The Lucky Charm

Chapter 8: "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" Lao Tzu (6th century BC)

Last Time:

Thursday

The morning came sooner than expected, Keara woke me up after getting up from her alarm on her phone. I rose quickly and

went to the bathroom to see if any more changes had happened, but I was just the same as when I went to bed last night, and

I was very happy.

A fast shower and I was out getting dressed in the clothes Keara had left for me to wear when she went to use the other

shower. Nothing special really, a matching bra and panties, this bra fit better than the one yesterday, a green plaid skirt

and white blouse. A pair of knee high socks with a matching plaid band and some Mary-Janes for shoes.

Looking in the mirror, I thought I looked pretty damned good, just a little bit of makeup for the eyes, smokey this time and

some bright red lipstick.

When Keara saw me all ready to go at breakfast, she smiled and said, "Smokin' Girl! Just need to fix one little thing." As

she leaned toward me and undid a couple of the buttons on the blouse, enough to let show the lace trim of my bra, "Now

that's perfect, not a single straight boy or lez girl will be able to keep their eyes off of you."

I'm sure she was right, I was going to get a lot of attension today.

And Now:

Mom was waiting for us in the car, stating that she would be needed to enroll me in school. And of course she was right. We

were a little worried that there would end up being some problem with my admissions. Thankfully, that wasn't to be the case.

Once we got to the school office, we were quickly ushered in to see the school principal, Mr. Hal O'neal. Mr. O'neal was

your typical high school principal, though a bit on the younger side of forty-five. He was friendly, and Keara had never

said anything bad about him.

After introductions were made, making sure we were comfortably seated, he sat himself down and said, "Well, now, let's just

take a look and see if you're in the system," And before mom could make an objection, "Ah, here it is right here. It says

here that you spent last year abroad, traveling with a friend of the family. One Ms. Freya. Odd, it doesn't say whether that

is a first or last name?"

Mom, Keara and I looked between us, I answered, "That would be her first name, sir, Freya was very good to me. What else

does it say Mr. O'Neal?"

"Oh, alright. Well, it says that 'Freya' kept you current with your studies. All your test scores show you to be a solid 'A

+' student with an AP Weighted GPA value of 5.35. It seems Ms. Freya thinks very highly of you Miss Lawrence," Standing up

to reach out his hand to me, "It's a pleasure to have you at our school. East Valley High welcomes you!"

Keara says, "I'll show her around Mr. O'Neal, the first stop is to get your schedule and locker assignments. If that's

alright sir!" He muttered something as we walked away.

I gave mom a hug as we left and told her I loved her and would see her at home. Leaving her and the principal to finish with

anything else needing to be done. It took all of five minutes to get my class schedule and we were on our way to our first

class of the day and made it just after the bell sounded.

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Keara started to explain, when the teacher stopped her, "Ah, Keara, I see you have a new student for us, she can take the

open seat to the left of yours. But, before you ladies take your seats, introductions please!"

"Of course, Miss Archer. I present Miss Georgie Lawrence, my aunt!" That caused a bit of a stir. Looking at the class to get

a feel of the group, I could already see the lecherous smiles on most of the boys faces, and a few of the girls too.

Ignoring all the boys, I noticed one girl who was licking her lips as she gazed at me. Then I realized that she was one of

Keara's friends and teammate on the softball team. Samantha was her name, or Sammy for short. I smiled, looking straight at

her and said, "Hello everybody, I'm very glad to be here and meet all of you." Never wavering from her eyes.

Miss Archer said, "Well, that is probably an interesting story for some other time. Right, Ladies, please take your seats."

The whole way to our seats, my eyes never left Sammy's, who so happened to sit in the seat in front of mine next to the

windows. As I passed her to take my seat, Sammy says, "Did it just get hot in here or what?" Just loud enough for the

closest chairs to hear.

My response was just as quiet as hers was, "You feel it too?" Fanning myself as she turned to look at me as I sat down. The

boys that heard our remarks just shook their heads muttering about how all the pretty girls were only into other girls. But

who could blame them, Sammy was a goddess in the sophomore class.

Sammy was of Native American descent, long, straight black hair, so black that it shone with a blue highlight. She was an

idealized version of Disney's Pocahantas, but more a western plains ancestry. With bright blue eyes that matched the gleam

of her hair. The only makeup she wore was mascara and lip gloss. Such perfection needed nothing else.

I knew Sammy from keeping score for Keara's games and knew just how special she was, I just never realized that she was into

girls. I don't know exactly what I was feeling, cause I had never felt this way about any person I had met before. But I had

my suspicions what it was and it made me feel warm and tingly inside.

Looking across at Keara, she had a very knowing smile on her face. Why that little vixen was so going to get tickled

mercilessly when I got the chance at home.

End of Chapter 8

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Mopar

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