On a Saturday morning a month later the extravaganza was scheduled to occur. The foursome was at the bookstore as it opened that morning to make sure everything was prepared, and when they arrived, there was a crowd of women hovering around.

Elle smiled up at Addison knowingly. “Let’s get this thing started.” she stated going over to the booth. “Everyone signed up already for their shifts, didn’t they?”

“Yeah. I think I’m first.” Addison replied.

“Great. Well, you get in the booth then. Kit will take money and time people if necessary, and Stacy will man the date raffle entries.”

“And what will you be doing?” Addison inquired.

“Marketing your talents.” the blonde teased. “And when the rest of your house gets here, we’ll just divide them up into different stations.”

“Sounds good, boss.” the tall woman replied stepping into the booth that she and Elle had made.

From almost the very beginning of the day, Elle would’ve called the event a success. The minute she announced that the kissing booth was open for business a long lined formed with women all anxious to get up close and personal with Addison Miller. As she stood in the distance watching the tall brunette attend to every women with the utmost sensuality and appreciation, she began to feel urge to hop into the line with everyone else. The way Addison was, taking a seemingly intense interest in all the girls that came up to her, made Elle want someone like that.

When she had first started dating Craig, he had been respectful and charming, making her fall deeply for the sandy blonde baseball player or at least think she was. However as the years had passed, he had begun to get more possessive and demanding of her, often trying to dictate her life. Over the course of time things with him had gotten more difficult, but Elle had stayed with him, because it was what was expected of her. Her parents adored the young man and often remarked how much they looked forward to him joining their family.

However as she stared at Addison Miller, she realized what she had been missing all along. The woman who had swept her off her feet when she was only eighteen with her gleaming grin and captivating wit still made her feel things that Craig never could. Watching as Addison introduced herself to each woman before folding them into strong arms for a blinding lip lock, she noted that her stomach clenched in a mix of jealousy and desire. From the very first night she and Addison knew each other, she knew she was attracted to the brunette in a way she had never been attracted to any other woman, and when the athlete began to touch her casually, the blonde’s body responded. She had grown to crave the softball player’s caress, the cuddling in one of their beds at the end of a day, the brushes of their hands whenever they went somewhere. That was why it was so difficult for her when Addison was outed their second semester. All along Elle wanted it to be her that the tall woman desired, and when it became obvious her interest lay elsewhere, it was more than the little woman could bear. She blamed her sudden departure on her sorority sisters and Craig, but she knew that it really was because of a broken heart. Addison had crushed her without even knowing it, and the petite woman hadn’t gotten over it, even three years later. The self-assured young debutante was crippled by Addison’s lack of interest, and she harbored insecurities about herself, thinking that Addison didn’t like her, because the jock thought she was only an airheaded blonde.

Elle stood at the back of the line, monitoring Addison’s time. When it was getting close to being over, she swallowed her nerves and stepped into it roping off the section behind her to show that the softball player’s time was up. Nervously she dug into her purse for some money, but the closer she came to the woman she wanted, the more the doubts surfaced. Addison hadn’t even spotted her yet, being so involved with each girl as she greeted them, giving her time to change her mind. All too soon it was just her, looking up at the tall woman, who was giving her a quizzical expression.

“What’s this for?” Addison inquired taking the two dollars from her friend’s hands.

“Donation.” she feebly stated inwardly kicking herself for being such a coward.

“Don’t you want your kiss?”

Elle hesitated in answer as she gazed into the dark eyes. She wanted her kiss more than she had wanted anything, but she was afraid. She knew it wasn’t wise to act in such a manner in front of the women around her, especially Stacy. She was a sorority sister after all, and even though she knew the redhead was liberal, she wasn’t sure she would even understand.

When the blonde didn’t answer, Addison took the initiative between them, stepping in closer to the tiny woman and slipping one arm around her waist. Cupping the fair cheek in her hand, she ducked her head slowly, intending to give her friend a soft peck. However in a last second of shyness, Elle turned her head slightly letting Addison’s lips land on her cheek. Addison’s heart sunk at the rejection, but she didn’t let on as she completed her duty and stepped away as if nothing had transpired.

The rest of the day Elle was strangely quiet, making Addison figure she had made the blonde uncomfortable. Neither one of them conversed with each other a lot though, both being too involved with running the events. When it came time to draw for the dates, each athlete picked a name out of a bowl. Being the president Addison was the last to go. Playing up the crowd with a sexy smile, she stated, “Now let’s see who I’m lucky enough to take out for a night.” Shoving her hand into the deep sea of entries, she made a drama of mixing them around before pulling one out. “And the date goes to...” she said unfolding it. Looking at the name on the card, her heart stopped momentarily, but she kept the grin on her face. “Miss Elle Woods.” Addison announced holding up the entry for everyone to see. Across the room their eyes met and stayed locked as the both of them contemplated the possibilities of a date together. Finally breaking out of the trance though, the tall woman made the declaration that the slave auction was going to begin shortly.

