Note: This story is not mine. The story was created by a writefag named Slazors, who can be found here- http://pastebin.com/u/Slazors

He didn't fully update his story, so I've posted it up to the point in which he left off in his last thread.





"I'll catch up with you guys later. I gotta return this." 
>Your friends look to see the book you're holding up and scoff.
>"Anon, why do you even waste your time reading?"
"Its not a waste of time you uneducated fuck. You should try it some time."
>He shrugs.
>"Whatever, Anon."
>Your friends walk off as you head to the library. 
>You're excited. 
>REAL excited. 
>You stop by the library often these days.
>You enjoy reading. You really do, but Ms. Cheerilee tutors in the library after school on Fridays. 
>You're fucking estatic.
>Maybe you should start taking tutoring with her.
>Fucking brilliant.
>You've always had a thing for older women. 
>Her overall friendliness and happiness is just contagious to you.
>You look down at your book and flip through it nervously as you make your way to the library.
>Heading up the stairs, you look to your right down the hallway.
>Library.
>Alright, here goes nothing.
>You make your turn and approach the large library doors. 
>Pushing them open, you're immediately hit with the familiar, musky scent of books. 
>Fresh
>You glance left.
>Then right.
>"Afternoon, Anon." 
>You glance over at the reception desk.
"Afternoon." you say, walking up to the librarian.
"Say, have you seen Cheerilee around?"
>She shakes her head.
>"She cancelled for today."
>FUCK.
"Ah, well...okay. Thanks for the info."
>"Is there anything I can help you with?"
>You nod.
"Yeah, I need to return this...and I'm going to see if I can find something worth checking out."

>She takes your old book and you begin sifting through the shelves.
>You're drawn to science fiction novels, but you're looking to expand today...maybe fantasy or something. 
>You drag your index finger across potential titles. 
"No....No...No...." you mumble to yourself.
>Nothing is really sounding interesting to you.
>"You just grazed over a couple of really good ones."
>You glance over.
>Twilight Sparkle.
>You've seen her here in the library a couple times, but never spoken to her.
"Yeah? Like what?"
>She leans over next to you and starts poking through what you've already looked at.
>"Liiike...This one."
>She pulls a book from the shelf and holds it up to you. 
"When Two Become One?" 
>"Yup! Its about a guy who gets transported to another world and falls in love with someone from there." 
"Romance? Pffft" You scoff.
>She glances at you.
>"Romance can be a very interesting read!" she retorts.
>You shrug.
"Nah, not my thing. Not one of those lovey types of people." 
>"What kind of stories do you like?"
>You think over her question for a moment, not really realizing you're having a conversation with a total stranger.
"Oh, well...Action, Adventure, Science-ficition..."
"Ooh! Good taste! But, maybe you should go outside your comfort level."
>She offers the book to you.
"I dunno..."
>"Whats your name?" she asks.
"Oh. My names Anon. Nice to meet ya."
>"A pleasure. I'm Twilight Sp-"
"Sparkle."
>"You've heard of me?"
"Well, yeah, you're in the Rainbooms."

>"A fan?"
"Oh yeah! You and Rainbow Dash have amazing voices. And her guitar work is fantastic."
>"Whats your favorite song?"
"Music In My Soul...easy." 
>"Wow. Didn't know we had any actual dedicated fans...."
>You take the book that she previously offered to you.
"Yeah, I've been listening for awhile now."
>You glance down at the cover.
"I...guess I'll give this a read. Thanks for the suggestion."
>"No problem, Anon. Did you want to hang with the band sometime?"
"What, like actually get to meet everyone?" 
>She nods.
"That would be fucking fantastic!"
>She's taken aback by your foul language, but she nods in agreement.
>"Sounds like a plan. I'll talk with them about it...you can find me in the library after school most days. Meet me on Monday."
"Okay, sounds good."
>"Nice meeting you, Anon."
"Feelings mutual." 
>She walks off with a wave and goes back to her table where she's reading some weird looking book.
>She's pretty cute. You guys hit it off pretty well.
>Your thoughts still focus on Cheerilee, though.
>Ah well. You've got a whole weekend to relax, what are you worried about?
>Taking the book back to the front, you hand it to the librarian.
>"Anon, I had no idea you were that type of guy."
"What do you mean?"
>You glance down at the book.
"O-Oh, It was just a suggestion from Twilight, not my usual re-"
>She laughs at your sudden stuttering. 
>"Just kidding..."
>She swipes it with the laser scanning doohickey and hands it to you.
>"Its due in one week."

>"Oh, and Anon?"
>You take your book bag off.
"Yeah?"
>Putting your new book into the backpack she says, "I have a surprise for you."
>You turn and look at her.
"Eh?"
>She smirks and points to the library entrance.
>There are two windows on each side of the library doors...through on of them you can see Ms. Cheerilee.
>Heart skip.
>The librarian laughs at your reaction.
>"Anon, your face is all red."
>You glare at her.
"What are you talking about?"
>"Anon, you don't even take tutoring sessions with Cheerilee, yet you come in to see her everyday...and girls can tell these kinds of things. You like Ms. Cheerilee."
>You roll your eyes and sling your backpack back on.
"Yeah, I guess I do." you say, accepting your defeat.
>"Don't you think she's a bit..."
"Too old?"
>She nods
>Yeah, she must be in her mid 30's...and you're...well, in High School. You got to think of it realisitically, Anon. Women her age want a man. Not a boy." 
"You calling me a boy?"
>She shakes her head.
>"No, but you have to understand that she is probably going to see you that way."
>You give a discouraged look.
>"I'm not telling you to give up or anythi-"
>The library doors open. 
>Cheerilee enters, walking up to the reception desk.
>"Did any of my students come by?"
>The librarian turns to her.
>"Yes, but they've left already...I thought you cancelled...?"
>"I did, but my after school plans ran into some...complications."
>"Sorry to hear that....though."
>The librarian looks over to you.

>"Anon was looking for you though!"
>Cheerilee glances over at you.
>"Oh! Hi, Anon!"
"Hi..."
>"What can I help you with?"
>The librarian blurts out, "He needs help with his math!"
>You glance at the librarian. Then back at Cheerilee. 
>The librarian gives you a "GO!" signal
>With a sigh you say,
"Yeah. Math."
>"Okay, well have a seat at one of the tables and I'll see what I can help you with." 
>The librarian gives you a thumbs up. Well at least she tried hooking you up. 
>You walk over to the table, nervous as fuck.
>Just play it cool and everything will be fine, Anon.
>You pull out her chair for her.
>She giggles, "Why thank you, Anon! Such a gentleman!"
"Yeah. No problem."
>She sits down and you push her chair in for her.
>Okay, could NOT be going better so far.
>Sitting across from her at the table, you pull off your backpack and remember that you don't have math this semester.
>Shit....
>She waits patiently as you pretend to dig through your backpack. 
"Uhh, Cheerilee?"
>"Hmm? Yes, Anon?"
"I uhh...I don't actually have math." 
>She gives you a confused look.
>"Then...what did you want to see me for?"
>You rub the back of your head.
>"Well I was wondering if I could talk to you about something kind of personal."
>You talk to her on a regular basis, so something like this isn't entirely out of left field. 
>"Okay, Anon...well, what did you want to talk about? I must say this is kind of out of left field." 
>Shit. 
"Well, theres something I need to tell you."

>"Well, you can tell me anything, Anon. I may not be your teacher, but I'd certainly like to help." 
>You breathe in slowly.
>You breathe out slowly. 
"Well, Cheerilee, I was wondering if you want to like"
>You fiddle with your fingers, staring down at them.
"Maybe...spend some time together after school..." 
>She blushes.
>"Wh-What? What do you mean?"
"I don't know, like...going out and getting a drink or something."
>She starts shifting in her seat, looking kind of uncomfortable.
>"Gosh, Anon...I don't know what to say..." 
"Will you at least consider it?"
>"Anon...you're a great student, and a very handsome man, but...I feel as if you're too youn-"
"Too young? Come on, age is just a number."
>She blushes again.
>"Anon, I just think that you would be better matched with someone your age."
"Women my age don't really know what they want. They're still experimenting with what they want. I'm past that stage."
>She giggles.
>"Anon, you're still young too. You have a lot of things left to figure out."
>She stands up.
>"I'm really flattered, Anon...but I think we should stay friends."
>Ouch.
>That almost physically hurt.
>Disheartened, you nod slowly.
>Trying not to show disappointment, you smile.
"Right. Friends. Thanks for at least listening to what I had to say, Cheerilee."
>She waves her hand dismissively.
>"No problem, Anon...I should really get going though."
"Right..."
>"Goodbye, Anon."
>With that, she walks towards the exit.
>You lean back and sigh.
>Fuck.

>You put your palms over your face and sigh, stilling leaning back in your chair.
>You lose your balance.
"WoooOOOH-OOF"
>God dammit. This day couldn't get any worse.
>You rub your shoulder, having taken the brunt of your fall.
>"Need some help?"
>You look up...
>Twilight again.
"Yeah, thanks."
>She holds out her hand and pulls you up.
>"What was that all about?" she asks.
>You stare at her, wondering if you should even bother telling her.
With a sigh you say, "Well...she didn't accept my feelings."
>You pull your chair back up to its legs and sit back down, her sitting beside you.
>"What do you mean?"
"I like Ms. Cheerilee." 
>"What?! Really?"
>You nod.
"Yup."
>"Well what did she say?"
"Well...No, obviously."
>"I know that, but like...what did she SAY say." 
"Why do you care?"
>She glances away...then back at you.
>"Well, I was kind of watching...and you both looked really uncomfortable. Body language speaks volumes and...I couldn't help but notice."
>You shrug.
"Makes sense..."
>You sigh and lean forward, laying your chin on your arms.
"She said that I'm too young and that we should just stay friends."
>"Yeesh." she says.
"Yeah. Typical 'Dear John' letter." 
>She puts her hand on your arm.
>"I'm sorry to hear that, Anon...you can talk to me if you wa-"
"Nah, I'm fine." you say, sitting up and giving her a small smile.
>"You sure?"
"Yeah. Never better." 
>She looks at you suspiciously. 
>Then she smiles.
>"Want to hang out after school or something?"

>Your face goes red.
>She notices.
>"Heh, you alright, Anon?"
"W-What? Yeah...I'm fine. Schools over though."
>"Well then lets hang out now, then! You like books, right?"
"Yeah..."
>"Do you like A.K. Yearling?"
>Your eyes open a little wider.
"You like Yearling?"
>"Yeah, she's one of my favorites!"
"Mine too."
>"Whats your favorite book by her?"
"Cavern on Gilden's Peak." 
>You both continue talking about your favorite book for the next hour or so.
>You're really hitting it off this time.
>She tells you her favorite books and her favorite parts in them with a lot of enthusiasm. 
>You sit and listen for the most part, offering the occasional "mhm" and "yeah" to let her know that you're listening to what she has to say.
>"So then he actually discovers the machine that he needs to use for time travel and-"
>She glances at the clock.
>GASP
>"Oh man, I'm late!" she shouts.
"What?"
>"Oh, I can't believe this..." she says, packing up her things, having gotten a few books out of her backpack while she was talking to you.
>"Here! You can borrow this...and this..."
>She makes a small pile of books in front of you. 
>"And..."
>She scribbles down something on a sheet of paper.
>"Here."
"Whats this?"
>"My number! Gotta go! Oh, Rarity is going to be so mad." she says, throwing on her backpack.
>You're speechless as you look at the phone number.
>Well...that was certainly a turn around.
>"Bye, Anon!"
>You snap back to reality as you look at her leaving.
"Oh! Bye, Twilight!"

>She leaves, saying goodbye to the Librarian as she leaves.
>You look down at the piece of paper she gave you with a bitter feeling in your mind.
>A bitter sweet feeling.
>On one hand, Cheerilee completely shut you down.
>On the other hand, Twilight seemed to really like you.
>Ah, but the young ones always have so much baggage. 
>You sigh, laying your face down on the desk, arms around your head.
>You think over the situation.
>She is really pretty.
>Like...really pretty.
>She has the magenta stripe in her hair.
>She has a gorgeous smile.
>She's around the same age, but so what? Thats not that big of a problem.
>You push your head up and look around the library.
>Its quiet... 
>You sit up and stretch, a yawn following soon afterwards.
>Stuffing the books twilight gave to you into your backpack, you pick it up and realize you've got quite a heavy load to haul home. 
>Great. 
>Unable to carry it on just your one shoulder, you put your arms through both straps and start to walk towards the exit. 
>"Didn't go well with Cheerilee?"
>You shake your head.
"Not at all."
>"Maybe you just caught her off guard, Anon. You shouldn't give up just because of that."
>You look down at the floor and smile bitterly.
"She seemed pretty dead-set on her decision. Really off put by it. I think I'm just going to let this one slide."
>She looks at you suspiciously.
>"Did that Twilight girl change your mind?"
>You look up at her.
"Yeah, well, maybe." 
>She snickers at your comment.

"Anyway, I think I'm gonna hit the road. I'm tired." 
>"Alright. Well good luck with Twilight, Anon."
"Thanks. Peace."
>You wave to her and open the big library doors.
>On the other side is an empty hallway...
>Its eerily quiet for a school.
>What time is it?
>You glance at your wrist watch.
>5:22PM
>Well no wonder. Schools been out for more than 2 hours now.
>Taking a deep breath, you walk through the empty halls.
>The tapping of your shoes against the tile flooring causes a slight echo with each step you take. 
>Its just so weird for the building to be as quiet as it is. 
>...You really hope you don't run into Cheerilee.
>That being said, you're going to have to keep clear of the library for awhile. 
>But thats where Twilight always is...
>Oh fuck, there are awkward times ahead of you. 
>You groan...from a combination of being mentally exhausted and frustrated with the situation that you just realized is in your future. 
>You don't need this. Especially after getting shot down by the girl of your dreams. 
>Remembering what the librarian said, you wonder if she really just sees you as a boy and not a man.
>You push the school's front doors open and are pleasantly assaulted by the fresh air.
>You breath it in deeply.
>If theres anything you love, its fresh air. 
>You stretch your back a little bit and crack your neck.
"Ah..."
>It feels nice. 
>You make your way down the steps and take in your surroundings.
>Not a kid in sight.
>You figure you'll head home now.

>You walk down the side walk.
>Cheerilee.
>You try to think of something else.
>Cheerilee.
>You try to think of something that you like.
>CHEERILEE.
>You try to think of something that bothers you.
>Cheerilee.
>You can't get her out of your head.
>Its...just the devastation of being shut down the way you were.
>It actually kind of hurts.
>You really do like Cheerilee.
>What if the librarians right? What if all you did was catch her off guard?
>You sigh.
>Like you said before, she seemed pretty set in her decision. 
>She probably wants a man...not a boy...just as the librarian said.
>Do you really come off as just a boy to older women?
>You cringe at the thought of it.
>You need to be more like a man than a boy.
>Maybe you should get a job. 
>You got your license, but you can't even drink yet.
>Ugh. 
>You can't even legally do things that all adults can do. 
>Feeling discouraged, you keep walking home...your house not that far away.
>What to do today?
>Play video games?
>Browse the net?
>Who are you kidding? You are a boy.
>Your right hand in your pocket, you fiddle with the piece of paper Twilight wrote her number on...
>...Call Twilight?
>Isn't THAT a manly thing to do? Talk to women?
>Eh. Nothing thats going to change what Cheerilee thinks.
>Maybe you should stick with women your own age. 
>Its looking pretty grim for your thing for older women. They just want something that you can't offer. 
>You groan loudly as you approach your front door.

>Your mom's car isn't in the drive way.
>House to yourself.
>Thank god.
>You walk through the front door and kick off your shoes.
>Stepping inside the house, you pull your phone out of your pocket along with the piece of paper Twilight gave you.
>You tap into your contacts and put in her number, assigning her name to it. 
>Tapping the 'okay' button, you now have Twilight in your contacts.
>Her brand new contact page appears after confirming.
>At the lower left corner of your screen you see the button 'Call'
>....
>Wouldn't it seem desperate to call her so early?
>....Yeah...If not a little bit creepy. Right?
>What if she thinks that you're not interested by not calling her?
>You play around with the thought in your mind for a bit.
>Sighing, you decide to give it a little time...but not too much.
>You put the phone back into your pocket and sit on your couch.
>You lean back and stare at the wall.
>Still thinking about Cheerilee.
>Are you ever going to get over this?
>She's amazing. Those beautiful green eyes, her poofy pinkish hair, those freckles, her smile, her laugh...
>You just had to make a move on her.
>You coudln't help it. You just feel that way about her.
>Its not all bad though...but you can't help but feel like you're not as good as you thought. 
>Whatever. You're going to play some video games, do your homework and relax...
>After all...you're just a boy.

>That night you lay awake in bed, the thunder booming outside.
>You can't sleep.
>So you stare the ceiling as you lay on your back.
>The pitter pattering from the rain relaxes you.
>Only to be sullied by the violent boom of the thunderstorm.
>You roll onto your side and look at your nightstand. 
>Phone, wallet, keys....
>Small stack of books Twilight gave you.
>Along with the book she recommended you. 
>When Two Become One
>Not being able to sleep, you get up and turn on your desk lamp, dimly illuminating the room. 
>Laying back down on your back, you open up the book and begin reading.
>The strain on your eyes immediately makes a wall of fatigue hit you, but you press on.
>...So far the book is pretty good.
>The main protagonist gets drawn into the world with the love interest's magic.
>The love interest feels guilty about stranding him in her world and takes him in.
>Its pretty interesting...you're pleasantly surprised. 
>You rub your eyes and yawn, letting the book rest on your chest.
>Something pops into your head.
>Maybe you can text Twilight about you like the book.
>That wouldn't seem creepy, desperate or uninterested...you'll just be telling her about the book. 
>Great idea.
>You check your clock
>1:45AM
>Well, thats going to have to wait.
>Putting a pencil into the book as a bookmark, you close it and set it onto your nightstand.
>Its still pouring outside, thunder roaring just as before.

>The wall of fatigue has hit you like a brick, but you can't help go to sleep with all that racket outside.
>Your mind drifts to Cheerilee once again.
>You replay what happened in your head over and over again, wondering what you could have said differently.
>Maybe you shouldn't have been so direct. 
>.....No, if she felt anything she would have at least reciprocated a little bit.
>She completely dropped you.
>You don't think theres anything else that you could have done.
>You sigh and turn over onto your side, facing the wall.
>Staring at the bland cream color of your wall, your mind continues focusing on your failed attempt at hooking up with Cheerilee.
>Just drop it. Its over now. 
>You think about her smile again.
>.....
>Maybe you shouldn't give up on her that easily.
>The thoughts of Cheerilee calm you down, though...taking your attention off of the thunder.
>Your eyes flutter closed, as you slowly fall asleep.
>.......
>Wha....
>Oh shit.
>You fell asleep.
>You sit up in your bed and look at the clock.
>God dammit, its almost noon. 
>Well thats what happens when you stay up reading...
>Its a good time to text Twilight at least.
>Okay, Anon...just compliment the book. Thats it. 
>You turn over and face your nightstand, picking up the phone. 
>Having retrieved it you flip on to your back and hover it above your face.
>Contacts.
>Twilight Sparkle.
>Send message.
"I'm really enjoying the book you recommended. Got a couple chapters in last night."
>Tap
>Send

>You set your phone down and throw your blanket off you.
>Heading out into the living room, you see that your mom is home now, she's in the kitchen doing her morning routine.
>"Anon!"
"Yeah?"
>"Why are you sleeping this late?"
"Thunder kept me up." You call towards the kitchen, walking down towards the bathroom.
>You do your morning routine: Piss, Shower, Dress.
>Your mind loses focus on Twilight and focuses on your morning ritual.
>After you're all fresh in clean clothes and clean from your shower, you exit your room again. 
>You start thinking about what you need to do today.
>"Anon, you really should get up earlier." your Mom says, talking to you from the couch.
>She's watching something boring on television while staring into her phone. 
>Her dark brown hair covers up her face, not looking towards you during her criticism. 
"Like I said, storm kept me up." 
>"Hows school going?" she asks, still not looking up.
>You sit on the couch next to her.
"Eh." 
>That got her attention.
>"Eh?"
"Yeah. Eh." 
>She squints at you.
>"Anon, if you bring me home any C's I'll-"
"No C's, Mom."
>"D's?"
"No."
>....
"F's?!"
>"No. What kind of student do you take me for?"
>She gives a satisfied nod.
>"Good..." she glances back to her phone.
>"So...."
>She smirks a little bit.
>"How's Ms. Cheerilee?"
>.....
"Shutup." 
>"Anon! Don't speak to your mother that way!"
>You roll your eyes. 
>"So, hows she doing?" 
"Fine."
>"....Yooouu havent talked to her?"
>You sigh
"Yeah, I did." 
>"And?"

>You remain silent.
>"Anon, I know you didn't want me to find about that...and I'm sorry for snooping through your tex-" 
"Its fine. I just don't want to talk about her."
>She laughs a little, "Aww come on, Anon! If you can tell your friends about her then why not me? I think its cu-"
"Heard anything from Dad lately?" you say abruptly, trying to change the subject. 
>She shakes her head.
>"No. Maybe you should call him yourself. Maybe he'll have some advice for you."
"Nah, I can handle it." 
>She scoffs.
>"I've met Cheerilee at PTA's, Anon. She's almost twice your ag-"
"Okay." 
>You get up from the couch and head back to your room.
>"All I'm saying is stick with women your age!"
"Alright. Thanks."
>You shut the door behind you and sit on the bed.
>Its true, sometimes she goes through your phone. You don't mind it too much since you don't really text anything THAT vulgar or personal, but she's crossed the line a few times. 
>Especially with this. Her knowing you like older women is just....awkward.
>You glance at your night stand. 
>Picking up your phone, you tap the screen on.
>3 new messages.
>Junk.
>Junk.
>Twilight.
>You tap open the Twilight message.
>"Yeah, its one my favorites! I have the entire series at home. If you want the sequels, just ask. Sorry it took so long for a response, I slept in."
>You tap back.
"Up reading all night?"
>Send.
>.....
>BZZZZZ
>"Yeah. I'm into a book that I can't put down, currently."
>You sit and think of a response.

"Well at this rate I'll be done with this book in a couple of days. I'll take the sequels off your hands, if you don't mind."
>Seems things are going smoothly.
>Maybe you should go after women your age.
>Twilight seems like a really nice girl, after all.
>BZZZZT
>"Yeah, no problem! I can bring them to school on monday, or you can come get them now if you want!" 
>Get them now...?
>You think about that comment for a moment.
>You'd get to go to Twilights house...
>Hmm...
>You start tapping.
"Yeah, I'll probably be finished with the first one today, so I can at least start the first one on Sunday!"
>You're only a couple chapters in, and you're nowhere near completing it...but you doubt she'll say no to that.
>"You walk to school?"
"Yeah."
>"Meet me in front of the school at 3 and I'll bring you them!"
>...Shit
>Ah well. At least you'll get to see her face to face again.
"Sounds good. See you then." 
>You lock your phone and set it down.
>Ah shit...better get in some better clothes. 
>More deoderant couldn't hurt either.
>You decide a second brush of your teeth could only work in your favor as well.
>You're hyped.
>Snazzing yourself up a bit, you make your way to the front dor.
>"Going out?" your mom calls from the kitchen.
"Yep." 
>"How long you going to be?" 
"Shouldn't be past 5 or so." 
>"Alright. Take care."
"Mhm." 
>You open the door, walk through the doorway and shut it behind you. 
>Ignoring your nervousness, you start walking down the sidewalk towards school.

>Not here.
>You check your wrist watch.
>3:12
>Fucking hell. 
>You pull out your phone.
>No new messages from her. 
>Whatever. She's a girl, they take forever with everything.
>You lean against the outer stone wall of the school, facing the street. 
>Tapping your phone screen for another 20 minutes you finally hear, "Anon!"
>You glance to your left down the sidewalk.
>Theres Twilight with a couple of books in tow.
>Someones with her. 
>Oh. 
>Its the lead guitarist of the Rainbooms...
>Rainbow Dash.
>GUHHF
>Oh shit, stand up, you idiot!
>You shoot up and make sure your back is straight as they approach. 
>"I brought you your books, Anon." she says with a smile on her face.
>"Oh! And meet my friend Rainbow Dash!"
>"Sup." she says, bored.
>Yeesh. Cold greeting.
"Hi, Rainbow Dash. I'm a big fan of your guitar work."
>"You dont say?" she says, looking at her nails. 
>Why does she seem so distant?
>Whatever.
>You take the books from her.
"Thanks a lot. I really hope that it isn't an issue."
>"Not at all! I have a huge collection of books in my room! Its like my own personal library."
"Wow, really?"
>"Yeah, I was just getting Rainbow a couple of-"
>"Twilight" she whispers, in an irritated tone.
>"Heh, whoops." 
>"I'm gonna head back to my place, Twi. Gotta practice. Nice meeting you, Anon." Rainbow says, leaving Twilight behind her and walking past you. 
>You turn around and watch as she leaves.
>"Don't mind her, Anon...she's just kind of closed off to new people."

