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Sunday, 11:15
(Taylor <3)
• Heyy mi amor do you want to have a sleepover this friday? Ty and mom won't be here so I figured we could hang out!! Love you :P
(You)
• Hello love
• Sure I'll come by after my ballet lesson! Love you too :)
Ahhhh we're gonna hang out for a whole night?? And we're gonna sleep together?? Oh god wait is she expecting us to... Holy guacamole do I need to shave?? And my pjs are NOT attractive at all- Lord help me.. sigh I'll just improvise.
WHAT AM I THINKING OF COURSE I'M NOT GONNA IMPROVISE??
But Taylor is kind, she wouldn't make fun of me for being inexperienced.. but she might be hurt that I didn't make any efforts for our first real night together as a couple.. oh god we ARE a couple! That sounds so weird... Girlfriends... Partners... Lovers... Partners? Jayce and Viktor much? I need to make her watch Arcane it's so good- I NEED TO FOCUS. First thing, buy some nice pj's. Wait, what type of pjs do I usually wear? Lemme check.
She walks to her bedroom and searches in her wardrobe, pulling out a "Ballerin-Ash!" oversized green t-shirt with a zoom on her face that Aiden got her for her birthday, and grey sweatpants. Not sexy at all.
"I guess I'll have to go to the store... Where do I even buy this type of shit? Hot topic? Hell no..."
After some research on the internet and after deleting her sus search history; "shaving female genital parts" "sexy pj's" "hot makeup ginger girl"- and more, she grabs her wallet and walks to the nearest Etam (it's a french underwear and pjs store idk if it's only a french thing or not)
"Good morning young lady! What can I get you?" The cashier walks to her with a smile. A smile too big to be real. And who could actually be happy to work in this type of shop? Besides from lesbians, perverts and the 40 years old women on period explaining vids on YouTube who will show you a picture of a vagina and still stay focused and calm- shit, what was the question again?
"Oh uhm, I'm here for pj's and-" she gets cut off by the woman
"Oh wonderful! What exactly are you looking for? We have shorts, pants, shirts, dresses, or something more.. y'know"
She feels a blush creeping up her cheeks as the woman awkwardly shifts her weight between her feet, waiting for her (clearly young and inexperienced) client to break the silence and let her do her job
"Uhm.. shorts and a shirt would be nice, if that's possi-" she gets cut off again and feels her eye twitching in annoyance
"Wonderful! Follow me, I'll help you find what you need! So here we have dark shades, here more light ones, here we have thigh-length shorts and here, sleeping jorts. I'll let you look around, don't hesitate to call me if you need anything! Oh, and the changing rooms are over there in the back!" She smiles and disappears faster than Ashlyn's innocence did when she walked in the store, which is impressive
The ballerina's eyes land on a pair of pastel purple thigh-length silk shorts with a little ribbon, matching with a shirt of the same color, also decorated by a small ribbon on the collar. Purple being Taylor's favorite color, this outfit seemed like a gift from the universe, and Ashlyn immediately grabbed them to buy them
"A wonderful choice!- (she says "wonderful" a lot- wait i need to focus)- Don't you want to try them on?"
NO I DON'T
"Oh okay"
NOOOOOOOOOOOO-
And here she is, trying to put on her shorts while holding the curtain of the changing room so she wouldn't accidentally flash the smiling cashier and humiliate herself
Stupid fucking shorts- It's cold in here- Why do I look so awkward in the mirror- I'm gonna get a hips cramp from bending so weirdly- ow here it is-
"Are you alright in here, miss?"
"YES."
"Damn okay"
After some time, she manages to fit in the shorts and shirt and stares at herself in the mirror.
She had an untied braid from twisting around, she was catching her breath, and oh god she looked so silly in this trying-to-be-hot outfit..
So of course she bought it.
"47.90, by card or cash?"
"Cash.."
...
Okay, now that I have the pajamas, I need to uhm do some research on how to shave and... Do stuff. It would be embarrassing if she had to show me everything. Wait why am I assuming she knows this type of stuff?? Am I a pervert?? FOCUS ASHLYN GRACE BANNER.
...
Am I seriously about to watch gay porn? What did I mess up in my life? What if my parents come in? What do I tell them? What if I get disgusted of sex and we can never sleep together- WHAT IF SHE GETS DISGUSTED BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T EXPECT ME TO KNOW ABOUT IT??
She clicks on play and an expression of shock and confusion spreads on her face. That's the other side of gay porn... Aiden would call it "sword fighting". She gags and clicks on another video.
Oh, that's actually romantic... Kinda cliché, but cute... Wait a damn second- DID SHE JUST SHOVE A BROOM UP THERE?? OH HELL NAH.