Elle stood where she was overseeing the athletes as they shuffled furniture around for the auction. She was so off in her thoughts that she didn’t even notice Stacy come up to her at first until she felt the hand on her arm. “Elle, are you all right?” the redhead asked in concern.

“Yeah, fine. I was just thinking. I think you and I should bid in the auction. It might help to bring in some extra money, because it looks like the group is beginning to wane a little. What do you think? You can spare a couple of hundred, can’t you?”

“Sure. No problem. You bid on Addy, and I’ll bid on Kit. I think they’ll probably bring in the most money anyway, because they’re the hottest.” she stated nonchalantly as she wandered back in the direction of the table where the drawing was held.

Elle watched her sorority sister walk away. It amazed her how comfortable Stacy was in such commentary, making her feel more confident in the fact that her friend probably had an interest in Kit. However she admired the way the Delta Nu was blasé about the fact. Elle wanted to be as strong as her sister, but she couldn’t foresee herself being with any other woman except Addison, and if the jock didn’t return that interest, she didn’t want to make a fool of herself for bringing it up.

Since most of Addison’s house participated in the auction, it lasted almost two hours. However Kit and Addison were the last to be put up on the block. With the help of Stacy, Kit brought in over two thousand for her services, leaving only Addison. The confident engaging woman took the stand and flashed a notoriously alluring smirk as her bidding began. Elle stood in the back of the room, placing a bid here and there as needed to keep things moving, but soon it became clear there was an older woman that Elle guessed to be in her forties making a major play for Addison. With an insatiable need to win her friend’s services, Elle kept outbidding her competition, but the other woman would not be dissuaded. Soon an all out battle began as the women bid back and forth for several minutes. The older woman scowled at Elle as the price rose above five hundred, but Elle knew there was no turning back. She knew she would do anything for Addison’s time, regardless of the price.

The older woman finally called out a thousand to the mild shock of everyone in the room, but before the gasp could end, Elle had countered with two. “Three thousand.” the woman challenged Elle.

The blonde smiled. “Five thousand.” she stated confidently staring down her competition.

There was a moment of silence as the older woman looked at her and then Addison in obvious perusal. “Seven thousand.” she countered with an irritated glare at the blonde.

However Elle refused to lose. “Ten thousand.” she quickly offered, enjoying the crestfallen look on her competitor’s face.

Shaking her head the older woman mumbled, “Blondie wants her so bad, let her have her.”

Addison cast a small smile in Elle’s direction, because with her one bid, they had more than doubled last year’s contribution. However as the brunette looked at her friend, she wondered what could possibly going through the blonde’s mind for bidding so much.

The following Saturday Elle was up just before six that morning as she eagerly awaited Addison’s arrival. They had agreed that the jock would cater to the debutante that entire day before going out on their date that evening. However as six turned into six thirty and there was no sign of the tall woman, the blonde decided she better go across the street to see if Addison was even awake. One of Addison’s sisters answered the door for her, and she wandered up to the president’s room. She knocked but didn’t hear an answer, so she tried the door, surprised that it was actually unlocked.

Stepping into the room, she noticed the tall woman lying face down sprawled out in bed shirtless. Elle went to the bedside. Her stomach was nervously churning at the thought of Addison being naked under the covers. Touching the rock hard shoulder, she whispered, “Addy, wake up.” The brunette moaned in her sleep but didn’t stir. “Addison, time to get up, sexy woman.” she stated pulling the blanket down a little to expose a strong back. Elle let her fingers trail lightly down Addison’s spine. The dark eyes popped open suddenly before their was a flurry of movement as Addison turned over and sat up, looking around her room in confusion.

Seeing Elle she mumbled, “What the hell time is it?” The jock held her head in her hands.

“Six thirty. You were supposed to start work at my house half an hour ago.” she responded as evenly as possibly even though her friend’s breasts were peaking out from under the comforter. “Come on. Get out of bed.” she teased trying to pull at the blanket, but Addison clutched it. Going with her physical instincts instead of thinking about her actions, Elle playfully jumped on the taller woman. “Get up, Addy.” she whined shaking the woman by the shoulders. “We have to work off that hangover of yours.”