>You can't help but look over your shoulder as she walks away.
"Are you...sure I didn't say anything?"
>She shakes her head.
>"No, Anon...She's just like that."
"Is it because you said she likes books?"
>"Yeah...you noticed?"
"Uhh, yeah? You said it right in front of me."
>"I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone. But since you know...can you promise not to tell anyone she likes reading?"
"Yeah. I guess so." 
>"Thanks."
>She fidgets a little bit...
"I promise I won't say anything. You can trust me with that kind of stuff."
>"No, its not that I think you'll tell...She's probably mad at me now. Thats all. Not your fault, Anon."
>You give her a dissatisfied look.
"Maybe I should go tell he-"
>"No! That will just make it worse. Give her space."
>This is awkward.
>A fitting awkward silence sets in
"So..."
>You try to set a new subject.
"You said something about you own personal library?"
>"Yep! I have books on every side of my wall, save the spots where my bed and desk are." 
"Thats crazy. You like books that much, eh?"
>She nods and smiles happily.
>"Yup! I can show you if ya want!" 
>.....
"Oh, heh, well, I don't know about tha-"
>"Its not a problem! You should meet my Mom! She's really nice!" 
>You're starting to get a bit nervous, sweat forming at your brow.
"Ah...thats okay."
>Her smile fades and she looks at you confused.
>"Anon? You okay?" 
>Come on. You like Twilight and you wanted to spend time with her. Don't back out now.
"I'm fine. Your library sounds cool."

>"So you want to see it? I like showing it off!" She says, smiling again.
>She's pretty cute.
"Yeah...sure."
>Smiling, she turns around and starts heading back the way she came.
>"Come on, Anon!"
>You breathe in and sigh.
>Here goes nothing.
>You pick up the pace and get up to her side.
>Its quiet between you two at first, but not really that awkward.
>"So...how much do you read?" she asks, trying to strike up conversation.
"Oh, here and there nothing like...extreme. I'm sure you get through one book in a couple of days."
>"I'd say thats a safe estimate."
"What got you into reading?"
>"I don't know, I guess its just something I really got interested in. I don't meet many people who enjoy reading too. Too many people these days are staring into their phones."
>You laugh and nod. 
"Yeah, my friends make fun of me for reading books."
>She looks at you with a confused look.
>"Anon, if they make fun of you for being who you are then they aren't real friends."
>You shrug.
"They're just being idiots and giving me shit. Its not a big deal."
>She seems to be taken aback by your harsh language again. Maybe you should tone it down on that. She's not that type of girl.
>She comes off to you as a lady. Not your typical 'bitch' at school.
>You like that about her. Its actually quite refreshing to meet someone like this. 
>You realize that your conversations died down.
"So you only sing, right?"
>She nods.
"Yeah, I don't think I'm cut out for an instrument!"

"Can't any of the other members of the band teach you?"
>"Nah. I'd rather not trouble them. Besides, I like to sing."
>You shrug.
"So you sing with Rainbow Dash?"
>"Yeah. So we hang out a lot because of that."
"She doesn't seem like the type that you'd hang out with."
>"I can see why you'd think that. I'm a bookworm and she's pretty much a school sports star." 
"And she secretly likes to read. Who'd have thought?"
>"Books are like music. Theres something out there for everyone. Just not everybody gives it a chance....I respect people who do though." 
"Its weird how its become somewhat of a taboo to read."
>"Yeah. Its a shame." 
>....
>"On a happier note, we're here." 
>She directs her open palm to a house on your right. 
>Its in a residential area with a lot of typical houses...but theirs just stands out. Its bigger than most, but not by too much.
"Nice place." you say.
>"Yeah. Its a great place to live. Good neighborhood, really quiet." 
>She walks up to the front door and knocks.
>Whys she knocking on her own door.
>Eh, she probably just wants to properly introduce you to her mother.
>Whatever, its fine.
>You both wait a couple of seconds before the door opens.
>You heart drops. 
>Your stomach immediately forms a knot.
>You have to keep your mouth from dropping. 
>The woman who opens the door is a woman beyond your wildest dreams beautiful.
>...Thats her Mom? 
>Holy shit, she's amazing.
>"Anon, meet my Mom, Velvet!" 
>"Who is this?" she asks with a smile.

>Twilight replies with a smile, "This is my friend Anon. I met him recently at school. He likes books almost as much as I do."
>She turns and looks at you.
>"Almost."
"Heh...n-nice to meet you, Ms. Sparkle."
>Velvet looks at you, a warm smile on her face.
"My, My, Twilight...its been awhile since you brought a boy over."
>There have been others?
>Ah, quit being so territorial. You're not even dating.
>Velvet's hair is a striped white...and a light purple...
>She has beautiful blue eyes, unlike Twilight's purple ones. 
>Her body is firm, yet voluptuous. 
>Suddenly every thought of Cheerilee is pushed out of your mind, seemingly permanently. 
>She wears jeans and a purple woman's t-shirt...dressed pretty casually. 
>"Mom, stop...he's just a friend." she declares.
>"Can I have him then?"
>Stomach...couldn't be in a tighter knot...
>"Mom!" she shouts, embarrassed.
>Twilight looks to see if you're embarrassed as she is.
>You're taken off-guard by Velvet's beauty...but you keep your reaction contained.
>Keep it cool.
>"Anon, I'm sorry..."
"Nothing to be sorry for."
>"See, honey? He's not all stingy and shy like the last one!" 
>"Mom..." she groans.
>She folds her arms, "So what did you come by for, Anon?"
"Oh. Well, I was here to see Twilight's library...bedroom. Or whatever you call it." 
>"You want in my daughter's bedroom already? I have to say, Anon, thats quite straight-forward of you!"
>Twilights looking off to side, face red with embarrassment.

>You laugh at her comment and show no signs of discomfort. Her humor is actually rather refreshing.
>"Wow. Not even stuttering out formalities. You know, you got a keeper here, Twilight."
>Twilight sighs and faces forward.
>"Mom, can I please just have a friend over without you trying to embarrass me?"
>Her Mom snickers.
>"I'm sorry, Twilight. I didn't mean to upset you."
>She looks to you.
>"You're not upset, are you, Anon?" 
>You decide to play it neutral. 
"I...don't mind it either way." 
>"Well come on in, Anon...Would you like something?"
>You shake your head as you and Twilight walk inside.
"No thanks." 
>Twilight is silent as she walks beside you into the house.
>The house itself is pretty spacious, well-furnished, hard-wood flooring...really nice place. 
>"We'll be up in my room, Mom."
>"Okay, dear. Don't be too rough with him!"
>Twilight growls.
>You can't help but snicker.
>"You don't actually think thats funny, do you?!" she shouts at you.
>You throw your hands up in front of you.
"What can I say? She's funny."
>Her moms out of earshot now as you head up the stairs.
>"I'm REALLY sorry about that, Anon. Anytime I have friends over she does that...even with girls. Not in the same way, though. Guys are just a lot more easier targets...for obvious reasons."
"You don't need to apologize. You were right, she's really nice."
>She sighs and says, "She is...but I didn't exactly know she would go that for considering last time."

"Last time?"
>She sighs as she walks up to what you assume to be her bedroom door.
>"Yeah, I brought a guy who I was dating over awhile back and she made him SO uncomfortable that he didn't want to come back...."
"He said he didn't want to come back?"
>"Well...no, but I could just tell."
>You try to prod a bit.
"So what happened with him?"
>Sighing she opens her door, "Didn't work out."
>She steps inside, you following her.
>You can only think of one word as you walk into her room.
>BOOKS
>Holy fuck. She wasn't lying. She's got books on EVERY wall. 
"This is..."
>"Amazing, right?" she says, her smile restored. 
"Thats putting it lightly." 
>"I only keep my favorites too. Its like a filtered down library of books that I personally enjoy."
"You read....ALL of this?!"
>She nods, "Yup!"
>Jesus christ.
>And you thought you read a lot. 
>She rushes over to a particular shelf and drags her finger across the side covers.
>"Where are they..." she mumbles to herself.
>"Ah!" 
>She picks up two books off the shelf and rushes over to show you them.
>"These are written by the same author is the book you're reading now. I was going to give them to you later, but if you're here now...I might as well."
>You take the books and examine them.
>Well...it can't hurt. You've definitely got a lot of reading to do.
"And you said I enjoy reading almost as much as you? I don't think I even come close." 
>"What makes you say that?" she asks, tilting her head.
"You have your own library....."

>"Someone doesn't have to have their own library to love books as much as I do."
>She looks around at her collection.
>"This is just somewhat of a hobby of mine." 
>......
"How do you afford all this?"
>She looks back at you.
"Do you have a job?"
>She shakes her head.
>"No. My dad pays for most of it." 
>"Oh. Is he at work right now?" 
>She giggles, "Probably, but you won't be seeing him."
"Oh. Why not?"
>"He lives far away from here. He and my Mom split up awhile ago..."
"And he pays for all of this?"
>"Mhm. I only get to see him three or four times a year. I'd rather see him more than have all this, to be honest." 
>You can't help but feel bad for her.
"So he just...pays for your place? Including your Mom?"
>"Yeah. Weird isn't it?" 
>You nod.
"Yeah, it is..."
>"If he doesn't love my Mom anymore, he certainly still cares about her...and me and my brother."
>Ah, shit.
"You have a brother?"
>"Yeah. His names Shining Armor." 
"Ah, the football jo-"
>You stop yourself.
>"What?"
"The footbal player. Right."
>Her brother is all kinds of full of himself. One of the biggest names on the football team. You don't hate him or anything, but his boastful attitude offputs you quite a bit." 
>"Oh, you know him?"
"Barely. I've heard about him though."
>"Yeah. He's great at football. Probably off practicing right now."
"Does he live with you guys?"
>"Yup!"
>Ah shit.
>You try to shift focus off your question.
"So does her read books?"
>She snickers and laughs at your question.

>"You couldn't get him to read a book if you tried! Even if its about football." she says through her giggling.
"Yeah, I guess he doesn't really come off as a book person." 
>She begins walking past each shelf, admiring her collection.
>"So, what do you think?"
"Its really impressive." you say, standing in the middle of her room, taking in the sight.
>The room is pretty spacious on its own, but with the shelves it feels a bit cramped in. 
"So your Mom and Dad aren't together at all anymore?" you ask.
>She shakes her head.
>"Nope. Not at all. My dad is getting remarried soon."
"Ah."
>"Moms tried dating again, but she wasn't had so much luck with it. A lot of guys are in it for the wrong reason, she thinks."
>She's single?
>Oh my fuck.
>Whoa, Anon, calm down.
>Jesus.
>She sees that you're conflicted.
>"Anon?"
"Oh, yes?"
>"You alright?"
"Yeah...I'm fine." 
>She approaches you and smiles.
>"Anon, if you want to borrow any of my books all you need to do is ask."
"Thanks, I think I got plenty to read here for the next few weeks, though." 
>She giggles, "Yeah. Sorry. Did I give you too much."
"Nah, Nah, this is fine. It will get me started. We can talk about the books after I'm done reading them too." 
>"Discussing stories is one of my favorite things to do. Its always nice hearing someone else's view on something." 
>You nod
>You both fall silent. You think about your new friendship with Twilight....but your thoughts drift elsewhere

>Theres a knock at Twilight's door.
>"Come in!"
>Its Velvet again.
>You try to act disinterested and start flipping through the pages of your book.
>"Twilight, your friend Lyra is here to borrow one of your books."
>"Okay, Mom. Thanks."
>She runs to grab the book.
>She really does run a library in her room.
>"I'll be right back, Anon!" she says. 
>She runs quickly out of the room to go meet her friend...leaving you and Velvet alone.
>"She seems to really like you, Anon." Velvet says.
>You can't help but smile.
"Yeah, well, we have common interests."
>"Thats so rare for her though. I'm happy for her. She doesn't meet many people are into reading, books and writing as much as her. I hope she doesn't get too clingy..."
"No, she's not clingy. I think her positive attitude is really refreshing. She's pretty confident in herself too." 
>"Do you like her?"
"W-What? Heh, no, its not like that."
>"Aww, come on, you should give her a chance! I think you two are a good match."
"Well, we kind of just started talking yesterday, so..." 
>"Ah. Well maybe you'll feel differently as time passes." 
>You shrug.
"Maybe."
>"Well...if you got someone else, don't let her get too attached. I'd hate to see her get hurt."
"We just met."
>"Yeah, but you don't know her like I do. She grows close quickly to people who have similar interests...like anybody, really. I'm glad you're her friend though. You seem like a nice young man."
"Heh...thanks."
>Twilight walks back into the room.

>Velvet phases out of her serious mode as Twilight comes back.
>Twilight notices that you two were talking about something other than just small talk, the air in the room the way it is.
>"You guys talking?" she asks.
>Velvet blurts out, "Yes, I told him to be gentle when he breaks your hymen."
>"MOM!" she shouts.
>You and Velvet both burst out laughing. 
>Holy shit, this is gold.
>"Mom, you're being a nuisance! Please just leave!" she says embarrassed.
>"Okay, honey. Nice talking to you, Anon!"
>You wave, a smile on your face.
>She shuts the door behind her.
>"Did you guys REALLY talk about that?!"
>You laugh again.
"No, not at all..." you say, laughing a little bit.
>She sighs exasperatedly.
>"I hate how she does that."
"Well, you shouldn't, she's just playing around."
>"Yeah, but its even worse around boys. I can tolerate it around my friends."
>.....
>"So what WERE you guys talking about?"
"Why do you ask?"
>"I don't know, it just seemed like you guys were talking about something uncomfortable." 
>You shake your head.
"Nah, it was just small talk. Must be in your head."
>She gives a suspicious look, then shrugs.
>Sighing with relief you look down at your books.
"Well. I've got a lot to read."
>She takes that as you making your move to leave.
>"What? You're leaving so soon?"
>Oh boy. 
>Maybe she is getting clingy.
"Well, I figured I'd get started on reading."
>"Okay. Let me know what you think of them!" 
>I will.
>She leads you through the house and to the front door.

>"I'm glad you could come over, Anon." Twilight says as you open her front door.
>You turn to her and nod.
"Yeah, I am too." you say smiling. 
>She smiles wide.
>"Oh stop flirting and kiss already!" Her mom yells from the kitchen
>You just look at each other as she says it.
>Her face grows red.
"Uh."
"Well, you heard her. Want to kiss?"
>"W-What?! N-N-NO! What are you talking about!?" she stammers.
>"Now THATS a man!" Velvet says, coming around the corner.
>"Are you just going to deny him when he asked you like that?" Velvet continues, walking up to the both of you.
>"Mom! We just met! I couldn't!"
>Velvet folds her arms and looks at her daughter sternly.
>"Twilight, you have to take more initiative! If you let little things like that get in the way of making out with a boy then you'll never get any!"
>"LITTLE?! I've known him for a DAY!" 
>You're smiling like an idiot as you watch this play out.
>Velvet sighs and says, "Where did I go wrong?"
>"I was raised to be a LADY, mom! Not one of those girls from High School!"
>Velvet smiles. 
>"Yeah, and I also raised you to have good taste in men. Nice to know that you changed your tune after the last guy."
>"Mom, stop bringing that up." 
>"What? This one is much better, I must say! Anon, would you like to come back sometime?"
>You shrug and nod.
"Yeah, why not?"
>"See? He's not scared of me! You don't have to be so embarrassed."
>Twilight sighs and looks to you.
>"I'll see you at school on monday."
>...
"What, no kiss?"

>He face gets even more red after your comment.
>Her mouth is agape, and she just stares at you, leaking backwards a little bit.
>You keep your eyes on Twilight, but you can hear snickering from Velvet. 
>She looks down the floor, gritting her teeth.
>"Ugh, FINE!"
>She grabs your wrist and pulls you down to her face level.
>She pecks you on the lips.
>You....
>You weren't even serious. 
>And she just did it.
>You stand up straight and stare forward.
>Your face is on fire.
>Velvet's snickering is getting louder. 
>"T-Twilight?" she says, trying to hold in laughter?
>"What, Mom?!" she blurts out.
>"We...Were joking." 
>Her face goes white.
>"B-But you were pressuring me!" 
>She turns to look at you.
>"Anon! I'm so sorry, I thought you guys were being serious and..."
>She looks at your face.
>"Anon?"
>.......
>Fuck, respond!
"I...Uhh...Yeah I just uhh I don't...."
>She's your first kiss.
>Velvet is laughing at your inability to speak basic English. 
>"Oh my, this is too cute..." she says, giggling. 
"I...I think I should go..." 
>With her face probably just about as red as yours, she replies, "Yeah...probably..."
"Uhh, it was really nice meeting you, Velvet...I'll see you at school, Twilight."
>"Come and see me again, Anon!" Velvet calls, still laughing a little.
>"Bye, Anon..." Twilight murmurs.
>You wave and close the door behind you.
>.....
>Holy HELL what just happened.
>Yeah, you were teasing her but...you didn't think she'd just cave like that.

>You hold your hand up to your mouth.
>She just...
>Holy shit.
>Your heart is still pounding in your chest. 
>You can hear Twilight yelling at Velvet from the other side of the door.
>Not SCREAMING, but she sounds upset. 
>Its a faint voice, so you can't make out what she's saying, exactly.
>Giving it a couple more seconds of thought, you start walking. 
>Your brain is on auto-pilot right now...all of your attention is focused on replaying that situation over and over in your head.
>Man, calm down. 
>She just pecked your lips. Thats it. And she was pressured into doing it. Its not like she likes you or anything.
>You breathe in and out deeply, calming yourself down.
>Trying to take your mind off of it, you pull out your phone and start tapping away on it...
>Fuck.
>That seriously just happened.
>You can't get it out of your head.
>Velvet was pretty funny. Twilight is great, but....
>She doesn't make you laugh.
>Even though Twilight literally just kissed you, Velvet still invades your mind.
>She's single. 
>And she called you a man. Not a boy.
>You're starting to get a bit of a confidence boost. 
>Either way, you've got a lot of reading to do.
>The weekend passes quickly. 
>Monday comes quickly.
>You're excited to talk to Twilight about the reading you've done. 
>Sitting at your desk in your final class, you stare at the clock.
>Come ON, I want to get out of here. 
>Your class is boring. Very uninteresting. You wait in great anticipation for the final bell.

>RIIIIIING
>FUCK FINALLY
>You gather your things and rush to the librar-
>CHEERILEE.
>You pace screeches to a dead halt. 
>...You think for a moment.
>Does she tutor on Mondays...? 
>You're not really sure...
>Oh come on, would it be that big of a deal if you saw her?
>No. She wasn't a bitch to you or anything. 
>Preparing yourself mentally, you pick your pace back up to a normal walk...not as excited as you were just seconds ago.
>You mentally cross your fingers as you approach the library...
>Please don't be there....
>Opening up the large wooden library doors, you peer inside to see who's there.
>.....
>No sign of her.
>Alright. So far so goo-
>"Hi, Anon!" 
>Wha....
>You turn around.
>There stands Cheerilee, as happy and bright-eyed as ever.
"Oh...heh, H-Hi, Ms. Cheerilee" you stammer out, your stomach tied in a thousand knots. 
>She walks past you and into the library.
>"How have you been doing, Anon?" she asks.
>You walk behind her.
"Oh, you know...daily routine. I'm fine." 
>"Glad to hear it, Anon."
>She turns around and faces you, glancing around the room a few times.
>"I didn't know if you would take what I said on Friday very well..." she says, facing getting a bit red.
>You shake your head, putting your open palms in front of you and shaking them as well.
"No, no, I understand where you were coming from...I know it also came out of nowhere, so I couldn't really blame you for reacting the way you did." 
>She smiles.
>"I'm glad that you understand."

>A student walks in.
>"Hey, Ms. Cheerilee!" 
>"Good afternoon! Have a seat and I'll be with you in a moment."
>The student nods and goes to sit somewhere.
>She looks back towards you.
>"Anon, I also just wanted you to understand that I didn't turn you down was because I didn't think you were a good person...ooor because I think you're unattractive."
>She thinks you're attractive?
>Well, she could just be lying through her teeth.
>Either way, mental fist bump. 
>"Its just that I'm probably almost double your age...and, well, I don't think it would work out."
>Its like she's just turning you down a second time.
>Now that she's saying this, you can't help but feel as if it would have been better had she just kept to herself.
>You look off to the side, a feeling of rejection festering in you as she speaks more or less the same words as on Friday.
>She notices.
>"Anon? Are you alright?"
>You clench your fists, frustrated with the situation. 
>Hiding your feelings, you look towards her and force a smile.
"Uhh, yeah, I'm fine..." 
>She smiles...in a bitter way. 
>She continues, "I think you're a wonderful person, Anon...with a lot to give."
"Well then give me a chance." you blurt out.
>Its true, Velvet had given you quite a surprise yesterday, but you aren't about to pass up the chance to at least talk to Cheerilee about this.
>"Anon...I just don't think people would-"
"Why do you care what anyone thinks? Its your choice." 
>She looks at you, feeling unsure of herself.

>"Anon, I don't want to talk about this here."
"Alright, then give me your number and we'll talk about it privately." 
>She fidgets, uncomfortable with what is happening.
>"Anon, you're in a school surrounded by young women who are much more attractive than me...I don't understand why you would even bother with me." 
>You sigh and put your open palm over your face.
>Looking back up at her you say,
"I like who you are. Your happiness is just contagious to me. In a way that no one else's is. Would you just accept that I feel this way about you, and not for any of the 'younger' girls here and just give me a chance?" 
>"Anon...I'm sorry. I just can't..."
>You look away, confused as to why she's still turning you down.
"Alright. Fine." 
>You turn around and go to leave.
>She's still got to teach the student who came in, and you don't want to be around her after this.
>"Anon, wait!" she calls out.
>You ignore her.
>As you leave the library and turn to towards the stairs to leave, you notice Twilight coming down the hallway.
>You walk past her quickly, not giving her a glance.
>"Anon?" she asks.
>"Anon? You alright?"
"I'm fine, thanks for asking." you say dismissively.
>"Well...you don't look fine." she says in a louder tone, you gaining distance from her. 
>You feel bad for leaving her hanging like this...
>But you just want to get away from that situation. 
>Turned down. Again.
>Why didn't she just leave you alone?
>You quickly move down the stairs.

>You just can't believe this shit. 
>You're about halfway down the stairs when you hear Twilight call out for you.
>"Anon!" 
>She's standing at the top of the stairs.
>As you reach the bottom, you look up towards her.
>"Anon? I thought we were going to talk about our books..." she says sadly. 
>"Did I do something wrong?"
"No. Its fine...I'm going home." 
>She's silent, but comes down the steps to meet you.
>"Anon? Whats wrong?" 
"We don't even know each other. What do you care?"
>You don't mean what you're saying...but you're angry.
>"Is this because of..."
>She silent.
>"The ki-"
"No. Thats not it."
>"Well don't make me guess!"
"I won't."
>You turn to leave.
>"Anon..." she says.
>You ignore her and walk out the front doors of the school. 
>As you reach the top of the steps, you stop yourself.
>What are you doing?
>Don't be an asshole to her just because Cheerilee opened the still healing wound she gave you. 
>You sigh angrily, frustrated with whats going on.
>You hear one of the doors behind you open.
>Twilight stands behind you silently for a few moments.
>"Hey."
>....
"Hey." 
>"You know...you can talk to me. I know we haven't known each other that long, but...I want to help if I can."
>You sigh.
"Its just Cheerilee." 
>"Oh. She was there?"
>You nod.
"Yeah, she gave me pretty much the same treatment as last time."
>"Oh...Well how did it come up?"
"She approached me about it...and it just kind of snow balled into this."
>You turn to face her.
"Sorry."

>She shakes her head.
"You don't have to apologize to me...I understand."
>Theres an awkward silence. You face away from her and look towards the statue and the front area of the school.
>"I'm guessing you probably don't want to hang out today..."
"Not particularly." 
>"I understand. Well...you can call me or text me if you want." 
"Alright."
>You start making your way down the steps. 
>"Anon!"
>You turn around to face her.
"Yeah?"
>"Do you want to come by my place this weekend?"
>You raise your eyebrow.
"What for?"
>"Well, my Mom liked you so much she wanted me to invite you over for dinner." 
>What is that woman up to? 
"I mean..."
>Twilight notices your reluctance.
>"I know you probably don't want to go," she says coming down the stairs.
>"But you guys seemed to really get along."
"Yeah. She's great."
>She gives you a bittersweet smile.
"Not to say that you're not great...she's great...you're both great..."
>She laughs at your akward attempt to even your wording out.
>"Its okay, Anon. I get what you mean." 
>Silence falls for a moment.
"Sure."
>"Really?" she says, excited.
>You give her a weird look, her being a little too excited for your reciprocation.
>"O-Oh! I just...my Mom really wanted you to swing by again...So..." 
>Obviously just trying to hook you and Twilight up....
>You shrug.
"Like I said, sure. I guess. Should I dress fancy?"
>"Nope! Come as is!" 
>Maybe this is a sign. That whole thing went down, but heres Twilight inviting you back to her house

"Alright, well...I'll talk to you later, Twilight."
>"I talked to the band!" she says as you start walking away.
"Oh?" You say, facing her again.
>"Yeah! They said it would be alright if you came to one of our practices." 
>......
"Even Rainbow Dash?"
>"Oh, well, she personally didn't have much to say on the matter. The others did, though. They said its fine." 
"Huh. Well, when did they want to meet?"
>"They said come to any practice...you could come today if you wanted..."
>You turn away.
"Nah, I need...some time to think. I really appreciate you putting so much consideration into me, though." 
>"No problem...I'll let you go...I hope you feel better soon." 
"Yeah. Thanks."
>You start walking away and Twilight heads back towards the school.
>More bittersweet feelings. 
>Cheerilee really seemed to be on the fence this time.
>She didn't seem as dead set as she was before.
>Like she was unsure of her decision.
>You could wonder about that, but maybe it would be better for you if you just dropped her and took your mother's advice.
>Date women your age.
>Well...can't hurt, you guess.
>The cool wind brushes past you, relaxing you a bit. 
>Its not all bad. You still got a chance with Twilight.
>And now you're having dinner with her on the weekend. 
>You can't help but think that Velvet is trying to pair you up with her.
>Well, she must think you're a good match at least.
>Its nice to have someone appreciate you for once. 
>You continue down the side walk....

