claims. Holly-Raine wasn't stupid though. She could see they were in love; all you had to do was stare at them for a while. The hidden glances they exchanged in the hallways were just one of the many clues that aroused suspicion. But, whether she had a chance with Linda or not, Holly did not want to let her down. The brunette sighed. In all truth, she didn't care much for academics. Her mom and dad had high expectations for her, but Holly wasn't interested in school. Or work for that matter Holly-Raine remembered that when she was younger, she used to dream that she'd be married to some rich, sophisticated English princess, and they'd move into a huge castle over looking the English Channel, living an easy, carefree life. Of course that was a crazy dream, and Holly had done some serious growing up since then, but she still loved the sound of the idea. That's the thing about dreams. They were always so appealing. Holly let her sweet head of dark cinnamon-brown hair rest against her crossed shoulders and arms, as she leaned in on the table. "If only dreams were real." ********** "...Holly..." Cassie sobbed into her tear-stained pillow. It was getting harder and harder to contain her feelings for Holly-Raine. She wasn't the first person to have a crush on Holly, and she most certainly would not be the last, but her feelings for Holly were a lot stronger than those that other people had. All you had to do was look at Cassie's room. The floor was covered in used wet tissues, her notebooks were adorned in love hearts, with the phase `Cassie 4 Holly' written in them. She even had a framed picture of the young brunette on her bedside table. Cassie managed to wipe the tears from her eyes and control her breathing, as she clasped the picture of Holly. It wasn't an amazing capture; it was just a picture of a distant Holly in a tight fitting dress, talking to her friends, Summer and Jenny. The picture had been taken when 25 students from Atlantic High were taken for a weekend trip to San Antonio, for a state progress competition. Cassie had been entered in one of the competitions, in a poetry contest. She made the poem for Holly but had not given it to her, and unfortunately she came in second. But at the time, Cassie was too concentrated on Holly-Raine to even care. And that was still the case, four months later. Cassie had been struggling with this crush for nearly half a year, but it still didn't seem to pass. The only thing that could keep Cassie from crying all day was her job and her fiction stories, dedicated fully to Holly-Raine and herself. Cassie snivelled as she recalled one of those stories, called `Save Me'. Cassie would be at her locker during the day, doing nothing much, then the doors at the other end would burst open in a haze of light, Holly-Raine stepping through them. Cassie would simply stand there, as Holly walked up to her with eyes full of unhidden love and the unbridled lust that came with it. Without permission, Holly would press Cassie against the lockers and force her lips against Cassie's, claiming her in the middle of the hallway. The surrounding teachers and students would burst out into cheers of appreciation, as the two walked hand-in-hand out of the school and spend the rest of their lives together. Of course the reality was VERY different. Holly-Raine didn't even know Cassie's name, let alone love her. It was probably that notion that made the unrequited feelings hurt so much. But those weren't the only stories that Cassie had written about Holly There were more *cough, cough* `stimulating' stories that had stemmed from Cassie's overactive brain, ones that were certainly sexual in nature. They were nothing utterly weird though, just happy fantasies of she and Holly `merging', their mind, soul and body as one. Cassie let her eyes slip shut and her head lull back onto the pillow. She stared at her framed image of Holly, held up by one hand, while her right hand pushed under the waist of her indoor skirt. It slipped past her panties, till the rogue hand reached the silky, slightly dampened curve of her steaming crotch. "...Holly..." Cassie sighed as she manipulated herself, her mind dreaming of one of the many stories she had written about herself and Holly-Raine, `consummating' their love... ********** CASSIE 4 HOLLY-RAINE FILES, ENTRY 107: ~*~ Set Me Free, Give Me Your Heart ~*~ "It is almost midnight? I though we had agreed to meet at eleven? Why isn't she here yet?" Cassie's eyes looked over at the clock hanging above her door. It was five minutes to midnight, and Holly still was not there yet. They had agreed to meet