Addison tried not to respond to the fact that her dream woman was straddling her in bed as she lay naked, but her body refused to ignore the fact as her hands found the blonde’s hips. However before either of them could do anything that might be harmful, a voice from the door stated, “Well, I leave you for five minutes and this is what I come back to.” Both of their heads shot toward the door to see the same older woman from the bookstore the previous weekend wearing only one of Addison’s shirts. “I knew the two of you wanted to jump each other since the moment I saw you together.”

Elle’s heart dropped into the pit of her stomach at the sight of another woman, obviously having shared Addison’s bed. As much as she wanted to move out of Addison’s grasp, her body was frozen. However Addison wasn’t as she gently pushed the blonde away. “This isn’t what it looks like, Pam.”

“Listen, Addison, you’re a good lay, but you don’t need to explain this to me. I never asked you for monogamy. I’m older than the two of you put together. I can handle being left for a younger woman. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll just get dressed and be on my way.”

“Pam, wait, please.” Addison pleaded getting out of bed and wrapping herself in her comforter. She followed the older woman out into the hallway, and Addison pulled the door most of the way shut. Elle sat stunned on the bed. She never imagined that Addison would ever entertain the idea of dating or even bedding a woman twice her age. As she contemplated the possibilities of what it could mean, she overheard Addison speaking of her. “Pam, you have to believe me. I’m not interested in Elle that way. I mean look at her and then look at me. Do we even look like we’d make a good couple? She’s a rich, daddy’s girl debutante from California that parades around in her Prada and Ralph Lauren, and I’m just a brainiac fag from a middle class family. We have nothing to base a relationship on. She isn’t even my type. I mean I need more sophisticated women in my life. She hardly even has any dating experience, and I like women who know how to have a good time in bed. She lives in a dream world where she thinks nothing is wrong while her fucking prince charming gay bashes my friends. I need a woman who stands up for herself and knows what she wants. Elle will always cater to those around her out of some sort of insecurity she has about being liked. She’s not my kind of girl.” The athlete’s words felt like a shot to her heart. Elle desperately wanted the tall woman to want her, and it was clear that she didn’t. Not only that Elle knew that Addison never would even consider her based on her naivety in the ways of physical love. Her eyes began to swell with tears, but she refused to let Addison see her crying. Instead she channeled her sadness into anger, glaring at the brunette when she came back into the room.

“Thanks a lot, Elle.” Addison grumbled. “The one woman I’ve started to like finds us in bed together. If I’m lucky Pam might give me another chance, but she didn’t exactly believe that we were only friends.”

Disregarding the comment Elle growled, “I don’t care about that, Addison. All that matters to me is that I spent ten thousand dollars for your charity to have you at my house at six this morning, and here it is almost seven. Get your hung over ass dressed and over there in five minutes. You’re staying late to make up for this.” With that Elle shoved a long list at the tall woman. “Here’s what you’re supposed to do. Now get on it.” the blonde demanded before storming out of the room.

Addison watched the blonde fury disappear, wondering what had happened in the few minutes from when Elle had come in until now to change the little woman’s attitude. One moment they were playing in bed and the next she was being bossed around like some hired hand. Addison’s head pounded from the excessive alcohol the previous night, but she knew she had to get over to the Delta Nu house as soon as possible. She was setting a poor example by not keeping her end of the agreement, so she resolved to just start on the list as soon as she could and not quarrel with the blonde about it.

The first part of the day Addison didn’t talk to another person as she worked in the yard. Elle wanted her to cut the grass and pull all the weeds before cleaning the pool. Addison watched all the Delta Nus, including Elle, come and go that morning without so much as even a glance in her direction. Around early afternoon Elle returned to the house with Craig in tow.

“Well, if it isn’t the president of the dyke squad.” he sneered at her. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Ask your girlfriend. After all she’s the one that paid for my services, all my services.” she sexually eluded. “Maybe you couldn’t cut it, and she needed a real expert to show her the way. I can’t wait to get between her thighs and show her what she’s been missing.” she taunted casting a glare at the blonde whose blue eyes had opened wider at the crass comment.

Craig grabbed her by the t-shirt. “You lay a hand on her, and I’ll fucking kill you, Addison Miller!”

“Oh, I’m really scared Craig.” she mocked. “Come on, asshole. I’m so tired of you and your attitude. I would love to put you out for the baseball season. Come on. You think you’re man enough to take on the king of the dyke squad.” she stated using his words. “Come on, Craig. I dare you. Just try to hit me. You’ve gay bashed everyone else. Why not me too? You scared that a woman like me can beat you?”

“Addison, stop being such a prick.” Elle stated breaking the two of them a part.