>You pass house after house, getting closer to yours. 
>You replay everything that happened after class over and over in your head, wondering about all the possibilities. 
>Trying to put it behind you and calm down, you approach your door and breathe in slowly. 
>Then out.
>Okay, I'm just going to relax tonight. 
>Opening your front door, you walk inside to the calm quietness of your home.
>Mom isn't home.
>Great.
>You kick off your shoes and throw off your backpack, not caring if they're just sitting mindlessly in front of the door.
>You go to your room and throw yourself down onto the bed.
>"Oof..." you say, laying down and letting your muscles relax.
>You take another deep breath. 
>Your thoughts start running through everything again. 
>Maybe you should steer clear of the library from now on, you figure. 
>What could have been salvaged before that has now been demolished. 
>You and Twilight are going to need a new hangout spot if thats the case.
>.....Her house is basically a library already.
>Maybe that would be a good spot.
>You wouldn't mind hanging around Velvet much either. 
>VRRRRRR
>Shit.
>You fumble through your pockets for your phone.
>Where...
>Ah.
>You pull it out of your pocket.
>New message: Twilight Sparkle
>"Do you like Meatloaf?"
>You smile at that.
>You text back.
"With lots of ketchup, sure." 
>She texts back,
>"Ketchup! Got it!" 
>You laugh a little at her determination.
>Setting your phone down, you lay back and relax.

>Having not gotten enough sleep the night before, up reading again, your mind starts to shut down and you fall asleep. 
>You sleep relatively peacefully, though admittedly a bit too early. 
>Well, your mother was complaining you were getting up too late...you'll probably be up before her at this rate.
>You dream, but you don't really remember any of it as you sit up in your bed...
>Ugh....
>Its dark.
>Well, thats what you get for going to bed a 6PM
>You check your clock. 
>2:12AM
>...Well shit. 
>Maybe you should just go back to bed. 
>...Don't want your sleep schedule to be thrown off or anything. 
>You lay back in your bed, and the thoughts you had before sleep start to crawl back in as the fuzziness of sleep starts to fade from your head. 
>...Velvet
>...Twilight
>...Cheerilee
>You lay on your side, staring at the wall as you think everything over. 
>You can't fall back asleep. 
>Fuck.
>You toss your self over to face your night stand and pick up your phone. 
>Nothing new from Twilight. 
>Well...
>You get up and turn on your desk lamp for another night of reading. 
>Your sleep schedule is going to suffer...
>Better have it straightened out by this weekend if you want to feel presentable for Velve-
>For Velvet? Come on, Anon...drop the MILF shit. 
>Its about time you follow everyone's advice: Everyone is telling you to date women your age.
>Its at this point you make the decision that putting all your energy into Twilight is the best choice for you.

>The week passes by slowly...nothing of note really happens. You hang out with Twilight in a study hall room, being more than willing to move away from the library considering what had happened on Monday.
>Saturday finally rolls around and you're in your bathroom, trying to make yourself look as good as possible.
>As Twilight said, dress casually...but..
>You want to impress Velve-
>FUCK
>Stop that.
>You throw on some deoderant and little bit of cologne
>Teeth brushed thoroughly.
>Neckbeard non-existent.
>Facial hair for that matter non-existent. 
>Clothes look good.
>Okay, you can do this.
>Opening up the bathroom door, you head down the hallway.
>You walk through your front room and head for the door.
>"Going out?" your mom asks, watching TV. 
"Yeah. Did you have today off?"
>"Yup."
"Thats surprising. You work too much..."
>"Yeah, I know...So-"
>She looks over at you.
>"Well, you look nice!" she chimes.
"Thanks." 
>She looks at you slyly.
>"Going over to a girl's house?"
"Actually, yes." 
>"Who is it?" she prods, curious.
"Classmate of mine."
>Please don't bring up Cheerilee.
>"Well have fun. Don't be out too late, okay?" 
"Right. See you later, Mom."
>Opening the front door, you promptly make your way to Twilight's place.
>Its kind of a long walk. 
>You left early, so you should be good. 
>You try to keep your pace slow to keep yourself from sweating. 
>The nervousness is potent, however.
>Not sure what to expect. 
>Hopefully it will just be a leisure evening.

>"Hi, Anon!" Twilight says happily. 
>You walk up the front steps of her house. 
>She's kind of dressed up, but nothing too fancy. 
"Hey, Twilight." 
>"Are you ready for Meatloaf?!" she says excitedly. 
>You nod.
"You got ketchup, right?"
>"Yeah! We got the fancy kind!" 
>"Is that him?!" you hear from inside the house.
>"Yeah, Mom..." Twilight replies, looking a bit uncomfortable. 
>Velvet appears from behind Twilight. 
>She's wearing a pink dress.
>Easily the most dressed up out of the three of you.
>Really fancy earrings too.
>She has wide hips.
>You realize you're oogling her.
>Shit, eye contact, Anon. 
>"Hey there, Anon! Its good to see you again!"
"Feelings mutual." you say, a smile on your face.
>"Well come on in, get out from the cold."
>You walk into the house, a delicious aroma hits your nose. 
>You don't mind meat loaf at all...especially when it smells this good.
>"I really hope you like my cooking, Anon...I've been slaving away all day." 
"I'm sure I'll like it."
>"And Twilight helped make it!"
>You look to Twilight and she nods.
>"Well...just a little." 
>They lead you into the dining room and you pull out a seat.
>The dining room is really nice, the long table stretching through most of the room, a white table cloth on top of it. 
>The dishes are arranged nicely.
>Jesus, you didn't think it would be presented so formally. 
>"So hows school going for you, Anon?" Velvet asks.
"Fine...Its a lot of work, but I get by."

>"You know, Twilight is pretty smart! She could probably teach you if you're having trouble with anything."
>Twilight is blushing, looking towards the floor.
>Yeah...you're pretty sure Velvet is trying to push you and her together. 
>Pretty old fashioned, but you can roll with it. 
"I wouldn't want to bother her." you say, looking at her with a grin on your face.
>"It wouldn't bother me!" she blurts out.
>She realizes her outburst and her face goes even pinker.
>Too cute.
>"She won't mind, Anon! Now give me a second, and let me get the food."
>Velvet leaves for the kitchen, leaving you and Twilight alone...
>Heart...pounding...
>As usual, you try to calm your breathing in tense situations like this...while trying to not make it obvious for Twilight that you're nervous.
>Don't let the awkward silence set in.
"Heh, maybe I should have dressed fancy. This seems really formal."
>"Well, I didn't think my Mom would make it so fancy...does it make you feel uncomfortable?"
"No, no, its fine...It just caught me off guard is all. I feel like I under dressed."
>She shakes her head dismissively.
>"No, you're not. Trust me, neither of us care if you dressed fancy."
"She definitely dressed for the occasion." 
>"Yeah...I wasn't expecting that eith-"
>"Food!" Velvet interjects.
>You keep your balled up hands in your lap.
>She sets the meatloaf down at the center of the table. 
>It looks amazing.
>With her other hand, she puts down Mashed Potatoes next to it.
>Awesome.

>"Hand me your plate, Anon?"
>You glance down and look at the fancy ceramic plate beneath you.
>Picking it up, you hand it to her.
>Show plops a large server of mashed potatoes onto the plate, then the end piece of the meatloaf.
>The end piece is your favorite.
>As she's messing around with the plate you can't help but glance down once or twice.
>Hips.
>Hips.
>Hips.
>Fuck, Anon...SHE'S non the one you should be staring at.
>You glance back down to where your plate was sitting, staring at the table.
>"Here you go!"
>She hands it back to you.
>You set it in front of yourself and gape at the lack of ketchup.
>Call yourself ungrateful, but you really like ketchup on meatloa-
>"Take this too!" she says, happily.
>Velvet hands you a bottle of fancy ketchup. 
>Beautiful. Both her and the ketchup. 
>You put some ketchup on your meatloaf.
>Setting the bottle down, you wait patiently for Twilight and Velvet to get their food before you begin.
>Twilight notices.
>"You don't have to wait for us, Anon!"
>You shake your head.
"I'd prefer to wait."
>"Such a gentleman!" Velvet proclaims enthusiastically. 
>You smile at her, but remain modest. 
"Just trying to be polite." 
>"Its hard to offend us, Anon...We're really laid back." Velvet says, sitting down with her food.
>Her and Twilight start eating, you follow suit.
>You break off your first bite of meatloaf and scoop up mashed potatoes with it. 
>It hits your taste buds...
>Fucking delicious.
>"How do you like it, Anon?"

>You look towards Velvet. 
"Its amazing." you say, swallowing before you speak. 
>You glance over at Twilight who is happily eating her food.
>Continuing to eat your food, Velvet tries starting up conversation.
>"So are you two dating yet?"
>Sharp inhale + Food in mouth = 
>You start coughing on your food.
>Velvet gets up and comes around and starts patting your back.
>"Anon, are you alright?!" Twilight asks, choking only mildly on her food.
>Your coughing subsides and you take a drink of water.
>Velvet rubbing your back makes hormones shoot through your body.
>Remain calm and do not attain boner.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
>"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean for..."
"Its fine, Velvet."
>"I was just poking a bit of fun. I apologize."
"Don't worry about it. I'm alright."
>With a sigh, she returns to her seat.
>Fuck, this is bad.
>You try to quell the awkwardness with humor. 
"But to answer your question, I asked her out but she said no." 
>She gasps.
>Velvet looks to Twilight with a surprised look on her face.
>"Wh-Wha?! M-Mom he didn't ask me that!" she stammers.
>Velvet realizes she's been had and looks back at you, glaring jokingly. 
>You smile at her.
>You take that chance to look into her beautiful blue eyes.
>They're amazing.
>"Haha, you got me, Anon..." 
"Now we're even." 
>She giggles at you and Twilight has a relieved look on her face.
>Okay, you're smoothing things out well.
>Both of them go back to eating as they were before.
>You glance at Velvet.

>She glances at you.
>You glance away.
>You glance over again.
>She glances at you.
>You glance away again.
>Holy fuck, stop.
>You both finish eating your meals.
>You try to stop glancing at her. 
>"So if you had to rate it out of 10, what would it be, Anon?"
"12."
>"That good, huh? Well we're not done yet."
"Oh?"
>Velvet looks at Twilight.
>She nods at her Mom.
>"She made dinner, but I made dessert!" Twilight proclaims triumphantly.
>Velvet looks to you, "You think you can handle it?"
>You scoff.
"I can eat a lot more than that." you say proudly.
>She looks back to Twilight and nods.
>Twilight leaves to go get her dish.
>....Leaving you and Velvet alone.
>Velvet looks at you and smiles.
>"You know, you're supposed to be checking out Twilight, not me." 
>..........
>W-What?
>WHAT
"W-W-What?" you stammer.
>"I see you looking. I'm not stupid, Anon!" 
>Your face goes red. 
>She's got a pleasant smile on her face, not angry at all. 
"W-Well you see, I-"
>"Dessert!" Twilight announces.
>She walks back into the dining room and sets down some sort of frozen dish in a casserole dish. 
>Twilight looks at you and Velvet, feeling a similar uncomfortable air around you two.
>"Uhh...You okay, Anon?"
>You look up at Twilight.
"O-Oh...Yeah, I'm fine." 
>She raises her eyebrow, unconvinced.
>"Mom, what did you do to him?"
"Huh? Oh, I was just telling him to check you out instead of me!"
>.....
>Twilight looks at you.
>Then back at her Mom.
>"Mom..." she says, gritting her teeth.

>"Mom, you said you wouldn't do this!" she shouts.
>Velvet looks hurt.
>"Twilight I was ju-"
>"Joking. Right, like ALWAYS, Mom..."
>Twilight looks at you.
>She turns around and stomps off.
>"I'm sorry, Anon." she says, leaving and going up the stairs.
>Uh oh...
>You look at Velvet.
>She has her hand over her face.
"Velvet, I'm sorry I just..."
>"Its not your fault, Anon...I'll go talk to her." 
>She gets up and follows Twilight, leaving you in the dining room alone.
>After several minutes, Velvet comes out without Twilight.
>"She's pretty angry at me. I don't think she's going to come back out." 
>That's not good...
"I feel like this is my fault..."
>"Its not, Anon...I know you weren't actually checking me out." 
"Heh, Right..." you say looking towards the ground.
>Your terrible lying couldn't be any more evident. 
>"Anon," she says, sitting across from you, "Do you like my Daughter?" 
>You look up and make eye contact with her.
"Yeah...she's great."
>"You know what I mean." she retorts.
"Well..."
>She has a serious expression on her face. 
"I haven't known her for that long."
>"Well are you interested in her?" 
"Well, not particularly, no...she's not the kind of girl that I usually go for." 
>She looks disheartened. 
>"She was just trying to impress you, Anon...And I went and messed it up." 
"You didn't mess it up." 
>"But I did...I should have just kept my big mouth shut." 
"You were just joking around. Don't kick yourself so much over it."

>She's silent, lamenting over her decision.
>You sigh.
"I'll go talk to her."
>"Would you?"
"Yeah. Just give me a bit."
>You stand up from the table and walk around the table. 
>"Anon." Velvet says.
"Hmm?"
>"If you don't like Twilight...maybe you shouldn't." 
"What do you mean?"
>"Please don't get too attached to her if you don't. You're a good person, but...I don't want her to get hurt." 
>You look at her, sorrowful for the way she feels. 
>"Her Dad's never around and she lacks a good male presence in her life. So when you came along I figured I'd try to get you two together. She never meets guys who like the same things she does. You two just seem so good for one another." 
"Well, I just don't feel that way about her, I guess." 
>"Still the same as last time?"
"What do you mean?"
>"Another girl in the picture?"
"Well, not particularly. She's out of the picture right now."
>"Then whats holding you back? Just give Twilight a chance. She really likes you...and I feel bad for not working things out with her father." 
>You feel really bad. You really do.
>She just wants her daughter to be happy. 
>You sigh.
"I'll go talk to her."
>She smiles at you.
>"Thank you, Anon."
>Ugh. This is a mess.
>You walk back up the familiar hallway and up to Twilight's bedroom.
>Knock Knock Knock
>"Go away." she mumbles. 
"Its me, Twilight."
>She's silent for a moment.
>She creaks the door open.
"Hi."
>"....Hi."
"Can I come in?"
>"Are you mad?"
"What? No."
>She looks really upset.

"Twilight..."
>"Don't, Anon. I know you weren't checking out my mom or anything. Its just that her joking when my friends are around gets really annoying sometimes..."
>She opens her door all the way and you step through.
>"Anon?"
"Yeah?"
>"Did you try my dessert?"
"Ah...No, I didn't get the chance."
>"Oh..."
"But I'll definitely try it before I leave."
>She's silent, not responding.
"Look, come back downstairs. Your mom is sorry she took her joke too far." 
>"I just feel so immature now..."
"Well don't. I know you just got frustrated. I don't think any less of you."
>She smiles a little bit.
>"Thanks."
"Come on." 
>You gesture her out of her room and she follows behind you.
>You take her back to the dining room.
>Velvet stands up as you both walk in.
>"Twilight, I'm sor-"
>"Its okay, Mom...I feel better now."
>Velvet smiles at you.
>As Twilight approaches her desert, Velvet mouths "Thank you" to you silently.
>You give her a thumb up as Twilight turns around and hands you a plate.
>"Here you go, Anon."
>You take what you assume to be frozen cake from her.
>You take the fork she offers you and break off a piece of it.
>Its great.
>"How do you like it?" she asks.
>You sit down at the table.
"Its amazing, Twilight. Thank you."
>She tries to offer her Mom some.
>"Here you go, Mom."
>"No thanks."
>...
>"You sure?"
>"Mhm."
>Velvet still looks a little bit distressed.
>Velvet pulls out her phone and begins tapping at it.
>Well shit...now you need to talk to her...

>You sit and eat awkwardly.
>You and Twilight talk back and forth about your books, though both of you are uncomfortable.
>Velvet doesn't pay much mind to it.
>Twilight glances over at her, wanting to ask her what is wrong, but she resists.
>You finish your dessert.
>"You like it?" Twilight asks, a bittersweet smile on her face.
"Yeah. It was great. You're a good cook, Twilight." 
>She blushes and giggles, "Thank you." 
"You too, Velvet. Thank you very much for the food." 
>She looks up and smiles at you, but then back to her phone.
>Whats biting her?
>You thought you fixed the issue. 
"I want you both to know that I had a great evening tonight. Your cooking was great." 
>"You're welcome, Anon." Twilight says with a big smile on her face.
>Velvet is silent, but she looks up and says, "It was my pleasure, Anon." 
>You nod and stand up.
"I should probably get going." 
>Twilight's smile fades into a frown, knowing that you want to get out of the awkward situation. 
>"I'll...I'll show you to the door." Twilight says.
>She gets up and you both walk to the front door.
>"I'm sorry again..."
"Stop apologizing. Things like this happen...just talk to her after I leave. I want to come over more in the future."
>Her smile reappears.
>"Really?"
"Yup...So just talk to her. You guys will work it out." 
>You slip your shoes back on.
>"I wish you could stay longer, Anon." 
"Yeah...me too. Shoot me a text or call me tomorrow if you want." 
>She nods and smiles warmly
>"I will."

>You're about to head out the door when Velvet comes into the room.
>"Anon."
>You turn around, surprised.
"Uhh...yes, Velvet?"
>"I want to apologize for my behavior. I know you just came over for a quiet evening."
>You shake your head.
"Thats the last thing I wanted. I wanted to laugh with you and Twilight the same way I did when I first came over."
>Velvet smiles.
>"I know that didn't exactly wor-"
>RRIIIINNNNGGG
>The house phone starts ringing.
>"Thats probably your Dad, Twilight."
>She shakes her head.
>"It can wait."
>"He doesn't get a lot of time to talk to you, sweetie. Go talk to him. I'll show Anon out."
>Twilight sighs. 
>"I'm going to talk to my Dad, Anon. He calls around this time on the weekends...he's always busy."
>You frown, but then force a smile. 
"Sure thing. Go talk to him."
>Twilight moves forward and gives you a hug.
>"Talk to you tomorrow."
"Okay." you say, still smiling. 
>She walks off and picks up the phone from the table.
>"Hello?...Hey, Dad...I'm doing okay, I jus-"
>Her voice fades as she walks towards her bedroom. 
>Velvet sighs.
>"Thank you for talking to her."
>Your smile fades and you look at her sternly.
"Why did you act the way you did when she came back downstairs?" 
>She sighs. 
>"I just felt like I ruined your evening."
>You sigh as well.
"You didn't. I still had fun."
>"You're a wonderful young man, Anon. Thank you for being so kind despite Twilight and I's shortcomings..."

"You guys are really quick to blame yourselves...it was my fault." 
>"What do you mean?"
>You realize what you just said.
>It all started with the 'checking out' comment that Velvet had made.
>She blushes when she makes the same realization. 
>"I uhh...."
>OH MAN this is awkward.
>She giggles, trying to add humor to defuse the tension, "I said give Twilight a chance...not me." 
"Why? You don't deserve a chance?"
>She looks at you completely shocked.
>"Anon? What are you saying?" 
"I'm saying that I don't like Twilight...I haven't really had enough time to get to know her that well..."
>"But you talked to her...I said don't talk to her if you're not interested in her."
>She's becoming protective of Twilight...this is sensitive territory.
"I made her feel better. I wasn't going to just leave her like that...You asked if I was at least interested in Twilight, and I said no." 
>She remains silent, listening to you. 
"I meant that. But I am interested in someone else." 
>She leans back a little bit, knowing where you're going with this. 
>The pink blush on her cheeks deepens into a red.
>"Anon...no." 
"What?"
>"No."
>.....
>Seriously?
>"Anon, I know I don't have any place telling you this...but my daughter is interested in you. I know tonight is proof enough of that." 
>She leans back forward, straightening her posture.
>"So if I was the least bit interested, I'd decline. I would never hurt my daughter in such a way." 
"But-"
>"No, Anon...I'm sorry."
>Shut down.
>Again

>Your eyes fall to the floor in defeat. 
>"I had no idea you felt that way, Anon...If I'd known I would have never invited you over again." 
>Fuck.
>This isn't going well.
>She walks around you and opens the front door. 
>She says nothing, standing there...just waiting for you to leave.
"Velvet."
>She glances at you, a stern look on her face.
"Are you against Twilight and I still being friends?"
>She shakes her head.
>"No. I encourage it...I just thought that eventually you would warm up to one another...then you tell me this."
"Well its how I feel. You make me laugh a lot, and you have an amazing personality as well as being a really caring person...why wouldn't I be interested?"
>She's sits in silence, still holding the door open. 
"Whens the last time you did something that made you happy? Twilight is important, yeah, but so are you." 
>"Anon..."
"Just tell me why you won't give me a chance...and I'll leave." 
>"I'm probably more than half your age, Anon...its just not something thats not realistic." 
>That excuse again. Seems like every time you try to express your feelings to someone like this, they hand you that excuse.
>Velvet is fidgeting, uncomfortable with the situation, just like Cheerilee was. 
>You can't help but feel like a burden at this point. 
>Theres an awkward silence as she keeps the door held open, crickets chirping outside, a cool breeze coming through.
"So is it just age, then?"
>"No. Twilight cares about you. So I won't interfere."

>You don't really want to accept what you're hearing, but what can you do?
"Fine."
>You straighten your back and make eye contact. 
"I'll be leaving then." 
>She's silent, but she folds her arms and nods. 
>With that you walk past her, and without looking back, you grab the doorknob and close the door behind you. 
>Klick-klack.
>...And thats it. 
>You stand at the top of the stairway, looking down at the cement path leading to the front of the lawn.
>You just stare forward, thinking about what just happened.
>Could you have done anything differently?
>Could you have expressed your feelings in a different way.
>.....
>No.
>You think that you did the best that you could do. 
>It didn't really play out the way you imagined, but nontheless you got to express your feelings towards her.
>And you were shut down.
>Is it really that much of a social taboo for an older woman to date a younger guy?
>I mean, even if she IS half his age. 
>All of these semantics roll through your head as you begin to walk down the steps. 
>Your heart is heavy with disappointment.
>Your mother's advice rings through your ears. 
>"Just date women your own age!" 
>...Its not like Velvet doesn't want you hanging around her daughter anymore.
>You figure that you still have a chance with Twilight.
>You sigh, turning onto the side walk, walking home.
>You were hoping with all your heart that she would have some sort of reciprocation, but there was absolutely none from her.

>She seemed so cold towards you.
>Cheerilee was so much warmer towards you, and tried to be as gentle with letting you down as possible.
>Velvet seemed like she wanted nothing to do with you.
>She obviously cares about her daughter a lot. 
>...But what if she didn't like you?
>You've barely known her for two weeks now...you don't figure why Velvet would even put Twilight's feelings for you into question with such little time.
>Then again, that could have just been an excuse. 
>You're over thinking this. 
>You groan dramatically as you pass under a street light.
>The light fades as you walk past it. 
>The light posts are sparse and not close together.
>A lot like your life: Long periods of darkness with the occasional light spot. 
>Its those periods of light that keep you going.
>But man, you're in a dark spot right now. 
>You're waiting for the next light post to pass by...metaphorically speaking. 
>Whatever. You're just going to go home and go to bed.
>Its about time you get this shitty day over and done with. 
>You pull out your phone and check your messages.
>A couple of new messages from some of your friends, none from Twilight. 
>You figure she's still talking to her Dad or something....
>On the subject of Twilight, should you go for her?
>Her mother made a good point: You both have similar interests and are good for one another.
>You don't like her though...for whatever reason. 
>Sighing in frustration with yourself, you round another corner on the sidewalk.

>Your mind drowned out in your own thoughts, you snap back to attention when you hear something off in the distance.
>Klick klack klick klack klick klack.
>Must be someone jogging. 
>Whatever.
>You move to the far right side of the sidewalk to let them pass. 
>Then you realize something...
>Joggers don't run in heels. 
>And those sound like heels.
>Perplexed, you turn around...
>Theres the lady in the pink dress...
"Velvet."
>She continues to run up to you, but suddenly
>KLACK!
>She falls over, catching herself with her hands as she falls forward.
>You rush over.
"Velvet?! What are you doing here?!"
>She looks up at you and then back at her feet...
>"Dammit...I broke it..."
"Well, yeah! You're running in heels...by the way, why are you running in heels?" 
>She starts to get up.
>You offer her your hand.
>She looks at it and then tenderly places her hand into yours.
>...Its so soft.
>You pull her up to her feet. 
>She's still catching her breath as she stands up. 
>"Anon..." she huffs.
"...Yes?" 
>"Remember when you asked," she huffs for more air, "How long has it been since I did something that made me happy?"
>....You're shocked that she ran after you...you have trouble finding words...
>You slowly nod your head.
>"Its been a LONG time, Anon...A long time..." 
>You remain silent.
>"I've been raising Twilight on my own for several years...and even though my ex husband pays for a lot...its been hard...I've tried to be the best mother I can be. for her."

"Velvet..."
>"So when you ask me if I'm interested, what am I supposed to say?"
>You lower your head, thinking and then bring it back up to look her in the eye.
"You're supposed to say whatever you feel."
>She stares back at you, having caught her breath. 
>She looks down at her broken shoe and sighs. 
>Looking back up at you she says, "I'm interested, Anon...I've tried dating men my age...but I just feel like I'm dating old sweaty guys who are desperate for someone..."
>She steps towards you, her walk looking a bit funny since she has only one intact heal on.
>"But I feel guilty...because I know Twilight feels the same."
>You give her a stern look.
"Twilight barely knows me...and I'm not interested in her...so whats there to feel guilty about?"
>She folds her hands in front of her, looking down at them as she thinks about what you've said.
>"You really are interested in me?"
"Yes. Absolutely."
>"Why?"
>"Is it just because of-"
"I already told you. You make me laugh...you have a wonderful personality...and well..."
>You sigh and grip your hands into fists.
"I think you're beautiful." 
>She blushes and smiles a little bit. 
>"Anon...I just..."
>She fidgets.
>"I need some time to think...but I figured you deserved to know why I said no." 
>You nod and smile.
"I do now." 
>"But I want you to have this.
>She pulls out her phone and types out her phone number, showing you the screen.
"Whats this?" 
>"My number..." she say sheepishly. 
>You stare at it in awe.