with each other at Cassie's place at school, after their brief kiss behind the trees surrounding the sports field. Cassie was so excited about it. Holly could no longer contain the love she felt, and it was bubbling to the surface in remarkable fashion. The blonde decided to wear nothing much, just a simple chequered skirt and top, something she wouldn't dare wear to high school but was more than happy to wear for Holly. Just at that moment, the door swung open. Holly-Raine's silhouette appeared from the light beaming upon her entrance, those silky tresses of brown hair flowing down her sweet elfin face. Cassie was at once ready to stand, to embrace her with strong caring arms, till she saw that distressed look on her lovely Holly's lips. It was then that she realized that Holly had been running here in the rain, her hair was clearly dampened by the rapidly growing bouts of drizzle from the night sky. But the look of unquiet was much more significant. It was almost as if Holly had made a realization that would change her life entirely. Cassie had to address the concern. "Holly...?" Her voice called out. "Is something wrong?" There were tears in Holly's eyes. "Oh Cassie... Cassie... I can't do this anymore. I can't. I know we kissed, but... I don't want that from you. I want... no I *need* your love, I need you to love me, I need you to hold me like no other has... I need you with all my heart..." "Holly..." The girl in question slowly ambled across the room, moving towards a stunned Cassie. She sat down easily on the bed, staring into Cassie's eyes with her own emerald ones; they contained all the love you imagine. "I am in love with you, Cassie Robbins." That was the simple statement that struck Cassie in the heart. To know that her Holly-Raine was in love with her, no mere crush but real love, was an experience that simply cannot be described. The elation Cassie felt was so enormous she felt that she might burst. But Holly had decided that those would be the last words she would speak. No other words needed to be said. Holly smiled at Cassie, a smile of un-revoked admiration and a deeply hidden desire. The brunette Texan clasped Cassie's cheek with both hands, and leaned in, tilting her head to the side. Cassie's body was set on fire as she received her most desired kiss. Holly-Raine sighed with contentment as her pink rosy lips connected with Cassie's, relishing that soft feel of the blonde teen. Holly wasted no time with patience, and pushed her tongue from between her lips to the slight separation of Cassie's, and thrust that wet digit into her love's mouth. Cassie's eyes opened up from surprise at Holly's forthrightness, her own tongue forced into action with Holly's more active one. Still, Cassie picked up the idea swiftly, their tongues began massaging each other, teasing and probing. At that point, Holly let herself become more loose, a form she was more prone to, and released her hands from Cassie's continuingly reddening cheeks. One of her lithe arms wound itself around Cassie's neck and into her mess of blonde hair. Holly ran her fingers though the tousled hair, pushing Cassie's head as close to hers as possible. The other hand moved down Cassie's body, giving quick squeezes to her breasts, shielded from view by the shirt. Holly's hand slowly moved downwards, until in reached her love's waist. Holly broke the kiss with a gasp, drawing in air. Cassie did the same, her hands respectfully at her sides. She knew full well of what was about to come. Holly disentangled her hand from Cassie's hair, and used it to help the other hand undo the button skirt. After some effort it came off, and Cassie trembled as Holly pushed that (and her panties) down her legs. Removing Cassie's shoes and socks, Holly-Raine followed her desire and took off the panties and skirt. The lower half of Cassie's torso was completely revealed. Though she kept her mind and eyes focused on Cassie's wet womanhood, her busy hands yanked up her shirt as far as Cassie's body would allow, leaving the sweet teen's breasts in full view. With one hand grabbing on to Cassie's left mound, the other hand poised at her thigh, Holly thrust her face into the ridge between Cassie's hips. The blonde girl cried out, her head dropping back onto her pillow. Cassie saw stars as Holly-Raine's long piercing tongue split apart the folds of her sopping recess. The moans and cries poured out into the night as the two lovers expressed their love physically, un-afraid of what anyone else might say or think. That was all that mattered, the simple fact that they were in love. ********** Cassie