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This is Fucking Gay - Part 2

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On a break between classes, Nicole and Jecka went outside to smoke. Jecka takes out two semi-expensive cigarettes and lights both up, handing one to Nicole, who approaches and takes a long puff of it, blowing rings of smoke soon after.

— … Were you serious about fucking me? — Jecka breaks the confortable silence.

— Fucking you in what.

— Leather?

— Oh. I thought you were saying that I was fucking you in some subject.

— That’s also true, I really cannot skip more history classes.

— Why are you bringing that up? You know I would not fuck you.

— Somehow, I cannot decline neither accept you fucking me.

— Yeah, I have this power. So, does that make you gay? — she puffs again.

— Oh no, I’m not gay. I just kiss girls because all the boys suck. — she blows smoke.

— Damn, you’re right. I should start doing this too.

— Have you ever kissed someone here?

— I did kiss Ari at some point. You?

— I kissed Kelly at a party. — she looks down, not fully accepting what she just said.

— Really now? Kelly? Come on, I’m prettier than that.

— Yeah you are… I was, like, super drunk. — Jecka looks up again and takes one more, excited. Nicole chuckles between another puff of the cigarette. A very genuine laugh. Then, she looks down on her own cigarette, smirking.

— So I'm prettier huh?

— You're saying that like you don’t know it. — Jecka grins.

— I think you’re prettier than me.

— Well, duh, but your dad is dead and that’s hot.

— You wished your dad was dead, that is also hot. — they stare each other for a while, not even putting her lips on the cigarettes. Jecka looks down, smiling, and talks.

— You’re more fucked up. Like, you are a damned sociopath. You make me question reality sometimes. Like, if I had made some screwed choice somewhere I would end up arrested and it would be your fault somehow.

— … — this small… confession? Maybe that’s not the definition, but it surely was enough to make Nicole’s eyes widen. After recovering, she smirks. — That’s hot. What is with you today, you keep making me turned on. — she teases, using a more sexy voice.

— You just proved my point. — Jecka smiles, looking at Nicole. The brunette approaches Jecka and rubs her cigarette against hers. — … Somehow, that’s gayer than gay sex.

— I saw this on tumblr, like, some girl puffed some smoke on the mouth of the other girl and they kissed.

— I don’t know If I think this is hot or terrifying.

— A bit of both?

— I’m not trying.

— Yeah, I’m too straight for kissing. — Nicole chuckles, eyes trading views between Jecka and the cigarettes rubbing.

— And you are too straight to do what the hell you are doing right now? — Jecka raises one eyebrow, amused.

— We do drugs together, it is worse than this. — Nicole takes some steps back, returning to smoke normally. — Like you would not fuck me. — Jecka chuckles, rolling her eyes softly.

— I feel like this conversation is returning to the same point.

— Yeah, I’m repeating myself because I know that if I repeat myself long enough you will agree.

— Do you want to do gay sex?

— Do you?

— … Again, I do not have an answer.

— Fuck. Just say yes so I can reject you.

— Why? I’m freaking hot.

— So? I can resist. — Nicole’s eyes squint in a sensual way.

— I passed out last week on your bed and you gave me water when I woke up, that's pretty gay.

— That’s the bare minimum! — she smiles, still trying to keep the fight.

— Well, you never do the bare minimum, how should I know when you are flirting and when you are being a bitch?

— Joke is on you, I do both at the same time. — she blows more smoke.

— True though… — Jecka follows.

— Should we kiss to end the debate?

— It is pretty gay to keep asking me to kiss you.

— True. — Nicole puffs some smoke. — … You think I’m a homossexual?

— Honestly, I’m pretty high on percs right now, I'm not thinking about anything.

— Yeah, this is going nowhere.

— Is it wrong to fuck a girl?

— We should not fuck. We are too pretty to fuck each other. It will cause an imbalance in the world.

— Can we kiss though?

— I guess a peck would be fine.

Nicole throws her cigarette on the ground and steps on it. After that, she approaches Jecka, who puts her cigarette down. Without hesitation, Nicole grabs Jecka’s chin and pulls closer, as the blonde leans to a peck – which should be brief. It lasts a bit more than expected, and, as Jecka’s hands pull Nicole closer, they both start to put tongue on it. After probably some minutes, as they lost track of time, Nicole takes one step back, separating the two. Jecka takes a second to breathe. As soon as she can talk, Nicole wipes her mouth and exclaims:

— Bitch, is this the $1 lipstick from that atrocious store at the mall? — Nicole seems actually upset.

— It is strawberry, thank you.

— Holy shit, you’re poor as fuck.

— Bitch, I bought Starbucks.

— And you kiss me with this lipstick??

— Bitch, I buy you adderall every fucking week.

— And you chose to kiss me with that lipstick.

— Like I would know I was going to kiss you.

— You have to be prepared everyday to kiss me.

— … — without response, they stay in silence for some seconds — Should we do it again or…

— No bitch, your lipstick FUCKING SUCKS.

— YOU KISSED ME FOR SEVERAL MINUTES.

— ‘CAUSE I AM A GOOD FREAKING ACTRESS.

The bell rings. Their free time is over, Unfortunately, they cannot miss every class or they will fail school.

— Ugh, I have chemistry now. — Nicole rolls her eyes and crosses her arms.

— No we don’t.

— The subject, bitch.

— Oh.

Nicole grabs her bag and starts to walk into the school again. On the top of the staircase, she looks back at Jecka and says:

— Buy better lipstick for next time.

— For next–

Before hearing any response, Nicole walks away, towards the Chemistry’s class. Jecka is left there, confused. After thinking for some seconds, she grabs her stuff too and goes to her class, but not before leaving a remark:

— … What an asshole fucking bitch. AND gay. She’s just… All the wrong in the world. — And she takes her steps, at a normal pace, going towards her class. She fixes her make up a bit, smiling.