>You get your phone out so that you can type her into your contacts. 
>She holds it out as you glance from your phone to her phone a couple of times, making sure all the numbers are right. 
>You triple check it. 
>Hitting the okay button, you now have Velvet in your contacts.
>Scarcely believable. 
>She holds her phone in her hands as she locks it.
>"I've never done anything like this before, Anon...so..."
>She sighs and pushes some of her multi-colored hair out of her eyes.
>"If I seem hesitant, its not that I'm uninterested."
"No, I understand." you say, trying to confirm that you know how she feels. 
>"Good...well..."
>She steps forward to you a little closer.
>"I think I should get back. Twilight will wonder where I am...and why I have a broken shoe."
>She leans forward.
>Her scent invades your senses of smell...
>Her blue eyes lock with yours as she plants a kiss on your cheek.
>Some of her weight presses into you as she does.
>You're in heaven right now.
>Finishing her kiss, she stands back up straight and smiles at you.
>"Call me." she says.
>She begins taking off her heels.
"Should I take you home?" you ask.
>She shakes her head and smiles.
>"No, I'll just go barefoot...I can't believe I ruined these." 
>You glance at her feet.
>Anon, don't get any ideas.
"Are you sure?"
>She nods.
>"I'll be extra careful not to step on anything."
"Yeah. Watch out for glass..."
>She smiles again.
>Before turning around she says, "Goodnight, Anon."
".....Goodnight, Velvet."

>You watch as she starts to walk off.
>You look at her feet again.
>But this time, not in a perverse way. 
>You can't help but feel sorry for her.
>No lady should have to walk home barefoot on a dirty sidewalk. 
>You start walking towards her again.
"Velvet!"
>She turns around, her balled up hand up to her chest.
>"A-Anon? Whats the matter?"
>You walk around her and turn towards her.
"Let me carry you home." you say with a small grin on your face.
>"W-What?" she stammers.
"Come on, you want to feel young again, right?"
>"What?!" she says, embarrassed.
>You turn around and lean.
"Come on." you gesture.
>"Anon...I don't know."
"I'm not letting you walk home barefoot. What kind of man would I be if I let you do that?"
>She sighs.
>"Alright..."
>She shifts over to you so that she's behind you.
>She puts one leg over your shoulder...
>Then the other.
>As soon as both legs are over you stand up with her as fast as you can, throwing her up a little bit.
>She gives out a slight squeal as you do.
>You start laughing.
>You wait a few seconds...
>She starts giggling.
>Oh man. Mission accomplished. Got her to laugh.
>You're now walking Velvet home on your back.
>She's a lot lighter than you imagined. 
>Her weight pressing against you makes your testosterone flare up a little bit, but nothing too major...
>"Anon...What if Twilight sees?" 
"Who cares? I'm just carrying you on my shoulders." 
>She sighs a little bit.
"You okay?"
>"Mhm...I just wasn't expecting this..."

>You hold on to the front her legs.
>Your fingers drag across them slightly as you take each step...
>Her legs are soft as silk. 
>She's gotten a lot quieter from her usual self.
>She's usually really out spoken and not afraid to speak up...
>Maybe she hasn't been in a situation like this in awhile.
>Or ever.
>A car drives by as you're doing this.
>You can't help but feel a little embarrassed.
>You have a woman sitting your shoulders, after all. 
>"Anon..."
"Yeah?"
>"This is kind of embarassing..." 
>You won't admit that you feel the same.
>You scoff.
"Who cares what people think?"
>"I do!" 
"Well tough shit. You could step on a nail or something." 
>She bops the top of your head from up there.
"Ouch."
>"Don't curse at me." she says jokingly.
>You smile.
>A few seconds pass.
>"Anon?"
"Yeah?"
>"Am I heavy?"
"Yeah. I can barely lift you."
>She gives an offended gasp.
>You laugh at her reaction.
"I'm just joking, calm down." 
>She giggles.
>"Me too."
>Another bonk on your head.
>You feel as if you're falling in love with her every second that she's up there.
>You turn around the corner, her house just up the sidewalk.
>This beautiful moment can't last forever. 
"Do you want to go around the block again?"
>"What? No! I gotta get home!"
"Are you sure?"
>"Yes! I don't want Twilight to see us..."
"I should probably put you down now then...we're almost there."
>"Oh...Alright." 
>You bend your legs and let her down.
>She slides off and stands up.
>You turn around.

>As you face her, she's smiling at you...her hands folded in front of her.
>"Thank you, Anon. I'm glad I didn't have to walk home barefoot, admittedly." 
"It was my pleasure. Really." 
>Her face gets red, as you can see her face clearly under the streetlight.
>Her hair is in her face a little bit, ruffled up from the wind passing her as you carried her home.
>She looks absolutely beautiful right there.
>Her shimmering blue eyes reflect the light of the street light. 
>You stare into them, as she stares back into yours.
>Only for just a moment...but it feels like minutes.
>She still has that little happy grin on her face.
>"No one has been this nice to me in a long time. Even though it was something that small...you're right...I do feel young again."
>Your heart skips a beat.
"You're not old. You're far from that. And you look more beautiful than most, if not all the girls I go to high school with."
>"Anon..." she says, smiling wider.
"Its true! They wear like...miles of make-up and look completely fake...dress like sluts. And you wonder why I'm attracted to older women."
>She fidgets, but a still happy grin on her face as she looks down at the ground and up at you again repeatedly. 
>"They're still finding out who they are...they'll figure it out eventually."
>You nod.
"Maybe...but I know for a fact that I don't want to deal with their garbage."
>"Understandable." she says, nodding a little.
>Her face is still red as a tomato.

>She still holding both of her heels in one hand, playing with her hair a little bit with the other one.
>You don't know why but you get this feeling that she's really enjoying this.
>Must be the big smile on her face.
"Well, I better get going." you say, stretching your arms out above you and pulling your back muscles. 
>"What? Oh..." she says, looking down towards the sidewalk.
>She looks disappointed. 
>"Well, I'll talk to you later then."
"Yup. Peace."
>You walk past her.
>She looks towards you as you pass her, but then turns around and starts walking home.
>You stop and turn around...heading towards her again.
"Being on my shoulders might be a bit ridiculous."
>She barely gets a chance to turn around.
"But if she sees this..."
>"Anon? Ano-WHA-"
"Just say you sprained your ankle!"
>You scoop her up in your arms.
>She giggles a bunch, realizing you were faking her out bye saying goodbye to her.
>"Anon!" she says, still giggling, "Put me down! She'll see!"
"Who cares! You have a sprained ankle, remember?"
>You bring her all the way up to her front steps.
>Every second that she's in your arms is perfection. 
>As you bring her up to the front steps, you gently set her down onto her feet.
>She still hasn't got all her giggles out.
>"Anon, you make me feel like I'm in high school again."
"Well you look young enough to be. Could have fooled me."
>She smiles widely again. 
>She pushes the hair out of her face.
>"Anon, I really want to see you again."

"I feel the same." you say, staring directly into her eyes.
>She steps a little bit closer to you, looking up at you. 
>"Anon. I just need to ask you something."
"Yeah?"
>"Are you sure that you want this?"
"...What do you mean?"
>"I just want to know if you're serious or not. In High School guys play a lot of games...but I see this as us both being adults. So I just want to confirm that you aren't just trying to...."
>She shifts uncomfortably, looking away from you.
>"Well, you know."
>Your face gets warm, but you try to ignore your embarrassing feelings.
"Thats not the only thing I'm after..." you say, looking away.
>She pushes you.
>"So you ARE after that!" she says with a smile.
"Wh-What?! Well...Its not the ONLY thing I'm after!" 
>"But you're after it..." she says with a mischievous grin, swinging from side to side a little bit. 
"We-Well...I uhh..I just...I mean I don't think-"
>"I'm joking, Anon." she says, giggling at your inability to formulate your sentence properly. 
>She walks up to you, her joking push moving you away from her a little bit.
>"When do I get to see you again, Anon?" she says as she re approaches you.
"Well...I'm not sure, exactly."
>You think about school, but you also think about Twilight. 
>You also start thinking about dates...and how you have literally no money or anything to fund them.
>Oh boy.
>Well...maybe you can just hang out until you can find a job...
>You're not sure. 
>"Anon?"
"Oh. Sorry. Thinking..."

>"Thinking about what?"
"Well..."
>Suddenly you hear Twilight.
>"Mom?" you hear her call from inside of the house.
>Both her and your eyes widen as you hear her. 
>"Crap. I better get going, Anon."
"Right, Right...Umm...Well, I'll call you, okay?"
>She blushes and grins a little bit
>"Okay, Anon. Talk to you soon."
>You smile and wave as she goes back inside.
>Hopefully she can think of a good excuse for the broken heel that she's carrying in her hand. 
>You decide to get out of there. Would be weird explaining to Twilight why you're standing in her front lawn at night. 
>As you get back onto the sidewalk you can't help but celebrate. 
>Mental fist pumps everywhere. 
>Actual fist pumps.
>You can't believe you just pulled that shit off. 
>Are you dreaming?
>No, you can't be dreaming. This all seems so real.
>You pull out your phone and look into the contacts. 
>You scroll all the way down and see "Velvet."
>She's actually in there. 
>It is at this point that all thoughts of Cheerilee dissipate completely from your mind. 
>You think about the sheepish smile Velvet had on almost the entire time...
>...And she actually chased after you.
>Thats got to mean something, right?
>You lock your phone and put it back in your pocket, taking a deep sigh as you start your mostly dark walk back to your place. 
>She looked so beautiful tonight.
>That smile...laugh...giggle...her eyes. Just everything about her is amazing to you.
>And she wants to see you again.

>You feel happiness well up inside of you.
>You don't think you could feel more happy right now.
>Its as if all is right in the world.
>You get an idea.
>Pulling out your phone, you pull her up in your contacts.
>You tap the "Send message" button.
>You begin tapping out the message, "Here. Now you have my number." 
>Sent. 
>Alright. Now she'll be able to call and text you whenever.
>You're almost home when you get a message back.
>VRRRRRR
>Your heart skips a beat.
>You pull out your phone.
>"Thank you, Anon. I had fun tonight."
"Me too. Is Twilight in the know?"
>"I don't think so."
"Alright, well, one step at a time..."
>"She's usually at the library after school...did you want to come over sometime this week or something?"
>She's actually into you.
>She actually wants to see you again.
>All the negative feelings of being shot down are completely gone, even though it happened twice within the past couple of weeks. 
"Yeah, I'd love to."
>"I haven't had a man in my life in awhile, Anon...I really hope you're serious."
"I am! I'll prove it to you."
>"How?"
"Well...only through time can I actually prove it."
>"I don't know if I like your intentions, Anon."
>What the fuck?
>Whats she mean by that?
"What do you mean?"
>"Well...you were staring at me the entire night ;P" 
>Oh. She's joking.
"It was more or less admiring a rare piece of art. You don't see women your age looking so young." 
>"You were staring at my hips, Anon...Did you see something you liked?"

>She's flirting.
>SHE'S FLIRTING.
>YES.
>You carefully think of a response. 
"No. I just really liked your dress is all." 
>"Haha, I seriously doubt that, Anon." 
"It was an amazing dress." 
>"Stop! I know you're lying!" 
>You smile at her text as you walk through the front door. 
>Your Mom must be at her night shift, not being home and all.
>Flicking on a light, you walk into your living room after kicking off your shoes. 
>Sitting on the couch, you type back, 
"Yeah. You're right."
>"I knew it. Who knows. We'll see how this goes...maybe you can see them in more detail eventually."
>Insta-boner.
>Holy shit, calm down.
>You breathe deeply before responding back.
>She seems really eager. 
>Maybe she really hasn't had much excitement in recent years.
"I wouldn't mind that at all, actually."
>"I know you wouldn't. You're lucky Twilight didn't notice."
"Maybe she did."
>"Well...if this gets more serious, do you think we should tell her?"
"Well, yeah."
>"This is why I was so hesitant. I don't know how she would handle it."
"Like I keep saying, we haven't even known each other that long."
>"But she's interested in you the same way I am." 
"She'll get over it. Its not like she's in love with me or anything."
>"I suppose you're right." 
"Don't worry about it so much. Lets just see where this goes...if it gets serious, we'll tell her."
>"Okay. That sounds good. I'm going to go to bed."
"Yeah, same here."
>"Night, Anon <3"
"Night."
>......
>HOLY SHIT
>You fucking did it.

>You couldn't feel more successful at this very moment. 
>As you exit out the phone call, you're brought to the main screen of your phone.
>New messages.
>One from Twilight.
>You tap it open.
>"Anon, I'm sorry for all the drama tonight."
>You quickly tap back:
"No problem! I actually had a good time."
>You stick your phone back into your pocket and peel your smelly socks off.
>Walking into your room, you flick on your lights and close the door behind you.
>You throw yourself onto your bed and stare up the ceiling. 
>Holy shit. This is actually happening.
>You lay there, reflecting on everything that just happened.
>Why did she run up to you?
>Is she desperate?
>Did she feel a connection with you?
>You're not sure. You're just glad she di-
>VRRRRRRR
>Eh wha-
>You pull out your phone again.
>Twilight messaged you back with, "Really?"
>Shit. Maybe you should have played it safe with your reply. 
>You get an idea.
>Tapping back you say,
"Yeah, the food was amazing. I try not to focus on the negatives." 
>That'll work. 
>VRRRRR
>"Did my Mom say anything to you?"
"Yeah, nothing noteworthy though." 
>Each time you finish replying you set your phone down and look up at the ceiling again, basking in the happiness you feel from not being rejected for once.
>Twilight messages back, "When can we hang out again?"
>....
>She sounds a lot like her Mom with that question. 
"I'm not sure. I have plans that I have to make this week, but I'll let you know what my week looks like."

>"Oh...well alright."
"Hows your Dad doing?"
>"He's fine. Wouldn't shut up about his new toy."
"Toy?"
>"Yeah, he goes through women like tissue paper."
>You snicker at her text.
"Oh, so they're not getting married?"
>"They're getting married. I just don't think it will last." 
"I see. So why does he support only your Mom if he's been with so many women?"
>"He supports me. I'm his kid...she just kind of benefits from it. I'm glad she doesn't have to work." 
"Why?"
>"She's been through enough." 
>You figure you shouldn't prod further. Probably getting into really personal territory here.
"Well as long as things are looking up from here."
>"They are...Hey, Anon?"
"Yeah?"
>"I know you're busy this week, but..."
"Yeah...?"
>"If you have free time...did you like, want to go see a movie or something."
>........
>Oh shit. 
>What should you say?
>...Well, If you went as friends it wouldn't hurt, right?
>Wait, you need to put Velvet into consideration here.
>Maybe she would feel hurt if you went and did something like this is Twilight.
>Oh god. This isn't looking good.
>Okay, Okay...calm down. Just sit on the fence for now.
>You start tapping back,
"Yeah, that sounds like fun. I'll see when I'm available this week after I get my stuff planned..." 
>"Really?!" she texts back, obviously excited about your response.
"Yep. What movie did you want to see?"
>"I didn't even look yet. I thought you'd say no."
"Haha, alright well, start looking and let me know what you want to see."

>"Okay!"
"Just remember I might not be able to make it this week..."
>You feel bad typing that out, it being a complete lie. You have plenty of time. You don't even have a job. 
>And Twilight isn't stupid either. 
>Maybe you should just tell her about Velvet...
>What the fuck are you thinking? 
>No. Don't do that. You need to talk with Velvet before even thinking about telling Twilight anything. 
>VRRRRR
>"Okay, Anon...I understand. If not, we can always do it some other time."
"Right."
>"Well, I'm off to bed."
"Yeah, same here."
>"Night."
"Night."
>You put your phone down onto your nightstand after taking a deep breath. 
>You'll have to tell Twilight eventually, but now is not the time.
>Sitting up in your bed, you go up to your computer and sit down at your office chair. 
>Tapping the power button on your computer tower, you hear the familiar "beep" as it boots up. 
>You sit and stare up as you wait for the booting process to complete.
>Once you're logged in, you start looking up "Dating older women" shit on google.
>A lot of "be yourself" bullshit. 
>You always hated things like that. If most people were themselves around other people, this world would be a much scarier place. 
>Theres a lot more stuff on being mature and caring. 
>Being an asset rather than a liability.
>Your thoughts of getting a job fall back into place. 
>Well shit. You can't PROVIDE for her...not yet, but you're years away from having a solid job.
>You're not even in college yet.

>You check the clock at the bottom right-hand of your screen.
>11:27PM
>Its getting sort of late.
>You face back to your google searching. 
>You clear the search bar.
>Feeling a surge of adrenaline, you type in "MILF"
>You click the second entry after the results pop up, the first entry being the literal defintion of MILF
>You're suddenly BARRAGED with video after video of MILFs. 
>Well shit. 
>Now you're kind of randy. 
>...You can't stop thinking about Velvet. Especially in this way.
>You also know that she doesn't want just...just THIS.
>She wants something more than getting laid...
>Right?
>Theres no doubt in your mind that you want more than just that, but you hadn't really considered that maybe she just wants to fuck you.
>No...you're being paranoid. She was asking if you were serious.
>Your boner and urge to fap die as you start thinking about how you're going to make things with Velvet work.
>You're really not sure how this is going to go.
>Clicking out of your porn tab, you make the conscious decision not to fap...for the time being. 
>You stand up and walk to your door, pulling it open and heading out into the living room. 
>Walking through the room, you go into the kitchen and get a glass of water.
>You get a cup from a cabinet and fill it up with water from the sink.
>Gulping it down, you breath in as you finish.
>"Anon?"
>You glance over to the kitchen.
>Mom.
"Oh. Hi, mom." 
>"What are you doing up this late?"
"....Just getting some water..."

>"How did it go tonight?" she asks, smiling a little bit.
"What do you mean?"
>"With that Twilight girl you mentioned."
>Oh yeah. You forgot you mentioned that to her. 
"It went fine." 
>"Does she want to visit here? I'd love to meet your girlfriend."
"Not my girlfriend, Mom." 
>"Well she likes you, right?"
"I don't feel like talking about it."
>You set your glass down in the sink and start walking towards her. 
>"Well why not?"
"Tired." 
>"Oh. Right. Sleep well, Anon."
"Thanks. You too."
>You walk past her, heading back to your room.
>You don't like talking to your mother about such things.
>Or your father.
>Or anyone for that matter.
>Its really just your business...and if your mother knew you were mutually involved with a woman Velvet's age...well, she'd have a fit. 
>You walk back into your room, shutting your door, this time flicking off your lights.
>The glow of your computer screen illuminates your room.
>You walk over to the computer and hit the button next to the moon symbol on the keyboard.
>The display shutting off, you throw yourself onto your bed. 
>You wrap the blanket over you.
>Sighing, you check your phone one last time before going to bed.
>One new message...
>From: Velvet
>....
>OH SHIT
>You throw the blanket off of you and sit up in your bed to read the message.
>You tap the message open. 
>"Can't sleep." 
"Why not?" You tap back to her. 
>You calm down...its just a text message, Anon...fuck. 
>"Thinking about what happened tonight."

"What about it?"
>"Did...I come off as desperate?"
"What are you talking about?"
>"I just ran after you. It was a spur of the moment type of thing. I don't really know why I did it." 
>You furrow your brow at this...
"Well, maybe you just really needed somebody." 
>"Maybe. I've been with greasy old guys for awhile now."
"Yuck. Go on speed dates?"
>"I'm not THAT desperate, Anon."
>You think that she's desperate enough to chase after her daughter's friends...
>Yeesh, that was harsh.
>Okay, definitely don't text her that.
>She texts again before you can respond.
>"Theres just something about you I really like. I can't quite put my finger on it." 
"Whatever it is, I'm glad I have it."
>"Me too." 
>You don't text back immediately.
>You set your phone down and yawn.
>Its past midnight now.
>VRRRRR
>You put your phone back up to your face.
>"I know we got cut off by Twilight, so when can I see you again?"
"I don't know. Whens the most convenient time?"
>"Well...on Fridays Twilight always spends the night over at her friend's place. She's in a band if you didn't know."
"Oh, I know. What about Shining?" 
>"He's always out on Fridays. I worry about that boy." 
"Yeah, most of the football jocks party a little too hard."
>"His grades are great...can't really stop him." 
"Maybe I should talk to him." you tap with a grin on your face.
>"HAHA, Anon, don't even TRY."
"Why not?!"
>"You're not their step dad...I don't want anything like that happening..."
>Well...tha'd be awkward.

>You think about how this could never be your stereotypical view of a "step" relationship. 
>You try to imagine knocking on Shining's door and telling him to go to bed.
>The thought just makes you snicker a little bit. 
"Getting back on topic, I'd love to see you again on Friday." 
>"What should we do?"
>This question stumps you.
>No job.
>This means no money.
>This means you can't really go on what you would imagine a date is. 
>Sighing, you try to think of something.
>Anything. 
>SUDDENLY
>A mischievous grin forms across your face.
>You sit up in your bed and tap out,
"Lets have sex." 
>Send.
>......
>..........
>...............
>VRRRRRRR
>Open.
>"What?!" 
"Yeah. Lets have sex."
>"Anon, have you even had sex?"
"Well....No..."
>You're not going to lie to her. 
>"I thought you were serious about this."
"I am! It was a joke!"
>"SURE it was. I'd be doing all the work anyways."
"HEY, I would know what I'm doing."
>"Please...I'd basically be your teacher at that point."
>ZING
>Fuck. 
>Just like Cheerilee would have. 
>Okay, this is bringing up bad memories. 
>Lets abort this. Don't want her to get the wrong idea.
>Whats something free to do for a date...
>HIKING.
>Well...what if she doesn't like the outdoors?
>Who the fuck doesn't?
"Would you like to go hiking?"
>"In public...?"
>What? Are you not good enough to bring out in public?
>"I mean, what if someone recognizes us?"
>Oh. Well that makes more sense.
>This is all you can really come up with...gotta try it.

"Who cares." 
>"I do!" 
"Why?"
>"What if Twilight finds out?"
"Then we just tell her. We don't have to hide this. I certainly don't want to."
>"We're hiding it from Twilight now."
"We're just giving it some time before we tell anyone...Thats not hiding it."
>"Well...Then I'm up for it, in that case. I'll look for a park we can go to." 
"I'll pick it out. Don't worry about it."
>"You sure?"
"Yep. No problem."
>You can't drive her around and spend money on her. Might as well look up the place to go together.
>"Alright...Well let me know what you find, Anon."
"I will. I gotta get some sleep."
>"Yeah, I'm starting to get tired too."
"Night, Velvet."
"Night, Anon."
>You lock your phone and place it onto the nightstand.
>Fucking hell.
>This is the worst part about dating an older woman...feeling like a liability.
>You can't really support her in any way. You have no form of income or transportation; two things that you kind of need in a relationship. A modern-day relationship, anyway. 
>You roll onto your gut and lay on your arms, staring at the wall in front of you.
>...What if she realizes that she doesn't want to date someone as young as you?
>Your Mom's advice echoes in your head.
>"STICK TO GIRLS YOUR AGE!"
>You groan.
>You just like older woman so much better.
>Why is it a social taboo to date older women?
>You close your eyes, unable to get Velvet out of your head. 
>She's your last thought as you fall asleep, your consciousness slowing slipping away.

>"I love you!"
"You do?"
>Twilight nods.
>Well shit.
>You never thought that she would ever feel this way about you...
>Well, maybe you did a little bit.
>She leans forward to kiss you.
>"Kiss me, Anon..."
"I...uhh, wa-"
>"ANON!"
"Oh...fuck"
>You turn around to see Velvet, furious.
>"HOW COULD YOU?!" she shouts at you.
"Ve-Velvet! Its not what it looks like! I don't feel this way about he-"
>Oh shit.
>You turn around to see Twilight sobbing.
>That was quick....
"Twi-Twilight! I'm sorry, I just don'-"
>"I HATE YOU, ANON!" 
>.....
"You...You don't mean tha-"
>"I HATE YOU!"
>"I HATE YOU TOO!" Velvet yells.
>You don't know what to do.
>You're frozen in fear.
"Twilight, Velvet...I'm sorry..."
>"You're a horrible person, Anon! I wish I'd never met you."
>Rainbow Dash appears from the fog.
>"Loser."
>A clown runs up to you and pulls out a horn.
>"HONK HONK!"
>Wait...what the fuck?
>"Kiss the Clown, Anon!" Velvet declares.
"What?! NO!" you say, shaking your head quickly in protest.
>"We'll only forgive you if you KISS. THE. CLOWN!"
>You look towards the Clown.
>"Honk."
>What in the holy mother of all that is shit is going on?
>You lean in towards the clown to kiss him.
>Carnival music starts playing.
>"MOM!" Twilight shouts, "Don't make him kiss the clown! I'm jealous!"
>"HE HAS TO TWILIGHT!"
>Oh jesus.
>You lean in further, closing your eyes, ready to receive the second kiss of your life...from a clown. 
>"HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK"
>This has to be a dream...

