“Hey Murphy! Over here!” I hear Barbie call as I walk in. She's wearing a faded, lace, band tee with tapered khaki shorts. Her hair is in a parted, loose braid that beautifully frames her face. I smile at her.
“Hey, let's go grab some tickets.” I say turning and walking to the booth. She grabs my arm to stop me.
“I already bought tickets.” She says holding them up.
“Barbie!” I say. Guys are supposed to treat you.
“It's fine, just buy the snacks.” She says starting towards the snack bar.
“That was pretty good.” Barbie says as we exit the theater to wait for her parents outside. She pops a milk dud into her mouth.
I laugh. “No it wasn’t.” Barbie laughs.
Her phone vibrates and she checks it. “My parents are gonna be late.” She sighs. “They just left.”
“Mkay. Let's go find a bench.” I say scanning the sidewalk.
“No it’s ok. Go home.”
“There's one.” I say, ignoring her, as I start to walk to a bench peaking out from the side of the building. Barbie smiles and follows me.
I sit down and turn to her. She smiles up at me.
“So how’s junior year going?” She asks, making conversation.
“Hard. Lots of work.” I say shrugging. “How about sophomore year?”
“It’s alright.” She starts as a hair falls out of her braid. “I don’t really like chemistry so that doesn’t help.” She laughs to herself. I reach out and tuck the loose hair back into her braid. I look back down at her to continue listening, but she stopped talking.
I blush as I realize what I did. “Sorry. I acted without thinking.” I say rubbing my neck as I turn away.
She smiles. “It's ok.”
I want to kiss her. So I do. I cup her face with my hand and lean down to her face. The kiss is short, only about 5 seconds, but my heart is beating wildly the whole time. At first it's a soft and gentle kiss, but she quickly shifts her head and applies more pressure.
When I pull away, I apologize again. Sh*t that's assault. I think as she turns away. She seems upset.
“Are you ok?” I ask, praying that she is.
She turns. “I’ll be honest, I’m confused.” She blurts out, “I’m bi queer.” She says.
I raise my eyebrows slightly in shock. “Ok.” I say, happy that she didn’t consider it assault.
She looks up in surprise. “You’re not weirded out?” She says as I shake my head. “You’re not mad?”
I furrow my brow. “Why would I be mad?”
“I led you on.” She says, “I don’t really know if I like you.” She wrings her hands in anxiety.
“It’s alright. I never really thought you liked me anyway.” I say. It's true. She never really showed interest in me.
“Then can I ask you a really big favor?”
“Uh, sure.” I say, tilting my head in question.
“So I don’t really know if I like guys, and I wanted to test it out..” She pauses, looking for the right words. “Do you think we could continue?”
I blush a deep red. “Continue?” I ask, dumbfounded. This is the last thing I thought she'd ask.
“We don’t have to.” She says looking away, embarrassed.
“No we can.” I say, and she whips her head back up to me in excitement, “but I have to ask you something first.”
She nods her head in agreement.
“So you don’t know if you like guys, but you like girls?”
She nods without hesitation. OK. Fine with me.
I gesture for her to move closer and she does. We intertwine again, but with much more desire behind it than before. We hold the initial kiss much longer, more like 7 seconds, until Barbie parts and comes back in with parted lips. Oh, I think, getting why she did that. I mirror her action and soon we’re kissing with tongue. It’s great, but my neck starts to cramp from leaning down. I pull away to rub it. Barbie wordlessly gets up and sits on my lap. I smile at her as she closes the gap again. We start kissing again, and I put my hands on her hips. I pull her hips closer to me. We move effortlessly, wordlessly understanding each other's movements. We mix well, I think to myself happily. After another minute or so, Barbie's right hand finds my left hand on her waist. She moves it lower and motions groping her butt with her hand over mine. I pull away in shock.
“Sorry.” She says in embarrassment as she looks away. I repeat the motion and she turns and smiles. Oh boy.
We keep at it but Barbie is now showing her wild side. I feel like she could eat me alive. She pulls away to kiss my cheek then my jaw and finally start kissing my neck. I lean forward and rest my head on her shoulder. I breathe in and smell cherry blossoms. Mmm. That must be her. I move my head closer until my nose is touching her neck and I breathe in aggressively.
“Murphy!” Barbie moans, pulling away. We look at each other in shock.
Thump, thump. I feel blood rushing to my groin. Sh*t.
Luckily, Barbie's phone starts to vibrate and she gets up to answer it.
“My parents are here.” She says bending down to grab her stuff. I watch as she picks up her bag and stands back up to look at me.
“Thanks, Murphy.” She says with a small smile.
“Did it help?” I ask, not fully wanting to hear the answer.
“Yeah… I don’t like guys.” She says with an awkward laugh. I blush. “Don’t get me wrong, I really like kissing you,” She pauses, not sure how to say the next part. Uh oh. “ but I know you got hard and that turned me off.” she mumbles.
I blush a deeper red and put my head in my hands in embarrassment. “Oh my God, I am so sorry.” I say, mortified. If it wasn’t harassment before, it is now.
She laughs and pats my head. I lift it up as she says, “It’s ok. It's natural.” She smiles. “I’ll see you Monday, Murphy.” She says as she starts to walk backwards towards her parents car.
I smile and nod.
“Oh, and I’ll see you at the party next Friday.” She says, waving and turning to run.
Great. Another surprise.
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