alex danvers
5 bears in a trenchcoat
B xxx I xxx L xxx L xxx I xxx E
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people always told me
be careful of what you do
and don't go around
breaking young girls' hearts
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Billie’s grin only grew wider as the other girl extended a hand to softly slap her on the shoulder, pushing slightly against her in playful reprimanding, although Billie was quite sure that she could’ve seen something like that going. Over the past few weeks she’d gotten a pretty clear image of what Aliyah was like, and she was sure, because of her own openness and her ability to be herself around pretty much anyone, that the feeling was mutual. Still, the question seemed to have come unexpectedly and she leaned back, putting one of her hands behind her shoulders and raising a questioning eyebrow at the other girl.
“Freshman year? How long you been goin’ here?” Billie shook her head, eyes slightly widened in surprise, before relaxing back into the wall. “Never mind. Don’t wanna know.” She allowed her gaze to stray, finding its way to the moon that was clearly drawn against the dark sky. It was slightly chilly, even in the summer, and a faint sheen of goosebumps played around her biceps and forearms, but not nearly enough to make her actually cold as a soft breeze moved past them. There was rain in the air, she could smell it, but even as a couple of dark, ominous looking clouds slowly moved in their direction, she didn’t move. It felt peaceful for a moment. “Makes sense why ya were so desperate now, though.”
There was a brief silence between them, the only sound emanating from the city being the distant roaring of car engine on a nearby street for late drivers, and Billie’s gaze moved slowly to meet with Aliyah’s as she delved into her next question, which left Billie slightly surprised. “Uh, yeah, guess I did.” She muttered, a sudden slight frown pulling down at her eyebrows and creating a thoughtful wrinkle between them. “I was always kinda the different kid, ya know. Fittin’ in ain’t for me. In the, uh, in the houses, it kinda just was me against everyone else, so I just kinda did my own thing, ya know.” She pushed her hand through the thick curls of her afro, playing with it absently. “I ain’t never worn a dress in my life. Think that’s proof enough for me.” She grinned, allowing her gaze to find Aliyah’s. “Everyone just kinda knows, ‘n I ain’t tryna hide it. It’s just… me.”
She gave a light shrug, breathing in deep and letting out a sigh before turning slightly towards the other girl. “Guess the same ain’t true for you, then?”
They spent some time talking, and eventually Aliyah scooted over until she could lean against Billie’s side again much like they had on the couch earlier. When Billie noticed the other girl’s eyes beginning to droop again, she stirred underneath her. “Let’s get ya home,” she murmured, standing and helping Aliyah on her legs, before guiding the both of them back down the stairs and into the dorm hallway. When they reached Aliyah’s door, she shook her head when the other girl began to take off the jacket. “Nah, I’m good. Keep it for now.” They shared a brief kiss, nothing more than a momentary meeting of lips, before Billie was walking back to her own dorm.
“u wanna meet up today?” … “ill pick u up from the park at 4”
Aliyah was already there when Billie arrived, looking slightly uncomfortable as the brunette approached her – and she was amused to see that even now she was wearing Billie’s leather jacket. However, that same thoughtful crease appeared between her eyebrows when she caught sight of the expression on Aliyah’s face, and she brushed aside common courtesies to address it. “What’s up? You lookin’… uncomfortable?”
“Freshman year? How long you been goin’ here?” Billie shook her head, eyes slightly widened in surprise, before relaxing back into the wall. “Never mind. Don’t wanna know.” She allowed her gaze to stray, finding its way to the moon that was clearly drawn against the dark sky. It was slightly chilly, even in the summer, and a faint sheen of goosebumps played around her biceps and forearms, but not nearly enough to make her actually cold as a soft breeze moved past them. There was rain in the air, she could smell it, but even as a couple of dark, ominous looking clouds slowly moved in their direction, she didn’t move. It felt peaceful for a moment. “Makes sense why ya were so desperate now, though.”
There was a brief silence between them, the only sound emanating from the city being the distant roaring of car engine on a nearby street for late drivers, and Billie’s gaze moved slowly to meet with Aliyah’s as she delved into her next question, which left Billie slightly surprised. “Uh, yeah, guess I did.” She muttered, a sudden slight frown pulling down at her eyebrows and creating a thoughtful wrinkle between them. “I was always kinda the different kid, ya know. Fittin’ in ain’t for me. In the, uh, in the houses, it kinda just was me against everyone else, so I just kinda did my own thing, ya know.” She pushed her hand through the thick curls of her afro, playing with it absently. “I ain’t never worn a dress in my life. Think that’s proof enough for me.” She grinned, allowing her gaze to find Aliyah’s. “Everyone just kinda knows, ‘n I ain’t tryna hide it. It’s just… me.”
She gave a light shrug, breathing in deep and letting out a sigh before turning slightly towards the other girl. “Guess the same ain’t true for you, then?”
They spent some time talking, and eventually Aliyah scooted over until she could lean against Billie’s side again much like they had on the couch earlier. When Billie noticed the other girl’s eyes beginning to droop again, she stirred underneath her. “Let’s get ya home,” she murmured, standing and helping Aliyah on her legs, before guiding the both of them back down the stairs and into the dorm hallway. When they reached Aliyah’s door, she shook her head when the other girl began to take off the jacket. “Nah, I’m good. Keep it for now.” They shared a brief kiss, nothing more than a momentary meeting of lips, before Billie was walking back to her own dorm.
“u wanna meet up today?” … “ill pick u up from the park at 4”
Aliyah was already there when Billie arrived, looking slightly uncomfortable as the brunette approached her – and she was amused to see that even now she was wearing Billie’s leather jacket. However, that same thoughtful crease appeared between her eyebrows when she caught sight of the expression on Aliyah’s face, and she brushed aside common courtesies to address it. “What’s up? You lookin’… uncomfortable?”