"WHADABATHEFUCK" You interject, shooting upright in your bed.
>Your heart is pounding.
>Theres a cold sweat forming all around your body.
>Your thoughts immediate land on one thing:
>Clowns.
"What is wrong with me...?"
>You lightly slap your on face to make sure you're awake.
>Okay...looks good.
>You look over at your clock, 3:12 AM...
>Still pitch black outside. 
>You've only gotten about 3 hours of sleep. 
>Sighing, you get up out of bed and wipe your eyes.
"What the FUCK was that all about?" 
>You yawn again and stretch.
>You're still a little bit unsettled by what the fuck just happened.
>Sitting back on your bed, you stare down at the floor and wonder why you just dreamed what you did...
>.....
>Dreams are just....random. There isn't anything more to it. 
>You snap your desk lamp back off and slide into bed...
>As you settle back into the relaxing comfort of your bed, you start to slip out of consciousness again...
>.......
>"Anon...."
"What..."
>"Anon....." you hear a voice through the darkness. 
"Who is it...?"
>You suddenly see Velvet...
>On top of you.
>On a fucking bed?
>ON A FUCKING BED.
>"Anon...please..." she moans.
>Testosterone kicking in.
"Whoa, wait...How did I-"
>"You don't need to ask any questions...I'm your teacher now..." she says seductively. 
>She pulls off her shirt, her breasts bouncing behind her bra as gravity pulls them back down. 
>Amazing...
>She straddles her hips against yours.
>Full Erect. 
"Velvet..."
>"Anon...."
>"Anon!"
>"ANON"

>"ANON! Get up! Its almost 8!" 
>Velvet?
>VELVET?!
>You sit up in your bed, breathing heavily again. 
>You wipe your eyes quickly.
>Whoa wait a fuck.
>Its bright outside.
>Your clock.
>7:48AM.
>........
>Oh. FUCK.
>You throw your covers off, suddenly realizing that you're still at full attention.
>Fucking shit.
>You can't risk going out there fully erect with your mom hanging around.
>Quick! Think of not sexy things.
>Grannies.
>Dead puppies.
>Cartoon horses.
>Spiders.
>Inflation.
>....There we go. Anon Jr is starting to get bored. 
>You look over at your door, still locked.
>She must have just been yelling at you through it.
>Good, Good. 
>She didn't see your dick. 
>With a sigh, you throw on clothes, not bothering to take a shower...
>What if you see Twilight at school?
>Sure, you don't like her, but...you have to be presentable.
>What the hell, you're going to be late anyway.
>Walking out of your room, you head towards the bathroom.
>"Anon! You're going to be late!"
"Yeah. I am."
>She sighs exasperatedly. 
>"Anon, you're going to miss your first class at this rate." 
"I have really good attendance. Its not that big of a deal."
>As you reach the bathroom she shouts, "Don't make a habit of this!"
"Yeah, yeah." 
>You open the bathroom door and shut it behind you.
>Shave.
>Shower.
>Brush teeth. 
>Get dressed.
>Check clock: 
>8:04
>Ready at around 15 minutes.
>Not too bad. 
>You walk out to your living room, backpack slung over your shoulder. 
"Where are my shoes.."

>Oh yeah. You left them in your room.
>You jolt back to your room to retrieve them.
>"Anon, I'm driving you!" Your mom calls from the living room.
"What?"
>You walk back out, shoes in hand.
"No, go to bed. You just got home."
>"You're really late, Anon." 
"Yeah? And? Its not like this happens everyday. I don't want you to drive me while you're tired. You'll crash and kill me." you say, passing her as you walk to the front door.
>She sighs.
>"Alright. I'm going to bed then."
"I envy you. I want to go back to bed instead of sit in boring class all day." 
>"You have no ambition, Anon." 
"I know. See ya."
>"Have a good day." 
"You too."
>You swing that front door open and start heading towards school.
>Its overcast again.
>Oh boy.
>Its been storming a lot lately.
>And you don't have an umbrella...
>Don't even have one at home either.
>......
>Just don't rain until you get to school...please...
>A cool breeze pushes past you as you make your way to school. 
>Twilight doesn't know anything about what happened the other night, so you can still hang out with her.
>You wonder if thats a good idea.
>You still haven't met the band yet like she said she'd do.
>Maybe Twilight doesn't want you to meet the band...
>Nah, you're just being paranoid. 
>You're about halfway to school when...
>Drop. 
>You feel a little water hit your face.
>Wha?
>Then a couple.
>Then several.
>Then a metric fuck ton of them.
>Ah, god dammit.
>You don't want to run this early in the morning...

---

>You're at the front doors of the school, inside the building.
>The students who see you either gasp or snicker. 
>Class is in session, so theres only a few wandering about. 
>And its already second period...you missed your entire first class.
>You are anonymous, and you're drenched from head to toe.
>You're not really sure what you should do. 
>Pulling off your shoes, you drain the water out of them, letting the water fall onto the tile flooring of the school.
>Fuck it. Who cares.
>You slip them back on.
>This is a fucking mess.
>You begin walking to second period.
>Schlick Shlack Shlick Shlack
>Your shoes are being loud as fuck.
>...This day couldn't get any fucking worse. 
>You head to second period, your teacher yells at you for coming in dripping wet and sends you to the nurses office.
>Conveniently, they have a washer and dryer in the school for cleaning gym uniforms. 
>You just have to sit in the nurses office almost completely naked waiting for them to dry.
>Lunch is over, third period starting before you even get your clothes. 
>You're all dry now at the very least.
>Things couldn't possibly get any worse at this point...
>Keep your mind on the positive things...you'll get through this. 
>You head to third period.
>Then fourth.
>The day seemingly drags, and its only monday. 
>You sorely want it to be Friday for multiple reasons. 
>As the final bell rings, you rise from your seat.
>"Try not to get wet on the way home, Anon!" some douchebag yells.

>You don't even give him the time of day, stuffing your things into your backpack.
>Slinging it over your shoulder, you decide to check the library for Twilight.
>Might as well...you guys can still hang out.
>She doesn't know about you and Velvet yet.
>Walking out of the classroom, you head to the library. 
>The halls are filled with people...
>You brush past a couple of people here and there when you notice...
>Twilight.
>Heading towards the Library.
"Twilight!" 
>She glances over, and smiles.
>"Hi, Anon!"
>As you approach her she says, "Its a shame we don't have any classes together."
"Yeah. It is."
>She walks with you two the library, both of you having to dodge some students.
>Luckily, not that many people are heading to the library.
>Approaching the large wooden doors, you open it up for Twilight and let her step through.
>"Thanks, Anon." She says with a smile on her face.
"No prob."
>You don't feel the tension you feel when you're around Velvet.
>Keeping your cool, you follow her into the Library.
>"So you still haven't met the band yet."
>You both take the time to glance at one another as you speak to each other.
"Yeah, I've been pretty busy lately."
>"Well do you still want to meet them or..."
"Yeah, I don't really have many plans at the moment."
>Sitting down with her at one of the tables, you both sling off your backpacks and set them down.
>"I heard a funny story today." She says with a mischievous grin.
"Oh yeah? Whats that?"

>"I heard you got drenched today!" 
"Who told you that?"
>"Oh. Rainbow Dash. She saw you while she was skipping class."
"She skips class?"
>"Don't try to change the subject! You got drenched!"
"Yeah, I got covered in water...so what?"
>She giggles, "Well it didn't start raining until after school started. Were you late?" 
"Very."
>"Why?"
"Didn't sleep well. Last night was pretty chaoti-"
>....
>Whoops.
>Twilight immediately notices your discomfort.
>"Yeah...I'm really sorry about all that." 
"I-I didn't mean to offe-"
>"You didn't! It just came out of nowhere is all..."
>Both of your faces are red as tomatoes. 
>"I felt better after you talked with me, though." she says with a warm smile. 
"Well, I figured I'd be able to talk some sense into you."
>....
>"Are you saying that I'm senseless?"
"What?! No!" 
>She laughs, having had a straight face on up until that point. 
>Dammit. You've been had. 
"Well, that whole thing wasn't why the night was Chaotic..."
>You can't believe you're about to say this.
>Even if it hurts Twilight, you have to tell her.
>"What do you mean?" Twilight asks. 
"Well..."
"Its just that..."
>......
"I think your dessert made me sick."
>She jokingly gasps.
>"What?! I gave you food poisoning?!" she says in a sarcastic tone.
"Yeah! I was on the toilet all night!" you say, mimicking her tone.
>"Oh, so THATS why you were late!"
"Exactly. Its all your fault, Twilight."
>She makes a fake sad face.
>"I'm sorry, Anon..."
"Yeah. You should be."

"Because your dessert was garbage." 
>She fake cries, putting her face into her hands.
>Theres a moment of silence before you both laugh. 
>"We're stupid."
"Yeah."
>"How much homework do you have?"
"Don't know. Ain't going to do it either way." 
>"What? You have to do your homework, Anon..." 
>You sigh and unzip your backpack
>You get your homework out...
>Math...Oceanography...
>"Ooh! You're taking Oceanography?" She says, looking at your book.
"Yup. We're studying the Coriolis Effect right now." 
>"Okay, I'll quiz you!"
"What?"
>"What direction does water shift in the northern hemisphere?"
>You think about it for a second...
"Uhh, shit goes to the right in the Northern Hemisphere."
>"Thats the worst right answer I've ever heard...why do you curse so much?"
"Don't like it?"
>She shakes her head.
>"Its pretty distasteful in my opinion."
"You need it for anyone to take you seriously these days." 
>She sighs exasperatedly. 
>"Anon, you shouldn't curse just because everyone else is doing it..."
>Being lectured by Twilight about cursing...
>But you got her quiz question right. 
"Hey, I got the answer right, right?"
>"Right..."
"Then let me get away with that one curse word."
>She sighs, "Fine." 
>"You should really just stop all together."
>You shrug.
"Eh."
>"Eh?"
"Eh." 
>........
>She opens her notebook and starts working on your homework.
>You look down at your own school work.
>You're finding it very hard to actually start doing it.

>Twilight sees you not doing your work after a couple of minutes pass with you doing nothing.
>"Anon?"
"Yeah?" 
>"What are you doing?"
"Nothing"
>"Exactly! Do your homework!" she says, halfway joking at you.
>You sigh, REALLY not wanting to do it.
>"Do you need help?"
>You open up your mathematics book. 
>She gets up and starts walking across the table. 
>Pushing a chair up next to you, she sits down...uncomfortably close to you. 
>"Okay, what kind of math is this...Oh! Algebra! Easy stuff." 
"Easy?"
>"Uhuh! You have trouble with this?"
>You look away, embarrassed.
>"Sort of."
>She giggles and then asks, "Okay, where you at?"
>You glance back at the book.
"Chapter 11, Radical Equations."
>"Oh. I hate these."
"You're telling me." 
>"Okay, well, the first step to solving any radical equation is to isolate the radical on one side of the equation."
"What?"
>She looks at you with an exasperated look.
>"Did you catch ANY of that?"
"Not really, no." 
>"Okay, lets down an example then..."
>She starts writing some sort of weird hieroglyphics into your notebook.
>"The square root of 2x + 3 = 7. Isolate the radical."
"What? That doohickey?" you say, pointing at the square root number.
>"Yep. Isolate it."
>Her ordering you around is kind of hot.
>Okay, whatever.
"So by isolate, you mean get it by itself."
>You subtract the three from both sides.
>"Exactly! Good job, Anon." she says, looking up at you with a smile on her face.
>She's adorable. 
>"Okay, now what should you do?"

>You have no fucking clue what to do.
>And she's still sitting uncomfortably close to you. 
>Has she no respect for personal space?
>You reach for your pencil, about to attempt to continue the problem.
>She awkwardly places her hand on top of yours.
>Oh that was SO staged.
>"Whoops..."
>Your face goes red anyway.
>Her hand is soft and warm.
"Oh uhh, my bad." 
>"Not at all, heh..." 
>Awkward.
>"S-So next, you need to square both the radical and the number on the other side of the equals sign."
"This sucks." 
>"Whining isn't going to help you at all." 
"This is true."
>You square both sides.
>"Now that you've squared you can cancel out the square root sign."
"I can?" you say happily.
>"Yup! Now square the four as well and then solve it like a normal equation."
>You complete the rest of the problem with ease.
>"Great job, Anon."
"Heh...Thanks."
>"That was a really basic one, though...it can get a lot harder than that."
"Its math. It always gets a lot harder..." 
"Math is just numbers and rules. Its not as hard as everyone makes it out to be." 
>You shrug.
>Suddenly, she moves her things over to where she is now currently sitting.
>Oh, she's going with permanent residence with this awkward positioning now?
>Well...at least she smells nice.
>You hope you do too.
>You put on deodorant.
>Maybe you should invest in some cologne or something.
>She sits back down next to you and starts working on her homework again.
>Theres an awkward silence as you sit and try to do math.

>She helps you periodically, you running into a couple of snags here and there.
>You think you're getting the hang of it, though.
>As you both sit and work silently, she speaks up.
>"Hey, Anon."
"Yo."
>You're lame.
>"Do you want to hang out with the band and I this friday?"
"Sounds like fun."
>Wait a second.
>Friday?
>........
>FUCK.
>"W-Why Friday?" you ask.
>She gives you a quizzical look, but responds, "Its the day I usually hang out with the band all day and practice. It would be a perfect time for you to come meet them." 
"Oh...Well..."
>You don't really want to turn her down and hurt her feelings. She's obviously trying to get closer to you.
>Fuck it.
"Sorry, I have plans on Friday."
>"Oh..."
>You sigh, not wanting to disappoint her.
"What about Next friday?" 
>She brightens up a bit, you showing genuine interest.
>"Well, I guess that works." she says. 
>Okay, that wasn't so bad.
>"We haven't planned that far ahead, but its been the same for the past few weeks."
"Sounds good." 
>Your conversation dies down once again as both of you try to finish up your homework.
>You check the clock.
>4:31 PM
>Its been an hour and a half already. 
>You drop your pencil and stretch, letting out a long, drawn out yawn. 
>"Tired?" she giggles.
"Yup. This is really boring." 
>"What do you do for fun?"
"What, like after school?"
>"Yeah!"
>Well, might as well be honest with her.
"Well you know I read, but I play Video Games too."
>She scoffs, "You boys and your video games."

"You don't like video games?"
>She shakes her head. 
>"Waste of time, in my opinion."
"Well your opinion is wrong. Have you even played a good video game?"
>"Yeah. I've tried phone games before."
"Those are NOT good."
>"What? Tons of people play them."
"No, they're cheap and made for a quick gash grab. They lack overall substance in the long run too."
>She narrows her eyes at you.
>"They're all the same." 
"Nope. I'll show you if you want."
>She fidgets a little bit. 
>"I guess, maybe"
"We can play them at my place."
>"I can come to your place?"
"Uhh...yeah, why not? I've been to yours."
>She smiles at you. 
>"Okay!"
"We can go now if you want."
>She shakes her head.
>"I've got band practice soon."
"Oh?"
>"Yeah, I head over to Sweet Apple Acres to practice with the band almost every evening."
"EVERY evening?"
>"Well, not EVERY evening, but most weeks we practice almost every evening after school."
"You guys are dedicated."
>"Well yeah, and its a whole lot of fun. Thats why we do it so much."
>You both start packing up your things.
>You're more than ready to get out of this shit hole. 
>As you both sling your backpacks over your shoulders, you walk out of the library together.
>No sign of Cheerilee. You hate the awkward feeling you get every time you see her. 
>Both you and Twilight leave school, she heads off to the farm, giving you a warm goodbye. 
>Well...now you've got the entire rest of the day to yourself.
>You decide to head home and relax.

---

>The rest of the week passes by.
>But finally, friday comes.
>You're extremely nervous the entire day.
>You get out of school though, moving with the crowds of kids.
>You're not staying after today, and neither is Twilight. 
>Fridays aren't meant to be spent at school. 
>You walk out the front doors.
>As you walk down the steps, you think about what you need to do.
>Okay, first off, you're going to go home and take another shower...
>Get in some fresh clothes, make yourself look really presentable.
>Its a hike, but you figure just walking on a park path won't be too physically exerting. 
>You'll skip on the cologne for this one, at least.
>When you get home, you take that second shower and look through your clothes, trying to find the perfect thing to wear.
>Eh...You shouldn't dress fancy for something like this.
>Like, at all...Its just a walk. 
>Jeans and shirt it is.
>You toss on the clothes, making sure you put on your deodorant first.
>Teeth brushed thoroughly, mouth wash, flossed, the works. 
>Freshly shaved as well.
>Alright, you're feeling good.
>You can't wait to see Velvet again.
>You've been texting her back and forth periodically throughout the week...the flirting has died down a bit.
>You really hope to start sparking it again. You want that amazing feeling to come back.
>Hopefully second thoughts haven't kicked in for Velvet...that would be very bad if suddenly she just changes her mind about everything.
>You try not to worry about it, though.

>You're in your bathroom, examining yourself.
>You feel picky, considering the circumstances. 
>What time is it...
>Pulling out your phone you tap a button to light up the screen.
>3:57 PM 
>5 o'clock you should be at Twilight's place...You need to head out soon.
>You look back up at the mirror, a look of determination on your face.
>Hair isn't looking too bad.
>No pimples on your face...that convenient.
>The dark rings below your eyes aren't THAT noticeable. 
>Breathing out, you try to convince yourself that you can do this.
>You're not going to fuck this up. 
>You've been worrying all week that you won't be able to think of what to say to her.
>Or if you'd be able to support her.
>Or if Twilight somehow found out before you were ready for her to know...
>So many things to be worried about.
>But, as you've been trying to do, you push the worries out of your mind.
>You figure that these things will work themselves out in time. 
>Standing up straight, you open the bathroom door.
>The hallway seems longer than usual.
>Everything seems like its taking longer to do.
>A knot is forming in your stomach.
>Nervousness. 
>You've dated before, but with a girl like this? Never. 
>You want desperately to impress her.
>Walking into the living room, you head up to the front door and look outside.
>Its a bright, sunny day outside...by the looks of it theres a slight breeze. Perfect weather for you and her.
>You slip on your shoes and head out the door.
>This is it. Its time to impress her.

---

>In the distance, you see the familiar mailbox of the Sparkle family. 
>The knot in your stomach increases in it's tightness.
>Easy, Anon...you've been walking all the way here. Now you just have to walk with Velvet...Not much of a change, right?
>You look over your shoulder, trying to see if Twilight is around. 
>You feel uneasy. She SHOULD be hanging with the band though. Hopefully Velvet was right about that.
>You turn on the sidewalk and start up the path to their front door. 
>Walking up the front porch steps, you get up to the door.
>Heart....pounding...
>Okay.
>Remembering your breathing...take it easy.
>You lift up your hand to the door. 
>You tap your knuckles against it.
>Knock Knock Knock...
>............
>You wait for a few moments.
>Nothing.
>Okay?
>Knock knock knock.
>You hit it a little harder this time. 
>The lock shifts.
>The door stirs in it's frame.
>The hinges make a small squeak as the door turns inwards.
>......
>"Hi, Anon! You're early! 
>.....
>"Anon?"
>Her hair is in a different fashion today, hanging out straight, the usual curve in the back completely gone.
>She's gone with the pink again today, a simple tshirt...
>And jean shorts.
>Overly simple yet...you don't care.
>She looks absolutely gorgeous. 
>She's gone out of her way to make herself look more youthful, though her mature features still stand out to you. 
>"Anon? You there?" she says with a knowing smile on her face.
"Uh-what? Oh...Yeah. Sorry, I spaced out there for a sec."

>"I noticed!" she says, closing her eyes, her smile getting wider.
>"Come on in, I just need to get my things." 
"Alright."
>You step inside.
>She turns and walks through the living room, turning around the corner and down one of the hallways. 
>Your heart is still pounding in her chest.
>Her blue eyes are amazing.
>She has an hourglass body shape above her legs. Wide hips, large chest, with a curve in the center.
>The body shape that most men would die for. 
>Most men.
>You hear jingling car keys.
>"Ready to go?" you hear from the other room.
"Yeah! Lets go."
>She rounds the corner. Her beautiful smile still radiating. 
>You try to keep yourself from blanking out again.
"Oh. You're driving?"
>"Well of course!" 
>...
>While driving you to the park isn't necessarily a bad thing, you don't want her wasting money on fuel...
>That whole "liability" thing starts to play in your head.
>You sigh as Velvet walks past you.
>She glances over at you.
>"Anon? You okay?"
>You glance at her and stare into her beautiful blue eyes.
"I...I'm fine. " 
>She raises an eyebrow at you.
>"You sure?"
"Yeah...Lets go."
>She walks ahead and opens the door, she turns around and waits for you.
>She's still smiling.
>Is she really that happy?
>Well...so long as she's happy, you are.
>You try to put on a smile for Velvet, your heart still thumping rapidly. 
>As you approach the door, she steps outside and you close the door behind you. 
>She has a white SUV parked in the parking lot.

"Nice car..."
>"Yeah, Night light got it for me." 
"Oh."
>You're not sure how you feel about getting into her car...especially if it was paid for by her ex.
>You shake your head. 
>They're long over. Its nothing to worry about.
>You walk around to the passenger side as Velvet hops in.
>Getting in, the new car smell overwhelms you.
>Not because the smell is particularly strong, but because its...new.
>You want to ask about night light now...but it isn't your place.
>You glance over to Velvet, sitting to your left.
>She starts up the car and puts her seat belt on. 
>Her smile has faded a bit.
>She looks over at you.
>"Anon? You okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine."
>"I don't mean to sound like your mother, but...I'd prefer it if you-"
"Oh yeah, forgot."
>You put on your seat belt.
>She smiles briefly and begins to back out of the drive way. 
>"So, Anon..."
"Hmm?"
>"What are you thinking about?"
"What do you mean?"
>"Well, you look awfully conflicted right now...and you've been pretty quiet this whole time."
>She's no stupid teenager. She can read you like a book.
>You sigh.
>"Is it the car? And the house? And everything?"
>You're silent.
>"I figured thats what it was..." 
>She looks at the road, but glances over to you periodically to read your facial expressions. 
>"Anon, Night light and I are...long done with. I don't want you to feel threatened by him or anything." 
"No, its just...its weird that he still supports you and Twilight after you've split up."

>"He loves Twilight. And he still sees me as family, I suppose. Thats the only reason though, Anon." 
>Suddenly you feel a warmth on your left hand.
>She laces her fingers in between yours and squeezes your hand. 
>Her hands are soft...
>"I promise." she says with a smile. 
>She glances occasionally over to you, trying to watch the road.
>You smile, looking down at your hands, then back up at her.
>She's smiling, but staring at the road.
>Well...this isn't so bad. 
"I trust you." you say, still holding her hand. 
>Theres kind of an awkward silence coming down within the car.
>You try to keep it from taking it's hold.
"So umm...How long has it been since you've been on a date?"
>Oh...gosh. Its been a couple of months now. And even the ones then were the first date, and it ended there."
"Whys that?"
>"Just didn't really think we'd get along is all." 
>The knot in your stomach tightens.
>THIS is your first date with her.
>Oh god. 
>Okay, don't panic. She probably didn't hold hands with them during their first date. 
>Keep it cool. 
"So what was wrong with them?"
>She laughs a little bit, still holding your hand and watching the road.
>"Well...for example this was this one guy who had an odd obsession with my chest."
"A-Ah...really?"
>"Yeah, I could tell what HE wanted."
>Oh boy.
>"And there was another guy who I'm pretty sure was just in it for sex."
>Your hand tightens on hers at the mention of sex.
>She looks over at you and giggles.
>"Whats wrong, Anon?"

>She lightly squeezes your hand over and over repeatedly, a smug grin on her face.
>You attempt to play it cool.
"N-Nothing! I'm fine."
>"You sure~?" she says.
"Yup." 
>"Your face being the equivalent of a tomato in terms of color speaks otherwise!"
>She's got you in a corner.
>You try fighting back.
>Squeezing her hand you say, "Its only because I'm holding hands with a beautiful woman."
>Almost immediately, blood rushes to her face. 
"Hey, your face looks like a toma-"
>Suddenly the car SWERVES
"BWOAJESUS"
>She looks at you smugly.
>"You were saying?"
>Laughing at her antics, you say, "Typical woman driver."
>"Can you even drive?"
"Yes! I..Just don't have a car." 
>"I'd let you drive, but you're not on my insurance." 
"Oh well" 
>You continue holding hands. 
>You're more calm now, leaning back in the admittedly comfortable chair as you look out the window.
>It being around 5:30, the sun is slowly crawling it's way towards the horizon. 
>You hope you'll have enough day light to walk with her. 
>Its early spring...should be enough. 
>Your mind doesn't dwell on the weather for that long though.
>Right now you're holding hands with Velvet. 
>Your heart is throbbing
>Its been throbbing since before you left your place.
>This woman just makes your heart thump faster. 
>Something that not even Cheerilee accomplished as well as Velvet.
>You wonder why she was so inclined to date you.
>Maybe she's just excited to try something new...
>You hope its not a temporary thing

>Scene music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bqw_zv2aj3M
>The car ride ends and you end up parking in a small parking lot next to the trail.
>You both step out of the car and stretch your legs.
>Was a bit longer than you anticipated. 
>You chose the place to go to...and you still feel bad for making her go to the trouble. 
>She walks around the car and smiles at you.
>"Lets go, Anon!" She says enthusiastically.
>You look to her and smile, regardless of your negative feelings. 
>She walks over and extends her hands towards yours before she lurches back real quickly.
>.....
"Whats wrong?"
>"I uhh...I just realized..."
"What?"
>"Well...there are people here..."
"And?"
>"Well....I'm old enough to be your Mom, Anon..."
>You smile a little bit.
"Its like I said earlier. Who cares? What are they going to do, arrest us?"
>"No...I suppose not." 
>You hold out your hand.
>She smiles, feeling reassured...and holds your hand once again. 
>"Sorry. Its just I've never held someones hand as young as you before. Its kind of weird."
>You shrug and smile.
"You'll get used to it."
>"Alright. Lets go!"
>She starts walking at a brisk pace, dragging you behind her.
"Whoa! Slow down!" 
>"Sorry, I'm just really excited!"
"To walk?"
>"Well, I haven't really been on a date like this before."
"Never taken out on a walk before?"
>She shakes her head.
>"Nope. Usually dinner and a movie."
>Dammit.
>Something as simple as that you can't do.
>Okay, don't get discouraged. You can make this work.