The athlete glowered at the little woman. “Fuck you, Elle. You climb into my bed this morning and ruin my chances of being with Pam, and you don’t even give a damn. You can have your money back for tonight. I’m not taking you out, and I’m not sleeping with you. I don’t care how much you pay me.” Before she could say any more Craig slammed his fist into her mouth sending her several steps.

“Craig!” Elle screamed.

Addison put the back of her hand up to her mouth to stop the instant flow of blood. “Fuck you both! You deserve each other! I’m leaving! Under the guidelines of this arrangement, I am not being paid to take abuse, and your boyfriend has clearly crossed that line! Your usual gardener can take care of the rest!” she yelled storming off across the street toward her own house.

Elle watched her go with a mix of anger and confusion. Addison had never spoken in such a way in reference to her, so she couldn’t understand what had possessed the brunette to say what she had. However a strong grip on her arm brought her back into the moment. “What the hell was she talking about, Elle? You have some explaining to do!” gruffly Craig stated.

“Addison was just being mean. I bought her at a charity auction to do some work around the house. It’s nothing.”

“And what about this of you going out with her tonight?”

“I won a free night out from their sorority for donating to their charity. It’s no big deal, Craig.”

He glared at her. “You were in bed with her this morning?”

“I just went over to wake her up, because she was running late. Nothing happened.”

“I don’t want you anywhere near Addison Miller any more, Elle! She’s going to hurt you if you keep associating with scum like that! I forbid you to even talk to her any more!”

The tiny woman scowled up at her boyfriend. “I’ll do what I like, Craig! You can’t tell me what to do with my life! If I want to be friends with Addison Miller, I will!”

“She doesn’t want to be your friend, Elle! She just wants to fuck you! Wasn’t that clear enough for you? You need to make a decision about what is more important to you! Me or that fucking dyke!” he insisted before turning to go.

“Craig, don’t be this way. I love you, honey. Of course I want to be with you.”

“Then tell her off, Elle. She needs to know that you want nothing to do with her.” he stated making his way down the sidewalk towards his car.

Elle watched as her boyfriend’s car screeched away from the curb in anger. All in all the day had gone from bad to worse in only a matter of hours, and the blonde didn’t know what she was going to do. Craig had made it clear she had to choose between them, but being so angry she had half a mind to tell them both to take a hike. She was angry with Craig for his treatment of Addison, being ruder and more insulting than she had ever known. Addison had been right all along when she stated that Craig didn’t particularly like her or the fellow gay and lesbian students on campus, but Elle refused to believe that until now. It was clear he was homophobic and had an intense dislike for the tall athlete, but what upset Elle even more was Addison’s behavior.

The brunette had never acted so inappropriately around her before. She had never made degrading or sexual remarks in front of her and especially not about her, and her attitude toward Craig was just as terrible with the way she taunted him deliberately. Her heart sank at the idea of Addison truly being upset with her over that morning, but in turn she was furious with the brunette out of envy. It was tearing her up inside that Addison didn’t want her as much as she desired the tall woman, and with that in mind she knew the decision she had to make.

Addison replayed the incident repeatedly in her mind the rest of the afternoon. She knew her overwhelming longing for the blonde had made her say all those things she didn’t mean. She was jealous and couldn’t control herself though with Craig being so terrible to her. She wanted the baseball player to feel threatened by her presence, but she never intended to be so insulting to the woman she wanted. She was upset with Elle about that morning, because she had tried to go out and find herself a girlfriend in which to take her mind off the petite woman, and she and Pam had hit it off after the auction. Addison did like the older woman’s company and bed tremendously and thought she could have at least a casual monogamous relationship with the older woman in an effort to relieve herself of her desires, but after Elle had made a surprise visit that morning, Pam felt it was best Addison pursue her true wish instead of settling for something else. Even as much as Addison had denied her interest to the older woman, Pam apparently didn’t believe her adamant avowal that she had no attraction for the blonde.

The softball player’s thoughts turned to Elle. Addison knew she had been a complete jerk to the debutante, and she felt awful about her conduct. Deciding to try and make amends, she figured she needed to pour on the charm thickly or else Elle would never speak to her again. Concluding that it would take extraordinary effort to get the petite woman to talk to her, Addison figured it would be best to go to her bearing gifts.

That evening Elle was just sitting in her room wondering how she was going to break her ties with the best friend she had ever had. She didn’t want to live without the brunette’s friendship, but it was clear their rekindled relationship wasn’t working. Looking out her window, she gazed across at Addison’s house, seeing the tall woman sitting on the front porch with Kit and several other girls drinking beer. The athlete seemed to be herself, making Elle wonder if the argument had even phased her. Just then a florist delivery van pulled up in front of the Delta Nu house. Mildly curious as to which of her sisters was lucky enough to receive flowers, Elle wondered if Craig would ever apologize for his behavior that day. A moment after the van pulled away, there was a knock on her door before Kiki entered with the floral arrangement.

