Chapter 3

Marcie's pov

After the party which was on a Friday, I woke up to a hangover. "ugh" I mumbled to myself. Thank god it's Saturday I said as I dragged myself to the kitchen. How did I get home? "Hey Marcie there's a girl in our livingroom, said her names Bella?" My mother said. "Ugh" I said. I went into the livingroom And there stood Bella, looking perfect. "What are you doing here?" I asked "um the project duh" she said. Just wait here while I take a shower.

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Bella's pov

Her house was HUGE. It was giant. It wasn't a mansion it was a fucking castle. Her living room alone could be full apartment. and not to mention it was really nicely decorated, and there was windows all round it. Not to mention a 2 miles away was a beach. I also noticed there was a forest in the back. She came back in a tight black tank top and black panties. "Let's get started" she said. I blushed and quickly turned around. Wow I thought. She's so amazing. Ew stop.

A couple of hours later we we no where near done. "Okay you're giving me a headache" she said. "No it's THE HANGOVER" I yelled. Just to piss her off. She looked at me and smiled. What the hell though as she leaned closer to me, making sure her boobs were showing. Her face was all up in mine. I stared at her and she smiled and kicked her lips. i could kiss her. I realized what I just said and pushed her away. "You stupid queer" I said. She raised her eyebrow, leaned toward my ear and whispered "im not the only queer in this room" and sat back down. I squinted at her. "Wtf are you talking about?" I demanded. "The kiss at the party. You liked it" she said. My heart sank. "Liar. I'm not a lesbo". "Quit bullshiting yourself." she said. I rolled my eyes. "Let's get back to work" I said sternly. She shrugged. It's 4:40 and it's getting late. "Can we leave the stuff over here?" I asked. "Sure she replied". I got a text from my ex. It was hard hearing from him. Our relationship was, hard.

"Hey Bella. Want to talk about the lawsuit." It said

My heart sank and my throat got dry.

Marcie got up and went to her room. I wiped a tear from my eye. I was shaking. Marcie came back, wearing dark red skinny jeans, a light brown shirt, a brown leather jacket and brown boots. Come on she said. She grabbed my hand and we went to the backyard and into the forest. We were walking for a couple of miles, and the forest was beautiful. "Are you going to kill me?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled. "Just keep walking". After 30 mins. We reached a beautiful pond, and a big tree with the most amazing looking tree house I've ever seen in my entire life. "Wow" I said. i looked at her and she was staring at me smiling. The tree house was like a castle. It even had a tower. "Come on" she said as she started climbing the ladder. We reached the tree house and I asked where she found this. "My dad built it". Ms he said looking around. There was art supplies and books and games everywhere. "Just me and him". She started climbing the little stairs to the tower. "Coming?" She asked. i followed and the tower view was amazing. We were high up and I kind of got scared and I grabbed my hands on the rail. (The tower was kind of like a balcony). Marcie put her hand on mine. "It's going to be okay" she said. "I'm here". I smiled. We were quiet and looked at the view. The sun was setting and it was absolutely beautiful. I looked at Marcie, as she was looking i into the sunset, and I swear she never seemed so beautiful. In that moment, all I wished was for me to stay here forever, with her. And in that moment I realized, I wanted her to be mine. Fuck. I think I'm falling in love with Marcie Langton.