cried out, her voice coarse and drawn. Her eyes were tightly shut, her mouth wide open Cassie worked over her left breast with her left hand, squeezing the light flesh and pinching the pink nipple that topped it off. Her right hand she used to masturbate herself, pushing two fingers, index and middle, as deep inside herself as her body would allow. Her hips bucked against the penetrating fingers, her cries in rhythm with thrusts she made. Cassie continued to please herself with those wracking dreams of her sweet midnight angel, the luscious Holly-Raine. With one final jerk, Cassie buried her two fingers up her pussy as deeply as ever, eliciting its usual reaction, a throwing, rending, powerful climax that her body had no power to resist. Though her screams seemed to indicate that she was enjoying herself, there was the unmistakable glint of dewdrop tears in her eyes. ********** "We shouldn't be doing this here... Linda..." Debbie Harding, better known to the student body of Atlantic High as Miss Harding, rolled her head backwards, as Linda Blake (Better known as the English teacher, Miss Blake) kissed and nibbled gently at the sweet flesh of her smooth neck. Her long fingers clamped down hard on the desk that behind was gently leaning on, while Linda, besotted with her eager lust, softly placed those butterfly kisses. The two of them were in one of the three main English Studies rooms, fairly concealed from view. The blind over the door window had been pulled down; there was no other way for someone to see what was going on. They were alone and free to do as they pleased for the next two hours. But Debbie still felt... nervous, fooling around with Linda at school like this. But then, after what happened last night, Debbie had doubted that she could stand to be around Linda. Linda pulled back enough to speak. "Why not? It's Tuesday morning; the kids won't be here for hours. Let's just enjoy the moment, okay?" Debbie pulled back, as best as she could. "Stop for a second. I just came to ask you about the student report for Jenny Taylor. She's in my History class as well and I'd-" Taking no notice of Debbie's wishes, Linda clasped Debbie by her full cheeks, by both hands, and drew her in for a short, abrupt but forceful kiss. It was a sort of way to silence her worries. "Who cares about that right now?" The younger woman said, withdrawing. "What matters is that I just want to be with you." The moment Linda's hand touched her thigh, Debbie became much more direct. "...You are trying to make me forget about last night, aren't you?" It was that comment that finally made Linda back away. The shorthaired blonde rolled her eyes in exasperation, removing her hand from Debbie's silky thigh. "Do we need to bring that up? Lets just forget about it." Suddenly, anger filled Debbie's eyes. "Why won't you commit to me?" The statement was said with power. Its echo hung in the following silence like a wound in the flesh. Linda suddenly felt awkward around Debbie, the itch between her legs was now a fond memory. But this was not the first time this issue had gotten in the way of their relationship. The two had gotten together about eight months ago, during a particularly taxing school progress inspection. Debbie and Linda never really knew each other, but after that inspection, the school's teachers banded together and started to coerce themselves into working as a team. Unlike the rest of the teachers, Debbie and Linda genuinely liked each other. So much so that they started to see each other outside of school, at parties, clubs and bars. They really enjoyed each other's company, and respected each other academically, which made for an interesting combo. But, as fate would have it, simple friendship can always spring up into something more. After two months, Debbie and Linda were admitting the attractions to each other. Since that day, the two had been having a secretive relationship, friends and co-workers at school, lovers at home. They had to keep the connection under wraps, lest fellow teachers or parents didn't approve. Things were great for the both of them though, and nothing seemed to be wrong. But then, just recently, their relationship had hit a snag. Debbie had been talking about commitment. Now although she didn't look it, Debbie was 34 years old and she had been around the block quite a few times. She couldn't count the amount of times she had started a relationship with a woman only to know three months down the line that it was going nowhere. She was at the stage in her life when she needed to have stability, as well as mind-blowing sex. It