"sex" -1:27pm
"Lesbian sex" -1:34pm
"Lesbian sex beginner" -1:47pm
"Lesbian sex beginner no toy" -1:59pm
"Kdlsidkskdkjdskjdjd" -2:06pm
Okay, that was disgusting and worthless. I still have no idea what to do. I'll just impor- no you won't Ashlyn be for real. Should I ask mom?.. I mean she definitely knows more than me and- no way. I am NOT asking my mother how to eat my girlfriend's ass. Pft, that sounds silly, eating ass. OH GOD.
She buries her face in her hands and groans, frustrated that all of this was so complicated.
...
I'm definitely gonna have to ask her how to shave tho... It should be the same than shaving armpits, right? Just some cream and stuff so it doesn't start itching...
"Mom?.."
"Yes love?"
"How do I shave down there"
The poor woman chokes on her coffee and looks up at her daughter in disbelief, then smiles (WHY DO ADULTS SMILE ABOUT SUCH EMBARRASSING STUFF)
"Oh Ashlyn, you're growing so fast.. come with me, I'll show you. Don' freak out, none of us are gonna get naked"
That's supposed to reassure me?
"Look, if that's your uhm ... Lady part, and that's the razor, you need to start by-"
(I'm gonna skip that part for three reasons. 1, I have no idea how to shave a pussy. 2, I do not want to write that. 3, you do not want to read that.)
One hour later, Ashlyn was rubbing her sore back from bending over in the shower to shave correctly, when she jolts up as her father walks in her room
"Ashlyn, your mother told me about what you asked her, and that's totally fine and not my business, but I want to talk to you about something."
Oh god please no
"Uh yes? What do you want to talk about?"
He sits down on her bed next to her
"You see, as your father, it's my job to make sure you don't make mistakes and don't get hurt. I know you're not really interested in romance, and honestly I'd rather that than having my daughter squealing around and drooling over movie stars, but with you asking this type of questions to your mother, and the whole puberty thing... I want to make sure you know what you're doing, okay? If you want to have... An intimate adventure with a boy you like, you need to mentally prepare, to know that he's the right one, that he's mature enough to know when to stop, that he's using protection... And it better not be that Aiden friend of yours, he might have rabies. Your mother agrees with me on this point, the side effects of birth control are too dangerous for your growing body, and that's settled. But, please don't ruin your youth with a stupid mistake, okay?"
"Dad...I'm a lesbian"
"I know you're gonna say it's embarrassing and- wait what"
"I am not romantically attracted to boys, or men for that matter. I love girls, dad. I know this is sudden and you probably had a whole speech about using protection, but... I know what I like, and it's not a phase. I've been feeling this way for a year or so, and I don't think it's going to change. I hope you support me-"
She gasps as he pulls her into a hug
"Of course I support, Ashlyn... I love you so much, my brave trooper... Not matter who you like or who's your boy- I mean girlfriend, you're always my daughter and I will always, always love you, you hear me? I'm so glad you trust me enough to come out to me..."
She feels tears streaming down her cheeks and onto her father's sweater, but they were tears of joy. She hugs him back and smiles as he whispers reassurances in her sensitive ears
"You're valid... We'll always love you... You don't need to hide anything from us... We'll always be by your side... My brave daughter..."
Once she's calmed down and wiped her tears, she pulls back and suddenly notices her mother standing in the doorway, tears in her eyes too.
"You're a lesbian? That means we can gossip about girls?"
She chuckles; "yes mom, of course we can"
Mike adds a quiet "I have the most "girls" experience here..." but still gets up and leaves the two women alone, smiling as he closes the door
Emma jumps on the bed and rests her head in her hands
"Do you have a crush? Tell me about her!"
"Actually... I have someone in my life"
"Oh god who is she?? Do I know her??"
"It's Taylor, mom... You know, Marianna's daughter, the Mexican girl with long, brown hair, always smiling, mechanics club?"
"You have my blessing, please marry her"
She blushes and hides her face in her palms
"Mom!"
"Oh wait wait wait- You're going to her house on friday, right?"
"Yes... I am... I mean, unless you don't want me to now that you know we're dating"
"You can spend the whole weekend with her if you want to, love! She's such a sweet girl, I'm glad it's her. Don't break her heart."
"What- I don't plan to??"
"You better not. Well, I have some work to do. We'll continue this conversation later, young lady"
"I feel threatened..."
Her mother winks and leaves her room, leaving the ginger teen confused and lost. Too much stuff had happened in the past ten minutes. First, the whole talk with her dad, then coming out, and now her mother wanted to fan girl over her love life?? "She's such a sweet girl" My ass. Be for real, Taylor would break her spine in half if she did.
Being a lesbian is difficult and simple all at once...
...