“Who did you get flowers from?” Elle inquired sadly.

“These aren’t for me. They’re for you.” her friend stated putting them down on the desk. Elle looked at the large vase full of various flowers as Kiki brought her the card. “What has Craig done to send you such a large arrangement?” Kiki asked. Elle didn’t respond. “Hey, what’s wrong, Elle?”

The blonde shrugged her shoulders. “I just want to be alone right now, Kiki. It’s not personal.”

“Big fight with Craig?”

“Yeah, something like that.” she replied.

“All right. I’ll leave you alone, but if you want to talk, I’m here.”

Elle gave her a small smile. “Thanks, Kiki.”

When she was alone again, she glanced back outside. Addison was gone. She looked down at the envelope in her hand, wondering if Craig had actually decided to send her flowers for once, but when she pulled out the card, her heart stopped momentarily. The flowers were not from Craig but Addison apologizing for her horrific behavior that day. The simple card brought tears to the blonde’s eyes, but she didn’t have time to cry as another knock interrupted her. She went to the door and opened it curiously.

Addison was standing there looking as pathetic as possible with a small teddy bear in one hand and a box of chocolates in the other. “Elle, I’m so sorry for today. I acted like a complete asshole. I feel terrible for what I said. Please forgive me and give me another chance.” she requested humbly.

Elle’s heart made her decision for her as she grabbed the tall woman around the neck for a tight hug. “Oh, Addy.” she stated.

Addison wrapped her strong arms around the little woman and moved them into Elle’s room, so she could close the door. Managing to discard the gifts in her hand on the desk, she cupped Elle’s fair cheek with one hand and lifted her head, so they gazes could met. “Elle, I’m sorry I was such a jerk. Craig brings out the worst in me, but that’s no excuse for all the detestable things I said. Please find it in your heart to forgive me.”

Elle nodded. “Yes, of course I forgive you, Addy. I’m sorry Craig was so mean to you. I didn’t really believe you when he said he hated you until now. I’m sorry you had to be subjected to him.”

Addison gave a nod. “I’ll finish the work I agreed to do tomorrow. May I still take you out tonight?”

“I’d love to, but I can’t. Actually I realized I’m supposed to be at this mixer with Craig’s fraternity tonight. I was going to tell you this morning, but there was never a chance.”

“Okay. I understand.” the brunette responded. “What about tomorrow?”

“Sure. That sounds good.”

“All right. I’ll come by around ten in the morning to finish those last few hours of work I was supposed to do, and then we’ll go out that evening. Have fun tonight.”

When the athlete left, Elle picked up the small teddy bear and cradled it into her arms as she wondered how she would explain to Craig that there was no way she could give up her friendship with Addison. She hoped that what he had said that day was only said in anger and that he didn’t really mean she had to choose between them, because she wasn’t sure who would win. As much as her heart was with Addison, her obligations were with him, and she knew it would be difficult to pick Addison, especially when the brunette had no sexual interest in her. She figured she would be better off with Craig than with no one.

That night since Elle was tied up in her responsibilities with her sorority, Addison went out with Kit and a bunch of the girls from her own house. As usual they went to their favorite gay club in the city to get drunk and flirt with all the women there. Within an hour of being there, Addison had found someone to spend her time with, a striking little blonde that reminded her of the one she couldn’t have. Addison tried her best to forget about Elle and focus on the woman obviously interested in her, but even as much as she tried the Delta Nu president haunted her thoughts, making it impossible for the jock to be her confident, playful self. However by the end of the evening she still managed to secure the woman’s phone number for a future date before they left.

It was close to three in the morning when they neared the campus. Addison was just sitting quietly in the back seat as she listened to her friends talk when she noticed a blonde walking alone down the sidewalk. “Hey. Isn’t that Elle?” Kit asked aloud.

Addison looked closer. “Yeah. It is. Pull over, Kit.” Kit pulled to the curb, and Addison jumped out. “Elle.” she called. “What are you doing walking alone this late at night? It’s not safe.” As the blonde came closer, Addison saw the mascara streaming down the blonde’s face. “Elle, what’s wrong?”

“Leave me alone, Addy.” the blonde whispered trying to brush by her, but Addison put a hand out to stop her.