>"But in all honesty, I kind of prefer this." 
>You raise your eyebrows in surprise.
"Really?"
>She nods. "Yup!"
>Theres a steep incline in front of the both of you, stone steps leading down into the trail in the woods. 
>Trees surround you almost completely now.
>You start to descend down the stone steps.
"What about this do you prefer over dinner and a movie?"
>"Well, it doesn't cost as much...and its nice to enjoy the outdoors. Healthier too, admittedly." 
>Alright! Maybe this isn't such a shitty date after all.
>You both finish descending down the stone steps. 
>After a brief silence, she takes in the environment.
>The sun's rays pass through the leaves of the trees, illuminating the woods in surreal way. 
>"Those rays of light coming through the trees are so beautiful." she says, staring up at them.
"Thats not the only thing thats beautiful."
>She glances over at you and blushes.
>"Really? What else is beautiful."
>You snicker.
"That bird."
>She raises her eyebrows and turns around.
>The bird peeps as it sits on a branch. 
>She looks back at you with a pretend angry face.
"What?" you say, holding back a laugh. 
>"I thought you were talking about something else." She says, feigning ignorance.
You do the same, "I don't know what you're talking about!" 
>"I don't think its the bird you want to be praising. Its not the bird that is gonna give you any!"
>You burst out laughing. 
>"Unless you're into birds."
>You laugh even harder.
>She giggles as you laugh.

"Into birds?!" you say through laughing.
>"I'm sorry, I'm weird." she jokingly says. 
>You stand up straight, having leaned over to laugh.
>A few chuckles still pass through.
"That was great."
>"So do you still think the bird is beautiful?"
"Not as much as you."
>She smiles and blushes. 
"That what you wanted to hear?" you ask.
>She nods and hums, "Mhm!" 
>You hear murmuring in the distance.
>Coming around the some trees is another couple.
>As they pass, you exchange pleasantries.
"Hi"
>"How ya doin?"
>They pass and walk off behind you.
"See? They don't care." 
>She squeezes your hand.
>"Yeah. Guess not." 
>You approach a small stream thats in the middle of the path, a couple of stones in the middle placed for people to get across.
>Letting go of Velvets hand, you carefully walk over the stones to get across.
>You turn around.
>Velvet is staring down at the rocks.
>"Why did you leave me behind?" she asks sadly. 
>You laugh a little bit.
"Its fine. Its just a bit of water." 
>"I don't want my shoes to get wet."
"They won't. Just walk on the stones." 
>She looks down at the stones, back up to you, then back down.
>Slowly she begins making her way across.
>As she steps onto the last stone, she makes her last stride to get across to where you're standing.
>SLIP
>"EEP"
"WHA-"
>Velvet tumbles over you.
>SPLASH.
>....
>You're laying on the ground with Velvet on top of you...on the ground.
>Then what made the spla-
>"Damn!" 
"What?"

>"My shoes..."
>You look over to see that most of her made it over the water...except her feet.
>Ah shit.
>You want to savor the moment of Velvet's bust pressing up against you, but you need to get her up.
>She pushes herself off of you and you stand up, offering her your hand.
>She puts her soft hand into yours and you pull her up.
>"Damn...that water is cold." 
"I should have helped you across. My bad."
>"Don't worry about it, Anon...lets just find a place to let these dry."
>You walk along the path before you come up to a deck that is overlooking the river at the bottom of the trail area, the entire trail being along side the river. 
>The deck has a couple of benches on it. 
>Velvet sits down on one of them and begins taking off her shoes, water spilling onto the wooden floor. 
>She sighs in frustration. 
>You feel bad for her. 
>You take her shoes and place them on top of the wooden railing of the deck. 
>The sun should dry them out eventually.
>"Here! Catch!"
>You feel something heavy and wet smack the back of your head.
"Wha the fu-"
>You look down to see its her soaked socks.
>"I said catch!" she says, giggling. 
Jokingly you retort, "Don't throw you wet, smelly socks at me!"
>She makes a sad face.
>"Are...Are you calling my feet smelly?"
"Wha-? No no n-"
>She starts fake crying.
>You scoff and sit down next to her after you place her socks on the railing with her shoes.
>"Anon?"
"Yeah?"
>"Want to make out?"
"No."
>She gasps.
>Why not?!"

"Guess you're just not my type!"
>She punches your arm.
>"Shutup!" she says, laughing.
>You snicker at her.
>She scoots towards you.
>Then a little bit more.
>Then a little bit more.
>Bump.
"Hey, don't violate my personal space."
>"I'm your girlfriend. I get to."
"Thats how it works, huh?"
>"Yup. You're obviously new to this." 
>The teasing is getting out of proportion here.
>Enough blue balling. 
"Hey"
>"Yeah?"
"Too bad you forced Twilight to kiss me."
>She laughs.
>"You pressured her too!...And besides..."
>"Theres more firsts for me to take."
>Your body locks up. 
>Staring into her big blue eyes, sitting on the deck bench, your faces start to close closer together. 
>You can feel her breath pushing against you.
>Your heart is pounding your chest. 
>Closing your eyes, you lock lips with Velvet.
>Her lips are soft and wet, you put your hands onto her hips, she wraps her arms around your neck.
>Your hands on her wide hips.
>You can't help but be a bit turned on right now.
>She pushes into you lightly.
>You push back.
>She breaks the embrace and stares into your eyes. 
>Breathing heavily she asks, "How was it?"
>She winks.
>Heart...hurts
>A little more teasing wouldn't hurt.
"Well, it was alright, I guess."
>"Just alright?"
"Yeah."
>"Okay then..."
>She goes back in, pushing her lips onto yours.
>Holy shit.
>It makes your heart jump.
>She pushes her tongue into your mouth.
>Okay, Anon Jr...don't go into full attention now. 
>Her tongue is moist and wet.
>Its heaven.

>She starts brushing her tongue against yours. 
>Well, shit, are you supposed to do the same with yours?
>Eh, fuck it, here goes.
>You push your tongue into her mouth.
>She jerks back a little bit in surprise but settles down again.
>Oh man.
>This can't be sanitary. 
>Not like you give a shit at this point.
>You're in the middle of the best kiss of your life when suddenly...
>"EEEEEEEEEEEK"
>Both of your eyes shoot open and you lean away from each other.
>A family walking on the trail passes by, coming around a turn on the path. 
>With their stupid screaming kids.
>Both of you are trying hide the fact that you're trying to catch your breath. 
>They don't bother stopping at the deck, passing by without giving you much notice. 
>Their talking fades as they walk further from where you're at.
>.....
>You breathe a sigh of relief.
>"That would've been in embarrassing." 
"Yeah. Not a good place to make out." 
>She giggles and looks towards you.
>"So...did you like it?"
>You don't say anything, you just look at her and smile.
>She laughs in response.
>"That good?"
>You nod. 
>She scoots back and bumps against you again.
>"Maybe we should hold off for now." she says.
"Yeah, maybe." 
>She leans her head on your shoulder and sighs. 
>She's so comfortable around you. 
>Oh well, can't be a bad thing. 
>"I haven't felt this way in a long time."
"No?"
>"No. I've had the worst luck with guys."
"Whys that?"
>"After the divorce with Night Light, it just got complicated."

"What do you mean complicated?" 
>She sighs. 
>"Maybe we shouldn't talk about it." 
"Well, you can talk to me about anything. At least I'm good enough for that."
>"Good enough?"
"Yeah."
>She gives you a confused look.
>"What do you mean?"
"I can't pay for anything. I can't drive you anywhere. I feel useless compared to the guys that you're probably used to."
>She smiles and giggles.
>"If I were in it for that kind of stuff I would have never even considered something like this." 
>That makes you feel a little bit better.
>"You weren't actually worried about that, were you?"
>You look at her, then down to the floor...then nod. 
>"Anon...Don't worry about it."
>You look up at her.
"If we get really serious and this turns into something long term, I don't want some other guy providing for my woman."
>"Yeah. I know what you mean." 
>You stand up.
"Lets not worry about that now, though."
>You walk up towards her shoes.
>...Still damp. Not like much time has passed. 
>"Well, looks like they're dry enough." she says, walking up to you.
"You kidding?"
>"Nah. Its fine."
"They're still damp."
>"They're not sopping wet."
>.....
>"Unlike me."
>It takes you a second to make the connection.
>Your body stiffens up when you do so. 
>She snickers at you. 
>"I'm kidding."
"Uhh, yeah. I know!"
>She scoffs.
>She starts putting her socks on and then slips on her shoes. 
>Her shoes make squishing sounds from the dampness.
"Told you."
>She shrugs.
"I'll live with it."

"Suit yourself."
>She grabs your hand.
>"Shall we?"
>Holding your hand you leave the deck and get back on the trail.
>....
>Shlick shlack shlick shlack.
>You can't help but snicker.
>"Shutup."
"What?!" 
>"You're laughing at my shoes."
"Well, its funny. I told you they were too damp."
>Shlick shlack shlick shlack.
>You laugh this time.
>She sighs.
"What? Okay, I'm sorry." 
>"I just feel stupid for falling in the water." 
>You sigh.
"Okay then."
>You let go of her hand and start to walk off the trail.
>Towards the river.
>"Anon?"
>She notices you're walking towards the river.
>She starts laughing.
>"ANON! DON'T!"
>Its too late.
>You soak your shoes in the river.
>She's laughing up at the top of trail, you down at the riverside. 
>Water...cold...
>Giving them a couple of seconds to soak, you pull your feet out of the water and head back up to the trail.
>Shlick shlack shlick shlack.
>She's still laughing.
"There we go."
>"WHY did you do that?"
"Well, now we can feel stupid together." you say, smiling at her.
>"Yeah, but you did it on purpose!"
"Yup. That makes me more stupid. You're the smarter one."
>"Aww, anon...I already knew that."
>You snicker at that and take her hand.
>She pecks her lips on your cheek.
>"That was still sweet though." 
>Whatever. You still made her laugh. Thats all that matters. 
>You shlick shlack down the trail with her, hand in hand.
>The trail goes on for about another hour before you reach a bridge that reaches across the river.

>Velvet climbs the steps up to the bridge with you.
>The sun is at the horizon now. You don't have much time before its going to get dark.
>You enjoy the scenery anyway as you reach the top of the steps. 
>The bridge's wooden structure stretches all the way across the river, leading to a trail that will take you back the way you came. Effectively making a big circle. 
>Velvet walks ahead of you and rests her arms on the side railing, looking down at the river. 
>You walk up next to her and lean on the railing as well.
>The sun on the horizon casts an orange glow all over the landscape. 
>An evening breeze brushes past the both of you.
>You inhale the fresh air.
>There are very few better feelings than this.
>Velvet leans against you.
>"This was fun." she says, sighing.
"Better than a movie?"
>"Way better." 
>The river makes a distinct white noise in the background as the water rushes beneath the both of you.
>Its pretty relaxing.
>There is no one else around. Just you and her. 
>"Think we have an hour of daylight left?"
"What do you mean?"
>"Well its just that its going to be dark soon."
"Yeah, we left pretty late."
>You want to savor the moment with her on the bridge.
"We can give it a couple minutes though."
>You sit down on the bridge and let your legs hang off the side
>Velvet sits down with you and puts her hand on yours.
>She really likes to hold hands.
>You lace your fingers between hers and stare out at the water. 
>Velvet rests her head on your shoulder.

>"Hey, Anon?"
"Yeah?"
>"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
>"Are you actually serious about this?"
>You raise your eyebrow and look over at her, her blue eyes making contact with yours. 
"What do you mean?"
>She looks back down at the river and makes a bittersweet smile.
>"I know how guys your age are. Pent up with hormones and such...so I can kind of understand if your main motive isn't the same as mine."
"Well, whats your motive?"
>"A....long term relationship, I guess."
"Well then you have nothing to worry about. Thats the same as mine."
>She looks back up at you. 
"Why would you think that I didn't have the same motive?"
>She tries to defuse the tension.
>"Oh, I don't know, maybe because you were staring at me during dinner the other day!"
You blush and say, "Well you looked really good. I couldn't help it." 
>She grins and eyes you suspiciously.
>"I thought you said it was the dress!"
"Pardon?"
>"You told me earlier that you were staring because you really liked my dress!" 
"No, I was lying."
>She snickers.
>"Obviously." 
>Theres an awkward silence as you both stare at the river in front of you.
>"So how do I look now?"
>You glance over at her and size her up.
"Beautiful."
>She blushes and says, "Do you want to kiss again?"
"Not particularly."
>"Oh, shutup!"
>She grabs you and force kisses you.
>Oh damn, thats kind of hot. 
>You waste no time picking up where you left off before.
>No one will come, right? 
>Its getting late.
>You probably won't get caught if..

>Ah, who the hell cares.
>You grab her hips once again.
>You push your tongue into her mouth before she even gets the chance to do the same.
>She squeaks a little bit, surprised by your sudden advance, but she immediately adapts and returns the favor.
>You're starting to get horny.
>Slowly your hands start to creep under her shirt.
>She jolts and breaks the kiss.
>"Anon!" she says, surprised, but still giggling.
"What?" 
>"We can't do that here...there might be people here."
"Its almost night, who cares. No one will be here." 
>"Anon. Listen to yourself. Its almost night time and its not like we have a flash light to walk the trail with."
>Why do women only seem to be logical in situations like this? 
"We'll be fine." you say, leaning in and kissing her neck.
>She shudders quickly in surprise.
>"Anon..." she moans.
>You're too horny to care about having to walk the trail in the dark, or if people might see...or the fact that you might end up fucking on a bridge. 
>Your hands return to their original position on her hips, your fingers hooking around the bottom of her shirt. 
>"I can't believe we're doing this..." she says, breathing heavily.
>You remain silent as you pull off her shirt. 
>You pull it off of her and throw it onto the middle of the bridge. 
>Her hips and bust now in full view only drives your hormones to even more potent levels. 
>"Anon, we shouldn-"
>You push her onto her back and get on top of her.
>"Anon!' she shouts, giggling.
>Too horny.

>You lean down towards her and start sucking on her neck.
>You concentrate one hand on grabbing her breast while the other wanders it's way down towards her nether regions.
>"Oh my god, Anon.." she moans. 
>All logic is clouded from your brain at this moment.
>You've been denied this for too long. 
>You begin rubbing her lower area with the bottom of your fingers, making a circular motion with them. 
>Her body is trembling.
>She must be really excited.
>You're about to reach for her short's button when you suddenly hear something...
>Murmuring...
>Voices.
>You pull away from Velvets neck and you both look into each other's eyes...both widened with surprise. 
>God. DAMMIT. 
>You roll off of her and scramble to your feet, picking up her shirt and throwing it to her.
>She catches it and promptly slides back into it. 
>You can't help but snicker.
"Hey, Velvet."
>She sighs.
>"What, Anon?"
"Your shirts inside out." 
>She looks down to see the stitching lines of the shirt, clearly indicating it is indeed inside out.
>Its too late. 
>The people climb up the stair way.
>You're lucky as fuck the trees blocked the view of the bridge in that direction. 
"Act natural." you whisper.
>"Lets just keep walking!" she whispers back in an irritated tone.
>You hold back a laugh, "That will just make it more suspicious!" 
>"Evening!" you hear a voice from the other side of the bridge.
>Aww shit.
>It IS too late.
"Hi! How are you guys?"
>You notice its a younger couple as they approach.

>The couple stands and looks out towards the water.
>You take that as you cue to leave.
"Come on, Velvet." 
>"I can't believe this." 
"What? Its not a big deal. I don't think they saw." 
>The couple isn't anyone you know, so you leave them be. 
>You walk across the bridge, Velvet following behind you.
>As you go down the steps and onto the other side, Velvet speaks up.
>"Anon."
"Yeah?"
>"We almost fucked on a bridge."
"Yeah well, I figured it was romantic." 
>"Romantic?" she picks up to your pace, walking beside you.
"Sure. Over the water, the sun setting..."
>"On a cold, splintery bridge?"
>You laugh.
"Sounds about right." 
>"So umm..."
>"Do you want to go back home and finish what we star-"
>She stops herself.
>"We're going to go home and finish what we started."
>She grabs your hand and pulls you in.
"Not giving me a choice?"
>"You'll just pretend to say no, so I made the decision for you." 
"Sounds good to me." 
>You continue walking back on the trail, hand in hand...
>But the path splits in two in front of the both of you. 
>Theres a sign. 
>"Easy Path."
>"Hard Path."
"Hey."
>"Hmm?"
"Look at the signs."
>She reads them.
>She sees you smiling, look at the hard path, it being much more steeply inclined than the other.
>"No, Anon! We need to get back as soon as possible."
"Whats wrong? Don't think you can do it?"
>She looks up at you and gives you a death stare.
>"You calling me old, Anon?"
"What?! No! I never said that!"
>"Fine. We'll do the hard path."

>You start trudging up the path, it being much like climbing up stairs.
>Except there aren't solid, flat platforms to ground your feet on.
>Just slanted soil is all.
>After about several minutes of climbing up this path, you can hear Velvet getting a bit winded behind you.
>You slow down so that she can catch up. 
"You okay?"
>"I'm fine." 
"You know, the easy trail is to our left if you want to go down the hill and take that instead.'
>She shakes her head.
>"Nope."
"You sure?"
>"Yeah."
>She's panting heavily, as are you. 
>The sun is just over the horizon now...not much daylight left at all, and you still got a good 45 minutes of trail left ahead of you.
>Maybe taking this path was a stupid idea.
>It was a stupid idea, now that you think about it. 
>"Why? Do YOU want to take the easy trail?"
>You laugh.
"No! I was just asking for your sake!"
>"Well I'm fine." 
"Alright."
>You eventually reach the top of the slope, which comes up to a more level terrain. 
>Velvet sits down at the top of the slope, catching her breath.
>You sit down next to her.
>The both of you look over at the sun, its final rays disappearing over the horizon. 
"Well...looks like we're walking in the dark." 
>She glares at you.
>"If we took the easy trail-"
"I offered to! And its too steep to go down the hill now!" 
>She shakes her head.
>"Anon, if we get lost..."
"We won't get lost. Its a trail, it'll lead us right back home..."
"That is..."
"If something doesnt get us on the way back..."

>An Owl fittingly hoots off in the distance.
>"Anon, shutup!"
"You know, sometimes I hear that serial killers like to stalk these kinds of trails at night..." 
>"ANON!"
"Yeah, you're right. Stay here, I'll scout ahead to make sure everythings clea-"
>"No!"
>She wraps both of her arms around your right arm.
>"Don't leave!"
>You laugh at her.
"I'm not going to leave, I'm just joking." 
>....
>She doesn't move.
"You wanna let go now?"
>"....No." 
"I can't walk with you clinging to me like that!" 
>"WELL YOU SHOULDNT HAVE SCARED ME! YOURE THE MAN! PROTECT YOUR GIRLFRIEND!"
>You laugh even harder.
"Theres nothing to protect you fro-"
>Suddenly,
>You hear the sound of branches crack in the distance.
>The both of you look over in the direction of the sound.
>"A-A-Anon?"
>You wave your hand.
"Its probably just a Raccoon or something."
>"I'm scared!"
"Well lets not just sit here. We still have a little bit of daylight to burn." 
>Thats true, though its Twilight right now...so there might as well be no light at all. You can't see much in front of you. 
>Velvet lets up on holding your arm, but she keeps both her hands on your wrist as you proceed forward.
>Its getting dark and creepy, but the trail is still visible for you to follow. 
>Velvet is silent as she clings to you.
>You hear an owl again off in the distance.
>"Hoo."
"Who?"
>"Seriously, Anon?"
"What?" you snicker.
>"Stop mocking the owl!"
"Okay, Okay!" 
>You continue to proceed down the trail, light growing dimmer.

>"How long do you think we have left on the trail?"
"Dunno. Maybe about Twenty more minutes." 
>"Anon...I'm scared."
>You're not really scared, you're almost back and there really isn't anything out here.
>You know that, but maybe she doesn't...
"Me too."
>"You're scared?"
>You try to act it out the best you can.
"Yeah, there might be bears out here." 
>"Anon! Shutup!"
"What?! I'm just telling you what I'm afraid of!" 
>"Yeah, but you're scaring me!"
>.....
"Hey, Velvet?"
>"Hmm?"
"What would you do if I just ran ahead and left you behind?"
>She's silent for a moment.
>"Don't you DARE, Anon!" 
>You try tugging your arm from her grasp.
>"Anon! No!"
>You start laughing.
>"Anon!"
>You pull harder.
>She wraps both arms around your right arm again and presses her bust against your bicep.
>That makes you stop dead in your tracks, your face starting to burn with excitement. 
>She laughs at loud.
>"I had a feeling that would work! You're too easy, Anon!" she giggles. 
"Oh now I'm REALLY going to do it!"
>"NO, ANON!" she cries desperately. 
>You laugh.
"I'd never do that. I'm just joking."
>"You better." she says weakly. 
>The crickets chirp off in the distance, the last grow from the sun waning off. 
>Its pretty much pitch black now.
>You stop.
>"Anon? Whats wrong?"
>You pull out your phone and cast it's light out in front of you.
"Can't see shit. This should help a little." 
>It's dim glow doesn't help much, but its something. You can at least tell whats directly ahead.

>You squint your eyes as you try to proceed forward, Velvet still clinging to you like a leech.
"Could you give me some space?" you ask.
>"Oh...yeah." she lets go off you, but stays closely behind. 
>You have to tap your phone's screen periodically to keep it from dimming.
>Checking your batteries, you only have about 20% left. 
>Fucking hell.
"Maybe we should have gone to the movies." 
>"Nah. I'm having fun."
"Really?"
>"Well it IS creepy out here, but I know we'll get back fine." 
"Yeah, this trail has been pretty easy, I don't know why they call it the hard trail." 
>You shouldn't have said anything.
>You come up to some water, the trail coming to an end.
>What the fuck?
>The trail continues on the other side, but theres just a narrow path against the rock formation on the right to get around the water.
>Well shit. 
"I hope you're ready to get wet."
>"Oh god."
"Here..."
>You point toward the narrow path.
>"I don't know if I can make it in the dark, Anon." 
"You'll be fine. Just keep your footing." 
>You go first, attempting to show her how its done. 
>Pressing your back against the wall, you Inch to your right slowly. 
>Slowly.
>Slo-
>OH SHIT
>You tumble into the water, PHONE IN HAND.
>You can hear Velvet yelling from above the water.
>The water is pretty shallow, you find your footing...but your phone.
>You push yourself up and emerge.
>"Anon? Are you alright?!"
"Yeah, Yeah. I'm fine."
>You stand there soaking in the pitch black.

>"Anon! You're...completely soaked."
"Thanks for the reminder."
>She gasps suddenly.
>"What about your phone?!"
"Its probably fucked."
>You look at the screen and tap at it...
>Nothing.
>Shit. 
>With a sigh, you hold out your hands.
>"What?" She asks.
>"I don't know if you'll be able to make it. I've probably gotten that path wet from splashing in it...so I'll just carry you across."
>The water is only about waist deep. 
>"But you're all wet, Anon!"
"Well its either get completely drenched like me or just damp from my arms."
>She reluctantly sits down at the edge of the water.
>You very, VERY carefully pick her up in her arms.
"See? Not so bad."
>"Your arms are cold..."
"Yeah, I'm kind of chilly."
>With her secure in your arms, you begin to slowly move across the water.
>She shudders.
>"Are you sure you're okay? Its cold..." 
"Yeah. I'm fine. Don't worry about it." 
>"Well I'm just concer-"
>Suddenly, you feel a slip.
>NOT a good slip.
>The slip caused by a lack of traction at the soles of your feet.
>You fall forward, Velvet toppling into the creek water.
>OH FUCK.
>You fall into the dark waters once again.
>Quickly pushing yourself up, you glance around and search for Velvet while wiping the water from your eyes.
"Velvet?!"
>"You've GOT to be KIDDING me!"
>Oh shit.
>You can hear her heavy breathing in front of you.
"Are you alright?!"
>"Yes. I'm. Fine." She says in a frustrated tone.
"I'm so sorry! I slipped on something..."
>"Lets just get OUT."

"Alright."
>You shift through the water towards the trail.
>Its pitch fucking black and you can't see shit.
>Coming up to the edge of the water, you pull yourself out.
>You're cold, but not freezing. 
>Your clothes are heavy from the water.
>Turning around you reach out your hand to pull Velvet out.
>"What a mess." she mutters.
>You feel her sopping wet hand grab onto yours.
>The water shifts as you rises from it, finding her footing on the damp ground. 
>You can barely make her out in the dark.
>She's shivering.
>You sigh, frustrated at the situation. 
>Taking her hand, you do the only thing that you can do: Keep moving forward.
>.....
>This isn't going well. 
>Your phones fucked, Velvet is pissed, and you're both wet...in the pitch black dark.
>Not ideal date material. 
>Suddenly you see something off in the distance after walking a couple of minutes:
>Street lights.
>Oh thank fuck.
"Velvet, we're here."
>She's silent.
>Damn. She must REALLY not be having a good time right now. 
>You hear a sigh in the dark, the light not close enough to cast into the darkness from where you're at.
>"The water wasn't so bad."
"Oh?"
>"Yeah...but my phone is probably ruined now too." 
"I'll pay for it."
>"Its okay, Anon. Don't worry about it."
"Well I am worried about it."
>"Its not your fault, hun." 
>She squeezes your hand.
>"I still feel younger than when I was with anyone else...if anything, I kind of enjoyed this."
>You don't know if she's just trying to make you feel better.


