Tray in hand, I stepped out into the commons searching for Jon, and hoping his day had improved a little since we'd parted ways this morning. Today had been interesting to say the least, and that was putting it mildly. I'd never been popular, never even really been noticed by my peers before. For the most part anonymity was a condition that Jon and I had both suffered from for far too long. I wouldn't say I'd became popular, because that really wouldn't have been the right word for it. I was certainly getting noticed though. I guess having said that, it sounds strange to say that most of my female classmates ignored me. It was different now though. Before they'd ignored me because, in their world, I hadn't existed. I'd been that tomboy of a girl who was genuinely interested in things like science fiction and medieval fantasy. I was the kind of girl who had no place in the average high school clique and because of that, I was a kind of apparition to be ignored because I couldn't possibly be real. Now though, when they ignored me, they did it with purpose. They avoided me because, well, they were actually trying to avoid me. I wasn't sure why, but I found it a little empowering.
The guys now, they were a different story. Apart from Jon of course, they'd never really paid me any attention either. I wasn't into the things they felt a girl should be into. I didn't spend a small fortune on clothes, or spend three hours in the bathroom getting ready in the morning. Now that I was a lesbian though, now that they suddenly found themselves imagining me getting physical with another girl, they tended to cast a second glance. I could see them leering at me, and I knew what they were thinking. It didn't bother me though. On the contrary, it made me smile on the inside, knowing what they wanted and knowing that they couldn't have it.
The commons seemed more crowded than normal today, but I might just have been a little more aware of my classmates today. My eyes drifted around the room, trying to find Jon. He'd been in such a foul mood this morning and I knew that a lot of it had to do with my wish. I wanted to confer with him and find out how he was feeling. I was also starting to wonder if he'd hooked up yet. We were well over half way through the day after all. For my part I was batting a big fat goose egg.
"Watch it dyke," I heard some girl say indignantly as I accidentally bumped into her. She grunted and kept on walking. I found myself watching her ass sway back and forth as she made her way toward her group.
Turning my head back, I finally found Jon. He was sitting at a table with another guy. I couldn't remember the stranger's name but I knew I'd seen him around the school before. As I started to approach, I watched as the two of them got up and headed out of the commons. A thin smile crossed my lips as I watched Jon take the other guy's hand and lead him.
"Go Jon boy," I whispered under my breath. I was happy for him. I was pretty sure I was happy for him anyway. I had to be right? I'd created this situation, and I'd done it to get him off my back, to give myself a little breathing room. So why was I feeling a little ambivalent about watching him walk away hand in hand with another guy? It couldn't be jealousy, could it? What right did I have? I wasn't even into guys anymore, so why should I feel anything like that? I shook my head and made my way over to the now empty table that they'd been sitting at. Slumping into the chair I began to pick at my pizza.
Maybe I was just jealous that he'd found his match first. Yeah, that was probably it. I'd known it was a possibility, but I guess I'd kind of been hoping that I'd meet my new girlfriend first. I shook my head again, glad to have sorted that out and finally took a bite. Deep down I wasn't entirely sure that I'd figured things out, but for the moment I decided to let it drop.
***
After what felt like an eternity I finally pulled my lips away from Richard, still completely lost in the moment. It took me a moment to realize that, while one of my hands had been resting on his cheek, the other one had been rubbing his crotch. I'd felt a thrill, my own member beginning to harden, as I felt him come alive in my hand. I smiled, looking into his eyes, and enjoying the enthusiasm that radiated from them. Maybe Karyn had been right. Maybe her wish had been a good idea. The kiss, my first kiss ever, had been completely amazing. His lips were firm, unyielding, and the way he'd held me made me feel safe. I'd never felt this way in my life. I remembered again the fact that I wasn't being compelled to like him because of the wish. This was all me, and I liked it. I wanted more, but there was only so much we could do on school grounds.
"You're a good kisser," Dick whispered softly. A few moments ago, when he'd approached me in the lunch room, he'd seemed so timid, so reserved. Now he had a confidence about him that I couldn't help but find appealing.
"Thanks," I whispered back modestly, "you too." I couldn't help myself. After taking one last drag and expelling the smoke, I leaned in and kissed him softly. He returned it, wrapping his arms around me.
"You know," he whispered, "we could really get our asses kicked, making out on school grounds like this. If somebody saw us "
"I don't care," I told him. "Let them try it."
He smiled again. I felt his fingers running through my short dark hair. "My parents aren't going to be home tomorrow night, you should come by."
I nodded, "I'd like that."
"Good," he said. "Lunch is almost over. We should really get ready for class." I nodded. I didn't like the idea of leaving him, but I knew he was right.
"Tomorrow night then," I said, going in for one last quick kiss before we separated.
"Can't wait," he said as I walked away.
The day had started pretty poorly for me, but now it seemed like things were looking up. Feeling truly good for the first time since Karyn had made the wish last night, I made my way back toward the building, eager to find out what the rest of the day had in store