“I can’t let you walk home alone. Come on. Get in the car. We’ll drop you off.” The little woman shook her head defiantly. “Fine. I’ll walk you then.” She turned to the car and told Kit to go on without her, so within seconds they were alone. Together they strolled in silence down sorority row toward their houses. Addison just waited patiently for Elle to start talking, but the blonde never did, making the brunette even more curious as to what was going on. She merely watched the blonde out of the corner of her eye as they walked, noticing that Elle was way beyond drunk as she stumbled down the sidewalk. When they finally reached the Delta Nu house, Addison couldn’t stand it any longer. “Elle, please talk to me. What happened tonight?” she inquired trying to put her arms around the small woman, but Elle pushed her away.

“You’ve ruined my life, Addison! Craig and I broke up, because he said it was either him or you, and I couldn’t choose between you! He dumped me and called me a dyke, saying that I wanted you instead of him!”

“He such an asshole. You deserve better, Elle.”

“What’s worse is that it’s true, but you don’t want me! You think I’m a dumb blonde daddy’s girl! It’s always been you, Addy! You’re the one I always wanted ever since I met you, but you never responded to me! I tried to win your attention and affection, but you were interested in everyone else! I’ve wanted you to touch me all along, but you never would, and I can’t take it any more! I don’t want to be your friend any longer, Addison! It’s too hard! You’ve broken my heart once already, and if I continue to be friends with you, you’ll do it again! Now just leave me alone, Addy! Just get out of my life for good!”

Addison was shocked into immobility at the words she heard coming out of the blonde. Never in her wildest imagination did she ever think Elle would actually be interested in her, but the petite woman just admitted it to her face in a drunken daze. “Elle, you’re really drunk and upset right now. I don’t think you know exactly what you’re saying. Why don’t I just take you up to your room, and you can sleep it off?” she suggested putting an arm around her friend’s shoulders to guide her up to the house.

“No!” Elle yelled pushing Addison off. “Don’t touch me! Leave me alone!” Elle ran up the walk to her house but stumbled on the porch stairs, causing her to fall.

Instantly Addison was there to help her to her feet. “That’s it. I don’t care what you say. I’m taking you upstairs to bed. I can’t have you falling like that again.” Addison stated firmly picking the blonde up in her arms and tossing her over one shoulder as she unlocked the door with Elle’s keys.

The whole time Elle beat on her back screaming, “Put me down, Addy! I told you not to touch me!”

“That’s enough, Elle.” she warned sternly, but the blonde continued to pummel her with her fists like a child throwing a tantrum. When the blonde slapped her against the back of the head, Addison finally reached her breaking point, smacking the smaller girl on her jean clad bottom. “Be quiet, Elle. Your sisters are going to think I’m raping you with the way you’re carrying on.”

“I said put me down now! How dare you treat me in this manner?”

“You want to act like a two year old, I’m going to treat like one. Now just settle down before you hurt yourself further.” she instructed as she ascended the stairs up to the third floor. Unlocking the blonde’s room, Addison walked in and unceremoniously dropped the little woman down onto the fluffy pink comforter. Elle scowled up at her. Addison barely resisted the urge to laugh at the adorable way the small woman was pouting, her lower lip extended out in defiance. “You need to go to sleep now. You’ll feel better in the morning.”

“I hate you, Addison Miller!” she declared.

Addison cracked a grin. Leaning down so they were on eye level, the softball player tucked Elle’s golden hair back behind her ear before cupping her cheek. She lightly kissed the blue-eyed blonde’s forehead as she whispered teasingly, “I hate you too, Elle Woods. See you tomorrow.”

Going back to her own house, Addison ran into Kit in the kitchen. “What was wrong with Elle?” she inquired.

“She and Craig broke up. She’s pretty toasted right now, so I just made sure she got home all right.” Addison explained flatly.

“Then why do you look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders?”

Looking at her best friend, she contemplated telling her what Elle had said, but she decided against it. Instead she answered, “Elle told me that they broke up because of me. As much as I hate that guy, I don’t like seeing Elle like this.”

“Jealous was he?”

“I guess.”

“It’s hard not to be, Addy. You’ve spent a lot of time with Elle this year, more than with anyone else.” she stated.

Addison heard the tone of her friend’s voice and knew Kit was also having difficulty accepting Elle’s new place in her life. “I’m sorry, Kit. I didn’t realize you were feeling left out.”

The shorter woman shrugged and smiled. “It’s okay. You’re in love with her, not that I blame you, and even more I think she’s in love with you, Addy. Besides I’ve been spending a lot of time with another Delta Nu too.”

“I’ve noticed that. What’s going on with you and Stacy?”

The shorter jock blushed deeply. “We are getting closer.”

“How much closer, Kit Kat?” Addison teased affectionately.