>You don't really care right now, as you're freezing and so is Velvet.
>You keep a brisk pace, reaching the streetlights that hover above a road going through the woods.
"Looks like the road we took to the parking lot."
>"Good. I'm cold."
"I know...I'm sorry for dropping you."
>She giggles.
>"I still had fun, Anon. A lot more fun than any recent dates I've been on." 
"Recent?" you say, heading in the direction you think the car is parked.
>"I didn't mean it like that!"
"You're SEEING someone right now?!" you jokingly prod. 
>"No! I swear!" she jests back. 
>Slamming your fist into your open palm you say, "Good, because I'd have to give him a beat down!" 
>She scoffs.
>"Hopefully you'd do a better job beating him down than keeping me dry."
>Ouch
"How many times do I have to apologize?"
>She laughs.
>"What? I thought getting me wet was a good thing." 
>You glance over at her.
>She's giving you this look...a look that just screams that she wants it. 
>Your face is already on fire again, good thing she can't see it. 
>Before you can say anything, something grabs her attention and she looks forward.
>"Hey, look!"
"What?"
>You look over.
>The fucking parking lot.
>Oh thank fucking christ. 
>The car is exactly where you left it, all the others that had previously been around it long gone. 
>You're eager to get out of these wet clothes and go to bed...its been a long fucking day.
>A sigh of relief escapes from both you and Velvet.
>"This was fun, Anon." she says, smiling.

"I don't know how you could have had fun, considering." 
>"Considering dropping me in the water?"
"Yeah."
>"Well you forget, I dropped myself into the water first."
"Just your feet."
>"Well...thats true. And you got me wet more than I did."
"What? I only dropped you in the water once."
>"You forget you got me wet on the bridge, Anon." she says mischievously. 
>She pulls your hand down to the area just above the top of her shorts. 
>Your hormones flare up inside you, making you incredibly aroused. 
>"And we didn't get to finish that..."
>She says that right as you walk up to the car.
>You turn around to face her and she immediately stands up on her toes so that she can kiss you. 
>You stand under the street light for a moment, enjoying the embrace. 
>Breaking the kiss, she eyes you seductively as she goes around the car.
>Taking a deep breath, you wait for her to unlock your side of the car.
>Click.
>You open the door and slide in...you're not sopping wet anymore, but still a bit damp. 
>As you shut your door, you turn to Velvet who hasn't started to the car just yet.
>"You know, Anon..."
"Hmm?"
>"Water isn't good for leather."
"I'll dry the seats when we get home..." you say, a guilty tone in your voice. 
>You genuinely feel bad for causing this much trouble to Velvet. 
>"Maybe if we dry out our clothes the seats won't stain." she says.
>She suddenly shifts, climbing on top of you.
"V-Velvet?"
>"Shush. This is your punishment for dropping me."

"I hardly call this a punISH-"
>She starts rubbing her weight against your manhood.
>"Feel good?" she giggles.
Through heavy breathes you say, "Very."
>She straddles against you as you stare into each other's eyes.
>The streetlamp above the car makes her blue Iris' barely visible, but they're still as beautiful as you remember them being. 
>"I'm tired of all this teasing, Anon. I want you."
>Looks like the tease game is over. You don't care after today though. You need to relieve the tension.
"I want you too."
>You pull yourself up and start to kiss her neck the same way you were before. 
>She sharply inhales, her body trembling with excitement.
>"Anon...I love that."
You pull away for a moment, saying, "I know you do." Before starting again.
>She begins to unbutton her shorts.
>This is it. 
>"I want you inside me, Anon..."
>Breaking your embrace on her neck, you lift up her shirt and pull it off of her.
>Its a bit heavy from the water, but you manage to pull it off.
>Tossing it into the backseat, you pull down your jeans
>You're luck you're in a room SUV, or this probably wouldn't be possible.
>She pulls off her jean shorts, revealing her panties.
>She presses her mound against your bulge, and begins pressing her weight down on you again making a circular motion. 
>You shudder in pleasure.
>Your body feels extremely warm. 
>"Like that, Anon~?" 
"Don't fucking stop."
>She giggles.
>"I know more than any of the girls at your school know, Anon." she says seductively

"Teach me." you say, grabbing onto her hips.
>"You love those hips, don't you, Anon?"
>You nod, staring up at her.
>Your dick couldn't possibly get any harder than it is now. 
>She pushes her harm mound up and down your shaft. 
>The teasing game didn't end, it just entered a new phase...and this one is the most painful out of all of it. 
>Yet it feels so damn good.
>Every hormone in your body is screaming for you to put it in her, but you resist for now. 
>Slowly she moves up and down, massaging your manhood.
>Your heart is pounding your chest. 
>"Do you want it inside, Anon~?" 
"Yes..."
>"Well you're not going to get it if you don't ask nicely."
"Yes, please..."
>"Good boy." 
>You move your hand down to her panties and try to pull them to the side.
>"Oooh, you're eager...Not yet, Anon..." she says with a giggle.
>This teasing is murdering your soul.
>She slides down your boxers, Anon Jr popping out at full attention.
>"You look a bit excited, Anon."
>She wraps her fingers around it and strokes slowly.
>Your face feels like its on fire, your hormones driving you insane with lust.
>You want to be inside of Velvet so bad, and all this teasing isn't helping. 
>After some light stroking she continues to straddle her mound against your cock. No boxers blocking the sensation this time.
>You feel the warm sensation from her womanhood, the soft silky feeling from her panties dragging across you.
>She does it slowly and softly.
>Your body trembles with each time she passes

>"I can't stand this any longer." she breathes heavily.
"Me either."
>"Just fuck me, Anon."
>You take that as your cue.
>You pull her panties to the side, not even bothering to take them off. 
>Panties on during sex is the way to go. 
>Quickly nodding in acknowledgement, you hatch an idea of your own.
>"Put it inside me, Anon."
"No."
>You slowly glide the bottom of your shaft against her clit, dragging it across slowly, the same why she was doing it to you.
>Her body trembles and shakes.
>"A-A-Anon..." she shudders. 
>You just ever so lightly drag it across, over and over.
>Suddenly
>She presses her wait down on it and starts to rub her clit against your cock, going at a quicker speed.
>"You're not going to tease me, Anon."
>She presses her open palm against your chest as she grinds her clit into you.
>Oh god...this is almost too good. 
>The teasing just won't stop, both of you savoring the moments before you put it inside of her.
>Your eyes are rolling back into your head in pleasure, so concentrated on it that you don't even think to take her bra off. 
>It doesn't matter at this point. You're in pure ecstasy. 
>"Now are you going to put it in me, Anon?"
"I don't know...this is actually pretty good."
>"Let me rephrase that...you're GOING to put it in me." she commands.
>Well...no arguing with that. 
>Letting up on the pressure, she pulls herself up so that your cock can stand erect.
>She slowly descends, her pussy lips wrapping around the head of your penis.

>You push your cock inside of her, her walls enveloping entirely around it. 
>She inhales sharply as you thrust it inside.
>For two kids, she's surprisingly tight. 
>Both of your bodies tremble against each others. 
>You pull it out slowly, her breathing accelerating. 
>As you pull it out, she demands, "Put it back in." 
>You smile.
"Hey, Velvet..."
>"Yes?"
"Easy path or Hard path?"
>She stares at you for a moment.
>"NO!"
>You can't help but laugh.
"Fine, fine." 
>Her hand comes down to the base of your penis, she holds it still so that she can put it back in.
>She slowly slides it back in, not giving you a chance to do it yourself.
>She wants it so bad.
>"You dropped me in the water and you're going to make me do all the work?"
"No, I-"
>"Just fuck me, Anon!"
>Thats it.
>You sit up in your chair a bit and hold onto her hips.
>Staring into her eyes, you begin to thrust slowly.
>You pick up speed, thrusting in and out of her repeatedly.
>She leans over you while you fuck her.
>She begins sucking on your neck.
>It drives you insane.
>The combined feelings of her walls pressing against your cock and the sucking of your neck send you into a complete state of pleasure. 
"Velvet...you feel so good..."
>"I know I do...I can tell by the look on your face."
>Her domineering voice turns you on even more. 
>"Keep fucking me." she demands. 
>You do as she tells you, picking up speed.
>She starts to moan in sheer pleasure, her body starting to tremor slightly.

>"Don't stop, Anon..." she says, her voice slightly higher pitched than usual.
"I don't think I can anyway..."
>"Are you close?"
>You feel pressure building up in you, but you resist it.
"I can keep going." you say, breathing very heavily.
>"Good."
>You start slamming into her again.
>"Fuck...Yes...Anon, don't you dare stop..."
>She puts her hands behind her back and begins taking off her bra. 
>As she takes it off, her large natural breasts emerge.
>You bring your thrusting speed down as you take in the sight. 
>Her supple pink areola, combined with her large bust just get you more excited.
>You lean forward and put her left nipple in your mouth, picking up your thrusting as you do so.
>You drag your tongue across the tip, where the nerve endings are the most sensitive.
>Her body trembles and shudders in response.
>"Oh my god...Anon...More..."
>You oblige her requests, thrusting her even faster as you tease her nipple with your tongue. 
>Pulling back you look up at her, her eyes locking into yours. 
>You stare into them as you fuck her...her blue eyes shimming in the light.
>Suddenly her eyes slam shut and she grits her teeth.
>"Anon...I'm going to..."
>Her body seizes up and goes stiff, as she squeaks in blinding pleasure.
>"Anon! Anon!" she shouts. 
>Her entire body spasms as she ejaculates a clear fluid onto your penis.
>Its warm and slippery. 
>The hot liquid on your cock in conjunction with the spasms almost sends you into orgasm.
>You grit your teeth.

>She notices your distressed look.
>"Don't you dare cum yet, Anon...I need more from you."
"I...I won't." 
>"You'll get a reward...I'll let you cum inside me."
>Your body stiffens up. 
"What..?"
>"You heard me, Anon...I want you to pump every last drop of your warm seed inside of me." 
>Your heart skips a beat.
>A complex combination of pride, excitement and arousal takes hold of your emotions. 
>All logic is drowned out from it. You don't care about the possible repercussions for your actions.
>She sees you thinking about what she said.
"Don't worry, Anon...I'll worry about that. You just worry about making me feel good, okay?"
>Testosterone and adrenaline are seemingly the most potent chemicals in your blood stream right now.
>You oblige her request and start pumping her again.
"Anon...God, Anon, yes." she moans. 
>The pressure is building...you can feel it.
>You're going to have to cum soon.
>Her warm, wet walls are completely wrapped around you, hugging you tightly with every movement that you make.
>Your breathing becomes more quick and heavy as your flesh smacks into hers.
>You pour all of your concentration into not cumming yet.
>Smack Smack Smack
>She squeaks in pleasure you thrust in and out over her.
>She leans over you again, wrapping her arms around your neck while you plow into her.
>You're still holding onto her hips as you try your best to pleasure her.
>"Oh my god...Anon...Anon..." she moans into your ear.
>That almost sends you over the edge.

>You come to a full stop. 
>"Anon...Don't stop..."
"I have to..."
>She giggles.
>"Almost lose it?"
>You nod in response. 
>"Okay then...maybe we can do something that only please me then."
>She reaches down and pulls one of the levers on the side of your seat.
"What do you mea-OOF"
>The back of the chair falls backwards towards the backseat of the car. 
>Now laying completely flat, Velvet crawls up so that she's face to face with you. 
>"It might be a little cramped in here, but I think we can do this."
>She continues crawling up so that her pussy is completely aligned with your face.
>Before you have any chance to offer your input on the situation, she presses it down on your face.
>Your face is enveloped by the warm wetness of her pussy,
>"Lick the inside..." she shudders.
>You do so, pushing your tongue inside of her.
>It doesn't get to far...until she pushes down on you.
>You now have a bit more room...with the traded lack of oxygen. 
>She rotates her hips as your eat her out.
>Lifting up occasionally, she lets get a few breaths of air before going back down on you. 
>You take pleasure in giving her pleasure.
>"Anon....you're going to make me cum again..."
>You pick up speed, trying to accomplish just that...
>Her body seizes up again, stiffening up. 
>Suddenly, another wave of the clear liquid shoots out and onto your face...
>Being more up close...you can confirm it isn't piss.
>Well, thats a relief. 
>She takes a few moments to catch her breath.

>Sliding back down, she comes face to face with you again and giggles.
>"Your face looks a little wet."
"I don't even care at this point..."
>"Me either..." she says with a smile."
"You sure? I don't think this is going to help the staining issue." 
>She shrugs.
>"Oh well...all the more reason for you to cum inside me."
"I think I can do that."
>Straddling her hips against you, she lets you start to pump her again. 
>You push past her pussy lips once again.
"You sure you can keep going?"
>She nods, "Mhm. I want more, Anon. Give me more now...I want that cum inside me." 
>Slipping all the way into her, she quickly inhales, pressing both of her open palms against your chest.
>Laying completely flat now, she leans over you to kiss you while you pump her.
>She locks lips with you, which quickly turns into an exchange of saliva.
>You plow her quickly, the pressure building up again.
>Dragging your tongues across one another's, the same ecstasy as before starts to flood into your head, numbing your consciousness. 
>As you pump in and out of her, she breaks the kiss.
>"Anon...cum in me..."
>Her demanding your cum shoots another wave of adrenaline through your blood.
>"Cum in me right now."
>The pressure is building...building...
>You slide in and out of her. The walls of her insides not relenting.
>Her eyes roll into the back of her head, another orgasm making its way.
>You try to time it so that you cum right as she does.
>Her body seizes up once again.

>"Anon! ANON!" she screams.
>This is it...
>You can't hold it in anymore.
>You just can't.
>Eyes rolling back into your head, you let the pressure finally reach it's breaking point.
>You press downwards on her hips and push inside of her as deep as you can.
>You shoot several spurts inside of her.
>One. Two. Three....
>Velvet gasps a little bit with each one.
>Four. Five. Six...Seven.
>You stare into each other's eyes as you shoot every last drop inside of her.
>You continuing looking into each other as you both realize what you just did.
>"Anon...that was amazing..."
>With that, you let your head fall back into the chair, letting your body rest. 
>"Theres so much of it....so much young cum..."
>"So warm inside of me..."
>She leans forward and kisses you.
>"I needed that. So bad."
"Hadn't had any in awhile?"
>"Years..." she sighs. 
"Well if you ever need anymore, just let me know..."
>"Don't worry, I will." she says with a giggle.
>Your manhood is still inside of her, keeping all the warm semen inside of her.
>"You might have just gone and gotten me pregnant, Anon."
"Wh-What?!"
>She laughs.
>"I'm kidding...kidding. Like I said, let me worry about it."
"Well then don't bring things like that up."
>"What? You don't want to make babies with me, Anon?" she says sadly.
"No! I do...Just...not yet."
>She giggles.
>Teasingly she says, "I don't know, I've been a single mom for awhile...I could probably take care of another one easily."

>You don't want to be called a kid.
>You want her to think you're an adult...
>But having a kid?
"Lets talk about it later....I umm..."
>She glances down.
>"Oh yeah." 
>She pulls up and you slide out of her, still partially erect.
>You jerk back, the nerves still being sensitive.
>"Did I feel good, Ano-"
>Knock Knock Knock.
>......
>You sit your chair up and Velvet tries to cover herself up. 
>Frantically, you try rolling down the window.
>Its not manual, its electric...
>Fuck, the car isn't on. 
>Theres a flash of light peering in to the car window.
>God dammit, you're so fucked.
"Velvet. Start the car!"
>"I am!" she retorts. 
>Having thrown her shirt back on, she turns the car on.
>You press the window button and it slowly slides down.
>Theres an officer on the other side of the window.
>He looks repulsed, probably by the smell.
"Evening, Officer!" you say happily.
>Shit, don't be to cocky. You just lost your virginity...but don't give him a reason.
>Also, you're lacking pants. 
>"So...what are you two up to tonight?"
"Eh...Uhh...just a late night walk was all..."
>"Doesn't look like a late night walk, sir." 
>Well this isn't going well. 
>"When we saw a car still parked here, we figured someone was still out there after dark. We had a couple of people looking for you. You realize you're not supposed to be out on trail at night, correct?"
>You shift in your seat uncomfortably.
"Well uhh...I didn't know that, actually...we kind of had some trouble getting back."

>"Trouble?"
"Well, yeah...we fell in some water. We also started the path kind of late, so we probably wouldn't made it back before dark either way." 
>The officer crosses his arms.
>"And about when did you get back to the vehicle here?"
>You're not even going to try and bullshit him. He knows.
"About thirty minutes ago, Officer."
>"Okay, and why where you just sitting here for thirty minutes?"
>You glance over at Velvet.
>You glance back at the officer.
"We were having sex." 
>The officer sits motionless, arms still crossed for a few moments.
>"How old are you, son?" 
"18." 
>"Really?"
"Yup."
>"Got any identification on ya?"
"Sure."
>You grab your pants from the floor of the SUV and pull out your wallet. 
>Laminated license in hand, you hand it to the officer.
>....He examines it for a moment. 
>"Well, that checks out. You go to school?"
"Yeah. Senior." 
>He hands you back the license. 
>"Had this been more...'public' I'd be hauling your ass away. Considering there wasn't anyone around at the time, I'm going to go ahead and look the other way here."
>He suddenly glances over at Velvet.
>"Ma'am?" he asks.
>She's a bit shaky but she responds, "Yes?"
>"Whats your age?"
>.....
>"37." 
>He looks at you.
>Then back at Velvet.
>He smiles a bit, nodding. 
>"Alright, well...You both have a nice evening. Though I don't think I need to tell you that." 
"Thanks, Officer." 
>He walks off and you glance over at Velvet. 
>She looks at you angrily.
>"Why did you tell him?!"

"Tell him what?"
>"That we had sex!"
"Oh come ON! He knew!" 
>"You don't know that!"
"He was peering through with his flashlight, Velvet." 
>You keep it to a whisper until the window is all the way up.
>Click.
>She raises her voice a little bit, "That was extremely embarrassing! You didn't have to outright say it!"
"Cops get lied to all the time. If you're just honest and straight forward...you have less of a chance of them dragging your ass out of the car."
>She sighs.
>"Maybe you're right." 
>You give the officer ample time to drive away in his squad car before you both fully dress. 
>You're both silent, processing what the hell just happened.
>Went for a hike, she got her feet wet, made out, almost fucked on a bridge, had to walk back to the car in the dark....
>Fell in water, came back to the car, had sex, had a cop get on your ass...
>Thats a fucking crazy night.
>Velvet starts the engine of the car, still silent.
>You notice how quiet she's being.
>Glancing over at you say, 
"Velvet?"
>"Hmm?"
"You okay?"
>She nods.
>"I'm fine...Just...thinking."
"Whats up?"
>She puts the car in reverse and starts backing out of the parking space.
>Turning the car so it's facing the road outwards, she shifts it into drive and hits the gas.
>Going down the road at a leisurely pace, she finally speaks up.
>"Its just that....we had sex on our first date."
>You raise your eyebrow.
"Don't worry about it. I think we both needed it anyway."
>"It still bothers me though..."

"What is there to be bothered about?" you say, turning to look at her as she drives.
>"Well...I don't want you to think I don't take this seriously..."
"Oh...Well, I mean, that never really crossed my mind."
>"Its just that...I needed...I neede-"
"I get it. Don't worry about it. I know you're serious about this. Don't make it more complicated than it needs to be."
>You say it straight-forward, but you keep a calm tone. 
>She sighs.
>"Alright." 
"And about the kid thi-"
>She giggles.
>"Anon, I was joking about that."
"Oh...heh, right." 
>You both sit in silence, both the things bothering you now hopefully behind. 
>She takes one hand off the wheel and holds her palm open next to you.
>You put your hand down and lace your fingers between hers. 
>You let out a peaceful sigh. 
>"So, Anon..." 
"Yeah?" 
>"Do you feel like...we rushed?"
"Rushed?"
>"Into sex..."
>You think about it for a second.
"Sex on first date isn't exactly what I'd call ideal..."
"But at the same time, I'd never done it before...and you hadn't in years, so...I figure, sure, maybe we played it out of the usual way of doing it...but thats not exactly a bad thing."
>She turns on her blinker and makes a right on the road.
>Sighing, she says, "Well....I suppose you're right."
"Of course I am."
>Theres a small silence before you speak again.
"You know, you weren't exactly reluctant for it back there."
>She squeezes your hand tightly.
>"Like I said, I have needs..."
>You squeeze back and look up at her.

>She yawns, keeping her eyes on the road.
>"What?" she asks, a grin on her face.
>You look away and watch the road in front of you.
"Did you actually have fun?"
>"Yep!"
"You sure?"
>"Uhuh! I mean, we had sex." 
"No, I meant like...with the date." 
>"Why do you ask?"
>You sigh.
>Might as well get it off your chest...its bothering you this much.
"Theres just some things that I can't provide that older men can."
>"Like what?"
"Like...money for a date. I mean, I wouldn't even be able to pay for dinner or a movie." 
>"You know, having Night Light pay for everything...including my lively hood isn't exactly something I want my entire life. So you of all people shouldn't be worrying about paying things for me." 
"What, is he just going to stop supporting you once Twilight moves out?"
>She shrugs.
>"Yeah. Maybe...probably." 
"So whats your plan?"
>"I've been thinking about going back to school." 
"You mean...College?" 
>She nods.
>"Yeah." 
"You never went?"
>She shakes her head.
>"No, I had Shining when I was really young...kind of got in the way of High School, let alone College." 
>She makes another turn, you almost reaching your destination. 
>"And when Twilight came around, Heh. I basically kissed any dreams of college goodbye at that point."
"Did you not want them?"
>"Of course I did! I wanted to go to college, but I found that I really enjoyed being a Mom. I thought that's how my life would be. But then things with Night Light just kind of...didn't work out."

>She pulls up to the house and pulls into the driveway. 
>Putting the car into park, she turns the keys and shuts it off. 
>The both of you sigh, the humming of the engine silencing. 
>Sitting silently in the car, she turns to look at you. 
>Before she can say anything, you say,
"Well I better get going."
>"Oh...Well I was going to ask if you wanted to come in."
>You grab your shirt with your thumb and index finger, indicating the status of your clothing.
>She giggles.
>"I have a dryer, you know."
"After what we did, its going to need washed."
>"I have a washer too!" she giggles, stating the obvious. 
"I don't know. I don't want to risk Twilight catching us."
>"Well, she's gonna find out sooner or later."
"Yeah, but like this...?"
>"Oh. So you're going to drop me in the water and then leave me cold, wet and alone?"
>Well...she has a point.
>"You should take more responsibility, Anon." 
>Sighing, you open the car door.
"Fine."
>To be honest, you kind of want to stay here with her.
>She probably knows that anyway.
>The both of you getting out of the car, you walk up the front steps of the house...all the lights off just the way you had left them.
>Well, thats a good indication. 
>She unlocks the front door and she swings it open.
>"Are you hungry, Anon?" she says walking inside, you following behind her.
"Yeah, a little. We can eat later, though..."
>"Right. We need to get clean. You can use the shower first. Its upstairs, door at the end of the hall."

>You look down at your clothes, then back up at her.
>"Oh. I'll get you some of Shining's old clothes. You're about the same size." 
"Will he be alright with that?"
>"Its stuff he doesn't wear anymore. Don't worry about it!" she says, heading upstairs. 
>With a shrug and a sigh, you head upstairs as well.
>The house is really nice, but you figure its old based on the creaking of the staircase.
>Not going to be good if a silent exit is needed. 
>Reaching the top of the staircase, there are a couple of doors, the hall stretching down towards your left.
>Walking down the hall, you open the door to find a very well kept bathroom.
>Shutting the bathroom door behind you, you feel no hesitation as you throw your clothes off.
>You turn the shower on and set it to hot.
>Waiting for the the water heater to kick in, you reflect on this night.
>Its not one you'll ever forget. You lost your virginity to Velvet. 
>You hadn't really thought of it before, being too concentrated on the situation at hand.
>You feel like more of a man...
>As long as a kid doesn't come out of this situation, you figure you'll be fine. 
>Stepping into the warm water, you let your muscles relax from the tension.
>You make quick work of washing off, not wanting to take up too much time in the shower.
>Grabbing some of the girly shampoo, you start scrubbing your hair when you hear the bathroom door open.
>Oh god.
>"Got some clothes for you, Anon!" she chimes.
>You can scarcely believe what happens next.

>"Oh and by the way,"
"Yeah?"
>"I'm coming in!"
"What?!"
>Through the translucent sliding shower door, you can make out her figure as she approaches the shower.
>With a mental shrug, you figure she's already seen you naked...and you've already fucked. Not like this is a big deal. 
>She slides the door open and peers at you.
>With only a white towel wrapped around her figure, she greets you: 
>"Hi!"
"Hi." 
>...
"Do you mind?"
>She snickers.
>"What? Are you joking?"
>You smile at her.
"Yeah."
>"Good. Because you have a job to do."
>Her white towel drops.
>With the bathroom light on, her figure is much more visible.
>The perfect hourglass shape of her body is much more defined.
>She has her hand up to her chin as she gives you a coy look. 
>"Whats wrong, Anon?" she teases.
"Nothing..." you say, looking away.
>"Aww, you don't have to look away, Anon!" she says stepping in and sliding the door shut.
"So uhh, whats my....job you were talking about?" you say, looking back at her as she begins drenching herself in water. 
>She gives off another cute giggle.
>"Well, Anon..."
>She turns to face you.
>Wiping the water from her eyes, she says, >"You came inside of me...so now you have to clean up your mess."
"Wha-"
>She grabs your arm and guides it downwards.
>Your eyes are locked as she does it. 
>As if automatically, your fingers start to rotate around her clit.
>"Now, now...Thats not where you made your mess, Anon..."
>Her voice shudders lightly as you continue to rub her.

