True Feelings

Long ago I had given up concentrating on my assignment. Everytime I tried to think about it Kate's face would appear in my mind. Her hazel eyes sparkling in the light, the way she smiled that made a lone dimple on the side of her face. The look that she had just for me. Was it foolish to believe that she loved me just as much as I did her? Looking down at my previously empty paper, it was now filled with sketches of Kate. Picking up my eraser I got rid of a stray line, and added in some shading with my pencil. It was a picture of Kate, as I had first seen her this morning working on her assignment. I knew all of her features by heart and could draw them perfectly. Too soon I had finished and held the paper up to look at it. Satisfied I opened my folder and added the picture to my collection.

Looking at the clock, I saw that I only had a few minutes left in class and the assignment was due today. Hurredly I pulled out a clean piece of paper and, barely looking in the textbook, wrote down my answers. The bell rang as I was turning it in so I hurried to my seat to gather up my belongings to head to art class, in which I sat next to Kate.

Reaching the class I could see that Kate was already there, and so was Rick. The boy that sits across from her and the boy that she has a crush on. He was leaning across the table, putting the neckline of her shirt at his eyelevel, and he wasn't shy about looking either. I had to supress the urge to march in and pull him off the table, proceeding to knee him in the groin. 'no, she's not mine...i have no right...not yet anyways' Putting on a fake smile I walked in, dropping my bag onto the floor and sliding into my seat to join the conversation.

"Hey Kate, hey Rick"

"Hey Jess, you goin to Homecoming?" Rick asked me

I shrugged "Not without a date, and maybe not even with" I grinned mischeviously "plenty of other things to do while my parents think i'm at a school function" Kate laughed at this, knowing that I would do no such thing. Rick just kept his face the same

"Would you go with me?" he asked. Instantly Kate's laughter stopped and she looked at me. Pain shot through my heart when I saw her expression. Rick didn't notice, his gaze was on me.

"Sorry Rick, I'm uh..." stumbling for an answer I looked to Kate for help.

"She's taken" Good ol' Kate, always saving my ass mentally sighing in relief I nodded my head.

"But you just said you didn't have a date..." said a slightly hurt Rick

"Yes I do" I replied cooly

"Really"

"Yes"

"Who then? What other guy hasn't got a date?"

"Who says its a guy?" Kate put in shocking Rick to silence. I just looked at her with a question on my face. "Jess is taking me to homecoming."

"I am?" I mouthed to Kate, hardly believing what I just heard.

She winked at me before turning to Rick again "Jess asked me not to tell anyone, sorry Jess, because she hadn't come out of the closet yet" she reached over and took my hand, intwining our fingers.

Rick sat back wide eyed "You guys are lesbians?"

"No not lesbian, just Bi" replied Kate squeezing my hand. I nodded for my reply.

"Thats...could you two kiss for me?"

"You perv!" I reached over and smacked him upside the head "Go crawl back in your hole with the internet porn"

Recieving glares from both me and Kate, Rick made the wise decision of moving to a different table, not before mumbling something about pmsing bitches

"I head that" I said in an icy voice.

"You can let go now"

"Huh?" I looked down and saw that we were still holding hands. I let go and started fiddling with my pencil. "So you really want to go with me or was it just a ploy?"

Kate's face reddened "..." I looked at her questioning, barely hoping to hope

"Kate, I..." it was then that we both noticed the entire class staring, including the art teacher.

"Jessica and Katlin, do I need to seperate you two?"

"No Mr. Lansing" we replied in unison.

"Well then, get your paints and start on that still life" Mr. Lansing then went to help someone else across the room.

Before I could say anything Kate had gotten up and grabbed two pallettes, starting to fill one. I caught up to her and filled my own, grabbing two sheets of paper for us to paint on. I sat down and she followed with the paint brushes. We worked in silence, painting the fruit bowl infront of us, concentrating on it as if it were the only thing in the world. Finally I couldn't take it anymore.

"Kate?"

She said nothing

"Kate, please" but it was to no avail. Either she really didn't want to talk, or that banana was taking up all of her concentration. I doubt it was the latter. Glancing at my own paper I deemed it 'completed' and put it on the drying rack to be graded. Pulling out a piece of paper I started a note.

Kate, talk to me.

I pushed the paper over to her. She looked at it, looked at me and then turned back to the painting, this time doing the round grapes. I took the paper back

Meet me afterschool, at the picnic spot.

This time when she saw it she met my eyes and nodded before smiling. The 'picnic' spot is a place that we had found in the woods, no one else knew about it. When we were younger we had taken some planks of wood up there and made a make-shift table for our tea parties. Now when we go its to just hang out without being bothered by siblings or parents. Completly seclusive.

A/N: >.< Wrote this chapter 2 times, and each time it came out different. Still short but better than the first draft. I have difficulty staying focused on one task for a long time, thats why I don't have very long chapters. Add to that a muse that likes to play hide and seek (and is very good at it) and you get short chapters with long periods between them. ^^' hopefully my muse won't die on me tomorrow and you guys can get another update :-D