“Well, let’s just say I got a visit from her not to long ago. She’s up in my room right now in her pajamas, her very skimpy pajamas.”

“Really? Then why are you down here talking to me, you big dork?”

“I don’t know. I want to make a move, but I’m scared of being wrong. She’s such a cool girl, and I’d like for us to be more than friends, but I’m not sure that’s what she wants. She seems comfortable with me, but that doesn’t mean she wants to sleep with me.”

“Kit, she’s in your bed right now. She didn’t come over for an after midnight chit chat by chance that you were here. She was watching to see when you got home, and she came over to see you. Not only that she could’ve changed clothes first, but she didn’t. Instead she came over in her sparse pjs. She knows that you’re only a woman with needs. Sounds to me like she wants it. Give it to her. You’ll go down in history as the first one in this house to nail a Delta Nu.”

Kit grinned. “I never thought about it like that. Maybe you’re right. Maybe she’s just waiting for me to make a move. I think I’ll try to kiss her if I get a chance.”

“Great. Have fun. See you in the morning.”

Going up to her own room, Addison locked the door and went over to the window. Looking out she could see that Elle’s lights were still on, and the blonde was lying passed out on top of her bed where Addison had left her. As the softball player thought of the little woman, she wasn’t sure what she should do with the information that came to light that night. She was taken completely by surprise when Elle had admitted feelings for her, feelings Addison knew were returned whole-heartedly. However she wondered how much Elle would remember in the morning and if she would bring up the conversation they had. Addison figured she wouldn’t and that if she tried to broach it, she might alienate the small girl, so she pondered how she could let the blonde know she was interested in being more than friends now that she knew her advances would probably be accepted.

The following morning Addison slept in late. However when she finally made it down to the kitchen for breakfast, she was pleased to see Kit and Stacy sitting together at the table. The redhead was wearing some of Kit’s clothes, confirming Addison’s suspicions that she had indeed spent the night in her best friend’s bed. Giving them a smile, she greeted them politely. Both of them grinned stupidly in her direction. Addison busied herself with a bowl of cereal as Stacy stood from the table.

“I’ve got to get going, but I’ll see you tonight.” she stated.

Kit stood and nodded. “Yeah. I’ll be counting the minutes.” she sweetly confessed moving into the small redhead’s space.

Stacy slipped her arms around Kit’s waist. “Me too.” breathlessly she replied as their mouths gravitated toward each other meeting in a slow, sensuous lock. Addison tried not to stare, but she had never seen Kit be so open and loving with any other woman. When they broke apart, Kit looked dazed.

“Bye.” Stacy whispered.

“Bye.” Kit replied.

The redhead turned to Addison. “See you later, Addy.”

“Have a good day, Stacy.” she said watching the little woman leave. She turned to Kit with a bright grin. “Well, well, Kit Kat. I see I was right. She wants you.”

“Oh, Addy, am I glad I took your advice.”

“So, did you have sex with her?” the president asked her vice in interest.

Kit shook her head. “No, not yet but we did make out. Oh, God, does she have the softest body. She’s like no one I’ve ever touched.”

“Give me more than that. Come on. Did you feel her up? I mean where did you get those dirty paws of yours?” she joked. “Did you two get naked? Give me the dirt.”

Kit flushed. “Addy, come on now. I’m not as smooth as you. I didn’t get her completely naked, but I got up and close and personal with her assets. God, she’s beautiful in the moonlight.” she said obviously lost in thought of the woman’s body.

“Well, apparently she seemed to enjoy last night as much as you did which is all that matters I suppose. You’re taking her out tonight?”

“Yeah, first date. Where should we go?”

“You want to double with Elle and me? I supposed to taking her out for the raffle date.”

“No offense but I kind of want Stacy alone. This is a real date, Addy. I want her to be comfortable, and I’m not sure she would be with Elle. I mean I think Elle would be supportive, but this is new for her, and she wants to take things slowly with her friends. She’s not sure this would go over well at the Delta Nu house.”

“Probably not. Well, I’d say not to forget the flowers, but if she wants to be discreet, I’d go with some other kind of gift like chocolates or something. Take her somewhere romantic and secluded. You could go to the art theater for a movie and then stop by the women’s bookstore for coffee and a little music and poetry. They’re having open mic night. I don’t know what she’s really into. You’ve got to help here.”

“Where are you taking Elle?”

“Probably to the club. I want it to be an authentic lesbian experience. We’ll steer clear of you and Stacy if you just tell me where you’re going ahead of time.”

“I don’t know where to take her. I want to make a good impression. She has a lot of money, so she’s used to nice things.”