>You can already feel arousal again.
>Looks like your refractory period is over. 
>Slowly, you work your way over to her opening.
>She breathes in sharply as you slide your fingers in.
>Normally, getting your old spunk on your fingers would bother you.
>Doesn't matter now, you're already fucking her with your finger.
>She presses down on your finger and rotates her hips.
>Eyes still locked, your faces slowly come together and your lips lock as the warm water pours onto the both of you.
>She moans softly as you continue to finger her, mid kiss. 
>You press into her hard, pushing your tongue inside of her mouth.
>The water pouring around your nostrils makes it impossible to breathe through your nose as you make out. 
>You both try to keep the kiss going for as long as you can, she eventually pulls away and gasps for air.
>"Anon...I can't stand it. It feels t-t-too g-good." she says, still rotating her hips.
"Velvet. I want in you again."
>"What?"
"I want in you again." you repeat, starting to suck on her neck. 
>"I...Yes...Put it in me again, Anon. I need it again."
>You've already been at full attention for awhile now. 
>You align yourself with her and begin to glide your cock across her pussy lips.
>Staring into your eyes she says, "Don't you dare tease me, Anon. Just give me your cock. Pump your warm, young cum into me again."
>That drives you over the edge, you can't be bothered with teasing any longer.
>You slowly beging to push past her pussy lips once again.

>She whimpers lightly as you slide into her again.
>Her body tremors slightly as you push into her.
>Pulling back out, you begin to pick up momentum.
>Her breath is heavy and accelerated.
>She whispers, "Give it to me, Anon. I nee-"
>Suddenly
>The weight on your foot loses traction, and you slip backwark.
>"OOF!"
"GAH...FUCK." you say, hitting your head.
>"Oh my god! Anon, are you okay?!"
>Pain radiates through your head.
"Shit..." you say, sitting upwards.
>She's stark naked on top of you, having fell with you. 
>Her hands are over her mouth in shock.
>"Anon?" she repeats. 
"I'm fine, I'm fine." you say, rubbing the back of your head.
>"Are you sure?"
>You feel nauseous 
"Actually,"
>She can tell that you're hurt now.
>"Okay, thats it."
>She stands up and turns off the water.
>She carefully, but quickly gets out of the shower and wraps a towel around herself.
>Coming back to the tub, she leans over and holds out her hand.
>"Come on, Anon."
>Your in horrible pain from smacking your head onto the floor.
>Grasping onto her hand, she pulls you up. 
>"Poor thing. I'm so sorry." she says with remorse.
"You don't have anything to be sorry about."
>She hands you a towel, you promptly wrap it around yourself.
>"Do you need to go to the hospital?" she asks.
>You shake your head.
"No...I feel a bit better... My head just hurts really bad."
>"Come lay down then." she says, holding onto your arm. 
>She gently helps you to the bathroom door.

>Jesus Christ.
>You slammed your head pretty damn hard.
>You swear you're seeing double. 
>Velvet opens the bathroom door and you both start down the hallway.
>"This is my fault, Anon. I'm so sorry."
>You shake your head, but immediately regret it. 
"Ouch." 
>The cold, hard wood flooring doesn't create a lot of traction for your still damp feet, so you try to walk as carefully as possible.
>"Are you sure we shouldn't go to the hospital?"
>You hate hospitals...but you don't think you need to go. Not yet, at least.
"Lets see if it gets better first."
>You don't know anything about concussions, but you figure it will go away...maybe.
>"Do you think you have a concussion, Anon?"
"I don't know."
>"You know, I've heard that you can go into a coma if you fall asleep with a concussion." 
"Well thanks for making me feel better." 
>She opens her bedroom door.
>"Sorry, here. Come in."
>You're met with the sweet embrace of carpet. A nice change. 
>Her room has a regular looking cream color on the walls, a normal looking, but big bed. 
>Theres a flatscreen in front of the bed on an entertainment center.
>Theres two nightstands on each side, as if a couple shared the room together.
>You find that kind of suspicious, but you let it slide for now.
>Pulling your arm away from your grasp you say, 
"I got it from here." 
>"You sure?"
"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry about me."
>Stumbling a bit, you approach the bed.
>Sitting down,shift onto your back and relax, your head still throbbing.

>Velvet walks up to your side of the bed and looks down worriedly at you.
>"Anon?"
"Hmm?"
>"Is there anything I can do?"
>You let out a sigh.
"No. I'm alright."
>She shifts uncomfortably where she stands, nothing but a towel still wrapped around her.
>"I'll go put something on...be right back."
>You still want her, but the pounding in your head makes you yield to it's pain.
>Ugh...this is awful.
>She goes into the large closet on the other side of the room and shuts the door behind her.
>Putting your open palm to your forehead, you let out a groan.
>Today has worn you out...you felt tired even before slamming your head.
>You seriously hope you don't have a concussion.
>You're not having trouble thinking...no double vision...you can speak clearly.
>Hopefully its nothing serious.
>Concern for Velvet takes it's hold instead.
>You hope that she isn't too worried about you.
>A few moments pass and she opens up the closet, coming out in a white bed robe.
>It isn't skimpy at all, covering most of her body.
>You feel kind of disappointed on the missed opportunity, but your aching head makes it difficult to concentrate on that.
>She notices your open palm on your head.
>Sitting down your side of the bed, she shifts so that she can look at you.
>"Any better?"
>You try to force a smile.
"Yeah...Not as bad."
>Its just as bad, but you try to make her feel a bit better.
>She sighs.
>"I can't help but feel this is my faul-"
"It isn't. Accidents happen."
>You both sit quietly.

>You think about Twilight and Shining Armor.
"Hey."
>She glances at you, looking into your eyes.
>"Yeah?"
"When do Twi and Shining get home usually?"
>She looks away and thinks about it.
>"It really depends on their plans...but they're never gone longer than past Saturday."
>Shifting in her bed, you ask,
"Do you think it would be out of the question if I stayed tonight?"
>She shrugs.
>"I don't see why not. You'd have to leave early in the morning, though...just to be sure." 
"They're usually not back by then?"
>"Not usually, no...but if you stay, theres always the risk."
>You stare at her, considering your options.
>"But its not like they come barging into my room all the time. If anything, I could easily create a distraction for them so you could sneak out...or something."
"I guess we can play it by ear then." 
>She grins a little bit. 
>You grab her arm and pull her towards you.
>She giggles.
>You pull her in and wrap your arms around her as she lays down with you. 
>She smells like Cotton.
>She sighs happily into your chest, your head resting at the top of your head.
>A yawn comes from Velvet.
>You yawn in return.
>This day has been crazy, but you don't think you'd change it for the world.
>As Velvet clutches you, she says, "I had fun today, Anon...we can do this again, right?"
>You can't help but smile.
"Yeah. For sure."
>You shortly pass out with Velvet in your arms. 
>The next morning, you head on home before Twilight and Shining get home without a hitch.

>3 weeks pass, along with 2 other dates with Velvet.
>Almost non-stop contact with her. 
>Everything is going smoothly.
>You slam your locker shut, sighing.
>Monday mornings are always the worst. 
>Walking down the hallway, you think about Twilight and how you haven't been spending much time with her.
>She's shot you a couple texts here and there, but you haven't been very reciprocal. 
>Not ignoring her, but not engaging in much conversation either.
>You don't feel guilty about dating her Mom, do you?
>Ugh. The last thing you need is more drama. 
>.......
>You approach your first period class and open up the door.
>Taking your usual seat, you put your backpack down on the floor and wait for class to begin, making idle chit chat with some of the other students in the classroom.
>RIIIIIIIIING
>"Good morning, students. I hope you all had an exciting weekend."
>Boy, did you. This weekend you spent with Velvet, watching movies and eating junk with her at her place. 
>To top that off, a hot make out session.
>....You haven't had sex since that one fateful night, but thats not a problem, you figure. She probably just wants you to know that she takes you seriously.
>"Now, today we'll be picking up where we left off last week with the blah blah blah blah-"
>As usual, your mind trails off of the subject material being streamed out by your teacher. 
>Your mind falls to Velvet, as usual.
>You're running out of "free" things to do...
>Maybe its time to start job hunting.

>As the teacher continues to drone on about things you're vaguely interested in, you rest your head on your palm.
>Sighing you stare at the clock.
>8:37AM
>Well....Still got the entire day ahead of yo-
>PSST.
>You glance over to your right. 
Rolling your eyes, you whisper, "What do you want, Lightning Dust?"
>"Just take this."
>She tosses a note onto your desk.
>You give her a skeptical look before you glance down at the piece of paper.
>Looking over at your teacher, you make sure he didn't notice your little transaction before you even attempt to open up the note. 
>He seems to be too caught up in his lecture.
>Alright...might as well see what this is all about. 
>Picking up the note, you open it up with your index fingers and thumbs.
>You flatten the page with your open palm and begin to read.
>"Do you like Twilight Sparkle?"
>There are two boxes below the the question.
>"Yes" next to one, "No" next to the other.
>You glance over at Lightning Dust.
"What do you care?" you whisper.
>She looks back at you.
>"Not my note, dweeb."
>She points with her thumb over to Rainbow Dash, who sits right next to her.
>You look past Lightning Dust and at Rainbow.
>She catches your stare and looks at you.
>She gives the, "go ahead" signal. 
>Looking back at the note, you scribble down,
"I don't see why thats any of your business."
>You write that while neglecting to mark either of the boxes.
>Folding the note back up, you throw it back to Lightning Dust, who gives it to Rainbow.

>You don't know why Rainbow Dash is asking you such a question.
>Well...now that you think about it, you have a pretty good idea as to why. 
>She's trying to hook Twilight up, you figure.
>Well, you gotta give her points for trying. 
>Twilights nice, but you don't really li-
>DOINK
>The note hits you on the head.
>You look towards Rainbow Dash angrily, she tries to hold back a laugh.
>A snicker passes through.
>The teacher gets aggro. 
>"Rainbow Dash, do you find something amusing?"
>Her smile immediately fades and she faces forward in her desk.
>"No, sir. Nothing at all." 
>The teacher drags his eyes suspiciously across the classroom.
>You do your best to play angel, hiding the note under the palm of your hand.
>He turns back to the white board and continues scribbling notes down onto it.
>You open up the note for the second time.
>Her reply reads,"It IS my business because Twilight is my friend. Now how about you spill the beans?" 
>With a roll of your eyes, you put a checkmark on the "No" box.
>You quickly look up at your teacher.
>Then again.
>...Gotta get the timing just right.
>And...he's facing the whiteboard again.
>You toss the note onto Lightning Dust's desk. 
>"Do you MIND with the note passing?" Rarity says from behind you.
"Sorry!" you whisper. 
>"Anonymous!" you hear your teacher call. 
>You jerk upwards to attention.
"Whatsup, teach?"
>"Do you have something you want to share with the class?"
You grin and say, "Not particularly."

>"Well you seemed pretty talkative up until now."
"Just clearing my throat, sir." 
>He gives you an exasperated look.
>"I understand that its Monday and that you all are shifting focus back into school, but these constant interruptions have to stop. Lets get back in gear, people." He says, turning around back to the white board.
>You forgot about Rainbow Dash.
>Shifting your head to look into her direction, you're immediately met by her gaze.
>She directs her open palm to the sheet of paper and shakes her head as if to ask, "Why?!"
>You throw your open palms up in the air and shrug. 
>She crumples up the note and sets it on her desk. 
>...Well, that just happen-
>"Rainbow Dash! Anonymous!" the teacher calls out.
>He points to the door.
>"Out." 
>Shit.
>You guess he saw everything.
>You weren't really paying attention, but somehow he was keeping a closer eye on the classroom.
>Rainbow Dash wastes no time in getting up and walking out the door. 
>You notice she tosses the note into the trash.
>Fancy the teacher took no interest in it.
>Not wanting to sit in the embarrassment any longer, you push yourself up from your seat and move towards the doorway after Rainbow Dash.
>"I'll come and get you when I'm ready." the teacher says in a matter of fact tone as you walk out the classroom door with Dash. 
>You shut the door behind you, walking out into the empty and quiet hallway. 
>Rainbow Dash presses her back against the wall across from the hallway and looks at you.

>"So."
"So?"
>"Whats up?" 
"What do you mean?" 
>"About Twilight?" 
"I don't understand why you're so concerned about the subject." 
>"Look, I know I don't know you all that well, Anon, but let me tell you something..."
>She crosses her arms and looks at you in the eyes.
>"I think you're a bit dense. She tries to spend all this time with you, brings you over to her house, tells you about her personal life, helps you with your homework..."
>You nod your head in understanding.
"Yeah, I'm not dense. I know Twilight has a thing for me."
>"Well, why not go for her, then?"
"Not my type."
>She looks at you with a look of surprise.
>"Not. Your type?" 
"Thats what I said."
>"Then what IS your type, Anon?"
"None of your business! I don't know why you care so much!"
>"Because Twilight really likes you! And I want her to be happy!"
"Well I know I'm a stranger, but does MY happiness mean nothing to you?" you say with a smug look on your face.
>She balls her hand into a fist and gives out a low growl.
>"Anon, you're getting on my nerves..."
"Well, that isn't really my fault."
>"Didn't you tell her you wanted to hang out with the Rainbooms at some point?"
>You wish Twilight hadn't told anyone about that....especially Rainbow Dash.
>You shrug.
"Yeah, I guess I said something like that." 
>"Look, if you give Twilight a chance, you can hang out with us all you want! My treat!"
>You raise your eyebrow at her.
>She must really care for Twilight.

"Look, umm...."
>You rub the back of your head in a sort of embarrassment. 
"To tell you the truth, Rainbow....Its not that she's not my type...or well, maybe she isn't my type...or maybe she is, at any rate-"
>She's giving you an impatient look.
>"Theres another girl, isn't there?"
>You sigh and nod. 
>"Oh boy." 
"Why? Whats the big deal?"
>"Who is it?"
>You furrow your brow.
"Now THAT is none of your busine-"
>"Don't you think Cheerilee is a bit old for you, Anon?"
>That comment takes you by surprise.
"Twilight told yo-"
>"Twilight didn't tell me anything! People can read you like a book, Anon." she says, holding back laughter.
>She looks at you with an intense stare.
>"Anon, I think you should consider dropping the teacher." 
"I'm not dating her."
>"What?"
"I'm not interested in Cheerilee." 
>"Huh? Then who?"
>Before you can even retort,
>RIIIIIIIIIIIIING
>Well shit, first period is already over. 
>The teacher pops out of the room before any of the students can even vacate.
>"Both of you are to stay after school for detention due to your little sign language shindig earlier."
>The students file out from behind him, and you take that as your cue to leave.
>"Did you hear me, Anon?!" the teacher calls out.
"Yeah, yeah."
>Rainbow Dash quickly walks up to you.
>"Listen, Anon...something might happen soon. When it does, could you PLEASE consider what I've said?"
"What about it?"
>"About Twilight caring about you."
>"What do you mean 'something?'"

>"Look, Anon...I'm already half-way breaking a promise by telling you this...when it happens, you'll know." 
>She starts walking ahead of you.
"Wait! You can't tell me JUST that and walk away." 
>She looks over her shoulder.
>"Sorry, but that's all I can really say without breaking the promise that I made."
>You roll your eyes at the minor semantics of the situation. 
"Whatever, Rainbow Dash."
>With a shrug, she goes into a light jog and heads off into the crowded hallway.
>What the hell was that all about?
>What was the "something" that she meant?" 
>How can possibly know what she's talking about?
>You shrug mentally. 
>Theres no point in worrying about it. Nothing is going to change by worrying, you figure.
---
>The day passes.
>The next day passes.
>Wednesday afternoon rolls around. 
>Slamming your locker, you head to your final class for the day.
>You walk through the bustling hallways.
>Wednesdays are awful...you're in the middle of the week and have to get through Thursday and Friday in order to get to the weekend.
>You can't wait to start college so you have Fridays off. 
>Reaching your Classroom, you're about to open the door when you hear a voice call out your name.
>"Anon!"
>You raise your eyebrows and look towards the source of the voice. 
>Twilight is waving from across the hall, approaching you.
>You smile and wave back as she reaches you.
>"Hi, Anon! Long time no see!"
"Heh, yeah, its been awhile, hasn't it?"
>This is awkward as fuck.

>"Mhm! So I take it you're doing a lot better in math since you don't need my help?"
>Truth be told, you're still struggling in that class, but you feign success.
"Yeah, no doubt about it. Pulling a decent grade in that class."
>"Thats great to hear. So since we haven't been hanging out lately, I was thinking..."
>She shifts uncomfortably a bit.
"Yes?"
>"Well, I know it was kind of a bumpy night the last time you came over to my place."
>She knows nothing.
>Well, thats good.
"Oh? That whole thing? Don't worry about it. It was just a misundersta-"
>RIIIIIING
>You expect Twilight to say something like, "Ooh! Class started! I gotta run!," but...she doesn't budge from her spot in the hall.
>The last of the students file into the classroom through the door behind you, the door making its final "Cha-chunk" as it closes.
>The hall is quiet now and the tension is even more thick. 
>"Misunderstanding?" She finishes your sentence, a sheepish look on her face.
"Ah..yeah, that." 
>"Right, well...I wanted to try again...without the misunderstanding part."
"Oh"
>"Oh?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'd like to but..."
>She can already sense that an excuse is coming her way.
>She breaks eye contact with you and looks towards the floor, forlorn. 
>"You don't have to say anything else." 
"Eh...what?"
>She looks back up at you.
>"Anon, I..."
>Her eyes shimmer with intensity. 
>"I need to tell you something..."
>Uh oh.
>This is it. 
>You try to keep a cool head and nod before she continues

>Theres a long pause as she stands in front of you.
>She has a couple of books wrapped around her arms up to her chest. 
>Her clutch on them tightens as she stands there, silent.
>She looks as if she doesn't know if she should say what she's about to say.
>At least thats what you assume. 
"Umm..."
>Her purple tinted face flushes a bright pink, from what you assume to be embarrassment.
>Embarrassment spawned from taking so long to say what she intends to say.
>"I was...I was wondering if..."
"Yes?" you say, trying to move things along.
>She stands there like a statue.
With a sigh, you say, "You know, you can tell me anything. We haven't known each other that long, but...you don't have to hesitate."
>She nods slowly and then sighs.
>"Anon, would you like to come over again?"
"Come over?"
>"To my place."
"Oh..."
>Well, you're not too sure about that.
>You don't see the harm in it necessarily.
>"If you don't want to, thats fine..."
>You get the feeling thats not what she wanted to tell you and that she couldn't force herself to say what she wanted to say.
"Well, sure. Why not?"
>"You will?" She says, raising her head.
"Yeah. I'll do it."
>"I just want to make up for what happened before...I kind of got the feeling that you stopped talking to me as much because of what happened."
"That was just a coincidence...I've been pretty busy lately."
>You're lying through your teeth, but your response seems to satisfy her. 
>She finally smiles and looks up to you.

>"So you weren't ignoring me?"
"Nope." you say, shaking your head.
>Normally you'd see this behavior as clingy, but you have been neglecting her for the past couple of weeks in the attention department. 
>She seems to be really relieved. 
>"I thought after all that happened, you didn't really want to spend time with me anymore." 
"Thats nonsense." 
>"What have you been up to thats kept you so busy?"
"Well I-"
>The classroom door behind you opens.
>"Anonymous." your teacher states sternly.
>You turn around slowly and try to give him an innocent smile. 
>"Class has started and I we can hear your mumbling out he-"
>He glances over at Twilight.
>Then back at you.
>"So...just try to keep it down." 
"Uhh, thanks, teach."
>"Come in when you're done talking." he says, shutting the door behind him.
>....What the fuck.
>You look back at Twilight, who has a shocked look on her face.
"What was that about?" You say in a hushed voice.
>She shrugs and says, "Maybe he's just a cool teacher.
>Whatever. You're just relieved this moment was cut off suddenly. 
"But umm...anyway, getting back on topic...when did you want me to come over?"
>She brightens up again.
>"Well I was thinking this weekend, if you're free."
>You think about it.
>Velvet hadn't made plans with you yet.
>You intended to go job hunting, but there should be plenty of time for that regardless. 
"Well, I think I can free up some ti-"
>She wraps her arms around you and hugs you.
"I can't wait! I'm so excited!"

>You don't hug back, but you look down at her.
>She peers up at you, the quiet of the empty hallway making the moment more intense.
>She looks into your eyes, her face becoming even more red.
>"We haven't been this close since..."
>You remember the night where you and Velvet teased Twilight into kissing you.
>Your face gets warm.
>She pushes away, realizing her embrace has lasted a bit too long.
>"Heh, sorry, Anon." 
>You're loyal to Velvet, so you don't really try to escalate the situation. 
>You rub the back of your head and look to her.
"What time should I come over?"
>"Saturday...around 5 okay for you?"
"Sounds good. I'll be there."
>"Great...I should probably get to class." 
"Same here." 
>She gives you a wave with a sheepish smile as she walks away.
>You return the wave as you open the classroom door.
>Theres an awkward air in the room as you walk in.
>Like you're being watched...
>From the left side of the classroom, you scan to the right as you move to your seat.
>Your eyes land on the girl to the left of your seat.
>She's that loud drummer girl from the Rainbooms.
>She's glaring at you.
>As you sit down at your seat, you ask
"Do we have a problem?"
>Suddenly she smiles and says, "Nope! Especially if you said yes to Twilight!"
"About what?"
>She gives you a shocked look and slams both of her hands over her mouth.
>You roll your eyes.
"I already know she likes me."
>"Oh. Well you should TOTALLY go out with her!"
>Looks like all her friends are in on this.

>Your conversation dies down, you not wanting to get in trouble with your teacher...he cut you some slack, better not push your luck.
>The rest of the school day passes with ease.
>You think about surprising Twilight in the library after class, but you decide against it...you really don't want her to become more attached to you.
>So here you are, walking out the front doors of the school and going down the familiar steps...
>Now that you think about it, you could get some of your job hunting done today and not have to worry about it over the weekend.
>You reach the bottom of the steps and pull out your phone.
>Bringing up a blank text prompt, you tap,
"I'm out. How are you?"
>You send the message to Velvet.
>You drop the phone into your pocket and begin walking home.
>"I had a busy morning, but I'm relaxing now. How about you?"
"Just about to go on a job hunt" 
>"Oh? Would you like me to drive you?"
>Perish the thought.
"No thanks. I'll walk"
>"You're so stubborn." 
"I'm not being stubborn. I just prefer to walk"
>Thats a lie, but you don't want her to feel as if you're denying her.
>"We doing anything this weekend?" she replies back, changing the subject.
>Well shit. You need to tell her about the whole Twilight thing.
"Kind of had something come up." 
>"Something?"
"Yeah. Twilight wants me to come over to your place again"
>You send that message...and it takes Velvet a little longer to reply than the times prior.
>"And why exactly is that?" she finally responds.

>You stop walking and stare at that text.
>It seems...hostile.
>Now, now, its just text. I can easily be taken out of context.
>Putting all concentration into the phone you tap back,
"She wanted to make up for what happened last time." 
>You don't even bother putting the phone back into your pocket.
>You clutch the phone in your hand as you continue to walk home. 
>VRRRRRR
>You quickly bring it back up to your face.
>"Sure. Why not? She hasn't asked me about it, though."
>Phew. Okay, maybe things can still work out here.
You tap back, "She should here in the next day or so."
>"Does she know that you're not interested in her?"
"I think she's starting to get the hint, but I don't think she's fully convinced yet." 
>"Well maybe you should tell her soon. The longer this goes on, the worse it will get." 
>You're not really sure if you have the heart to shoot her down.
>And theres always the guilt that Velvet has that could put a damper on things.
>You start to worry about going over to her place with Twilight...
>It can't be THAT bad, so long as they don't end up having a fight like the last time, right?
>You sigh.
>You're getting too old for this shit...and you're only in High School.
>Deciding to type back, you ask,
"Tell her about us?"
>Theres a long pause this time.
>"No. Just that you're not interested in her."
>You're not really surprised by her response. You guess that Velvet isn't ready to face Twilight on this. 
>Doesn't seem like something that will end well...

>Sliding the phone back into your pocket, you take a deep sigh.
>You know you're not interested in Twilight.
>Shouldn't you just shut down now?
>You don't want Velvet to have any ideas that you're not serious about your relationship with her.
>Shuffling down the side walk, you lower your head and look at the grey concrete sidewalk.
>Another sigh escapes you.
>You imagine trying to tell Twilight everything.
You think in your head, "Twilight, I'm dating your mom..."
>"WHAT?!" she'd scream.
>Possible tears that would form in her eye ducts.
>The hiccuping of her cries.
>And of course the worst part...
>Her relationship with her mom suffering.
>You don't want you and Velvet to come between her and her mom. 
>The guilty you would have...you don't think you'd be able to live with that.
>Especially since Twilight's relationship with her Dad is all up in the air. 
>The situation is starting to get a bit more messy for your tastes...
>Trying to think of a possible solution, you look up and see that you've almost reached home. 
>You could use some relaxation.
>Walking up to the usual white front door, you open it up and push past the screen door, shutting them both behind you.
>You kick your shoes off immediately and toss your backpack onto the floor.
>Another sigh escapes you.
>Wasting no time, you open your door and shut it behind you.
>Oh bed, how you've missed it.
>You plop down face first, your face landing your pillow.
>You can't help but sigh again...you're tired.