(To avoid confusion, team 1: Ben and Logan. Team 2: Aiden and Tyler)
"Wait, so you two are gonna have a sleepover while I'm at Aiden's house? You could have warned me earlier, Tay" Tyler raises an eyebrow and looks at the two girls from the volleyball court.
"Sorryyyyy I forgot! Oh, are y'all playing volley? Can we join in?" Taylor asks, excited
"You can join once we win the next point- I wish I could hang out more with y'all, but I have to work at the flower shop.." Logan sighs and receives the volley ball, sending it back over the net
"Yeah cause you're poor" Aiden says as he jumps on the floor and hits the ball back right as it was about to touch the ground to avoid losing. The ball flies up towards Tyler
"Last time I checked I'm poor too, Aiden." Tyler jumps and smashes the ball, sending it over the net, on the floor. He slaps the back of Aiden's head and Logan chuckles
"OWW- First, that's boyfriend abuse! secondly, you slayed that smash, babygirl~ And thirdly, you won't be poor anymore once we'll get married"
"I- what the..."
"Eh, you're blushingggggg~"
"No I'm not."
"Yes you areeeee"
"Shut up, idiot."
"Make me!"
"Stop being gay and pass me the ball" Ashlyn rolls her eyes and grabs the volley ball from Tyler's hands, throwing it over the net.
She grimaces when it lands in Ben's face, already fearing for her life
"Sorry- I SAID SORRY AAH-"
She closes her eyes when she sees Ben raising his arm to throw the ball FUCKING HARD at her, but a few seconds later, she still felt no crushing pain, so she opens her eyes and sees Taylor holding the ball a few inches in front of Ashlyn's face, stopping it in its way to hit the ginger haired girl.
"Ben. She didn't mean to hit you. So don't even TRY to purposefully throw the ball in her face. You know that you're strong. Use it for good reasons. No seas gillipolas." She says coldly, letting go of the ball
"How did you manage to stop that with one hand-" Aiden stares at her, shocked
"Se va a la mierda..." Tyler sighs
Taylor glares at him; "Vete a cagar."
"Damn, remind me not to piss you off, girl" Aiden bows down and smirks
"Are we not gonna talk about how Ben tried to kill me?"
"Who? Ben? Nah he wouldn't hurt a fly!" The blonde boy sticks out his tongue at Ben, whose eye was twitching in anger
"He's coming for me isn't he- AHHH HELP-"
As the Thursday afternoon passes, where a reigning chaos occurs like every other day, the two lovebirds can't help but hope the hours would pass faster, and that they would finally arrive to the end of the week
...
"Bye guys! See y'all on Monday!" Taylor smiles as Tyler and Ben leave to go to Aiden's house, and Logan leaves to his grandparents' shop. She turns to her girlfriend, who was fiddling with her braid as she waited for her dad to pick her up and drive her to her ballet class.
"Can I come with you? I've never really seen you dance, and I'd love to! Pleaseeeeee mi amor" she brings her hands together to beg Ashlyn
"I mean... Sure, I guess, as long as you don't disturb the class, my teacher should be fine with it" She twirls her braid around her finger
"Ashlyn, cariño, I'm asking if you are okay with it, I don't give a fuck about your teacher." She takes her girlfriend's hand away from her hair and squeezes it
"Oh! Well... I'd love to" she smiles softly and squeezes Taylor's hand back
"Yippie!!!"
"As long as you don' play Dame tu cosita in my dad's car"
"Awww why?"
"I know it's freaky and he knows Spanish."
"Oh joder de mierda- he does?? I've been swearing in Spanish in front of him for MONTHS"
"Don't worry, they love you"
"What do you mean? Do they know about us?"
"Perhaps I told them"
"What did they say?? Do they support?? If they know, why aren't they making you stay home instead of sleeping at my house??-"
Taylor gets cut off by a kiss from the ginger haired girl
"Stop spiraling, yes they support, and I said they love you, they're glad you're my girlfriend and my mom wants us to get married, so they don't mind me sleeping at your house. I'll tell you about my unplanned coming out later, when we'll be at your house. Oh, I see my dad! Follow me!"
She takes Taylor's hand and pulls her towards Mike's car. He greets them with a knowing smirk and says in a sing-song tone:
"I saw everything~"
"DAD!"
"You two are cute"
Taylor and Ashlyn stay quiet, both a blushing mess, as they drive to the ballet class.
Mike smirks and starts blasting "Born this way" to break the silence
"Please get me out of here-" she hits her forehead against the window
"It's your hymn, Ashlyn!" He laughs
"NO DAD IT'S NOT?"
"No matter gay straight or biiii lesbian transgender lifeeee~"
"Oh god"
"Your father is funny, Ash" she smiles and takes her hand
"Please don't side with him..."
"Call me Mike, sweetie"
"I'll try to remember... Mike"
"Woah look out the window, it's my will to live flying away!"
"Ashlyn!"