wasn't much to ask was it? Needless to say, Linda didn't quite see it that way. She was 26, a full eight years younger than Debbie was. Though she was walking on the latter half of her twenties, she still felt 18 at heart. It was why the students liked her so much. Linda seemed to understand them on some level. She wanted to be spontaneous and carefree, life was a gift and she didn't want to waste it doing one simple thing for extended periods of time, hence the clash of opinions. It wasn't revealed until last night. Linda made an evening lunch for two of them, just some lamb and side salads she had whipped up. Debbie came over as planned, at 11.00, and she planned to stay the night. During the meal, Debbie stopped eating and eagerly presented her lover with a velvet box. You didn't have to be an award-winner to know what that meant. The moment she opened the box, Linda was stunned at the gift Debbie had purchased. It was an exquisite silver ring, capped off with a beautiful sapphire stone. Linda was speechless. She loved it, she really did, but she froze the moment Debbie said, `It's a sort of commitment ring. I see it as a symbol of my love for you.' Two words in that statement literally paralysed Linda. `Commitment' and `Love'. Linda cared for Debbie, that was in all respects a certainty, but they had never spoken about commitment, let alone love. After Debbie realized that no declaration of Linda's respective love was coming, she simply made her apologies and left, leaving behind the ring. That was the real reason Debbie was not willing to `fool around'. And it had also not escaped her notice that Linda wasn't wearing the ring. Linda stepped away from Debbie, walking around the desks that still had stray pieces of paper hanging around them "Maybe we shouldn't be doing this." Linda replied curtly. Debbie's exotic eyes narrowed. "Why are you avoiding the question? Why can't you commit to me?" "I just can't, okay?" "That's not an answer." Debbie retorted. Linda continued to pick up papers. "Well it's the only answer I'm giving you, Debs." "I don't believe this," Debbie said quietly. "Do you really need to act likethis?" It was then that Linda gained her own anger. "Stop doing that!" "Doing what?" "Talking to me like I'm one of your students! God, Debbie, you can be so patronizing sometimes, do you know that? I said I can't commit to you, end of story. Stop treating me like I'm a child." "Then stop acting like one." Debbie jabbed. "You know what? Maybe I need someone with a bit more maturity. Maybe we should just forget the whole thing." It was then that Linda stopped picking papers. "Huh? Wait a minute Debbie, we-" Too late. The door slammed shut with a jarring thud as Debbie stepped out of the room. Linda couldn't believe it. Had Debbie... broken up with her?" ********** Chris Angel says, - Hey all! Sorry for my absence, but I've come back with a new fiction for you all. Now I know what you must be thinking, `why is Chris Angel starting a spin-off for Holly-Raine when he hasn't finished with Anna yet?' Well I wanted to do a story that people could have a say in (i.e. what they'd like to see in a certain chapter, who they'd like to see doing the big nasty) and this way, I can be more flexible. So if you have a chapter idea you'd like to see, just drop me a line. Be aware that the Debbie/Linda storyline is inflexible; I have definite plans for it so I can't change them around. Anything you might want for Holly is fine though. This was just an introduction chapter. I plan to be a little more `creative' when it comes to future chapters I know we all can't wait for that! ^_^ - From the 20th of January, I will also be taking commissions. So if there is a story you'd like me to write for you, e-mail me or if you'd just like to talk and get to know me better, e-mail me at kandiface@hotmail.com - There'll be two storylines in this fiction, one about Holly's exploits (before the arrival of Anna to Atlantic High), the other about the relationship between Debbie and Linda. I felt it was necessary to have a humoured, carefree storyline (Holly) to cheer people up and remind them of the fun a girl can have. And at the same time, I wanted to show a serious lesbian relationship (Linda and Debbie) to be real and present the snags and pitfalls a genuine relationship can go through. - Thanks to all for the support and e-mails you've sent me. And apologies to everyone who emailed me after the 15th of December, I wasn't home to reply to you. It's all your kind words that give me the strength to keep writing.
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