“This isn’t about money, Kit. You just have to be creative. Well, I’m going to go over and see how Elle is fairing this morning. She’s probably hurting after all she drank.”

Arriving at Elle’s room a few minutes later, Addison pushed open the door without even knocking to find her friend still passed out on the bed, However sometime during the night she had disrobed, throwing her clothes around the room, leaving Addison with an unobstructed view of the body of her dreams. The athlete’s body responded to the bare form across the room from her, and for several moments she just stared in lustful fascination at the blonde’s naked back, the curvature of her hips, and her trim legs. Addison wanted nothing more than to touch the goddess, but she knew it wouldn’t be right to try to do so until she and Elle actually talked about how they felt for each other. Resigned to be respectful, the brunette grabbed the pink blanket off Elle’s chair and put it over her friend.

“Elle.” she whispered trying to rouse her friends from sleep lightly, but the small woman didn’t respond. “Elle, wake up.” When there was still no reaction, Addison put her hand on the blonde’s shoulder and shook gently. Elle still didn’t stir, concerning the dark-haired woman. Since Elle had consumed an excessive amount of alcohol, Addison briefly wondered if it had been right to leave the girl alone, because she couldn’t get Elle to react to her. “Elle Deanne Woods, wake up.” she demanded in a louder voice as she checked for a pulse in her friend’s wrist. She seemed to be breathing with a normal pulse making it her hope that Elle was just still passed out from her drinking binge. However she was too worried to leave her alone, so she stretched out on the bed next to her and just kept vigil for the next few hours.

It was early afternoon before Elle showed signs of stirring. Addison watched as the blonde began to move and then slowly sit up. “Oh god.” the tiny woman grumbled touching her forehead.

“Afternoon.” quietly Addison greeted.

Elle glanced over at her, completely shocked to find Addison there in bed with her. Quickly she noticed that she was undressed. Clutching the blanket tighter around her, she inquired, “What are you doing here? How did I get- did you undress me?”

“No. I brought you home last night, but I assume you undressed yourself. Do you remember anything that happened?”

“Craig and I broke up.” she replied softly.

“Yeah, that’s what you told me. Anything else?” Elle shook her head. “I found you walking home drunk, so I brought you back here. You were quite feisty with me.”

“Sorry. Thanks for getting me home.”

“No problem. I just wanted to see how you were doing.”

Elle shrugged. “Fine I guess.”

“You want to talk about what happened with Craig?”

Elle couldn’t meet her friend’s dark eyes. She knew there was no way she could ever express what was in her heart, but she wasn’t sure how to explain the situation. “You were right, Addy. He’s an asshole, and he hates gays. Lately things between us have been bad, but I was determined to make it work. Last night was just the last straw. We got into an argument about my relationship with you, because he wanted me to stop being your friend, and I said I wouldn’t. He, um, didn’t take to kindly to that.” she whispered.

“What do you mean? Was he mean to you? He didn’t lay a hand on you, did he?” Addison asked on the verge of anger.

“He started yelling, saying that he wanted nothing to do with me, that I was a dyke, that I secretly wanted you, and then he...”

“He what, Elle?”

The blonde started to cry, so Addison consolingly put her arms around the small woman’s bare shoulders. “He backhanded me across the face.” the blonde admitted.

“He hit you? I’m going to kill him!” Addison screamed leaping from the bed. “I’m going to cut off that dick of his and shove it down his throat!”

“Addy, please, don’t yell.” Elle pleaded grabbing the top of her head. “It’s over. I just want to forget about it.”

“He shouldn’t have hit you, Elle. He needs to be taught a lesson.”

“But you don’t have to be the one to teach him. Please, Addy, don’t pick a fight with him.”

Addison nodded trying to pacify Elle. “All right. Do you remember anything else about last night?” she questioned.

Elle looked into the brown eyes she adored. She did remember what had happened between them, but she was too embarrassed to admit that to her friend. She hoped that by not mentioning it, Addison might let it go. “No.” she lied. “Anything else I need to know about?”

The jock shook her head but didn’t quite meet her eyes. “Not really. You were just being a spitfire when I tried to bring you home. You actually hit me.”

“Oh, Addison, I’m sorry.”

“It’s all right. You were just upset. It was kind of funny actually the way you were throwing a tantrum. You were so cute with that lip of yours sticking out.” she teased. “Although I’m surprised your sisters didn’t try to come to your rescue. You were throwing a fit, because I picked you up and tossed you over my shoulder when you refused help.”

“Thanks for getting me home. I’m sorry I wasn’t nice to you.”

Addison shrugged. “Well, now that you’re up, I’ll just go start on those things I was supposed to finish yesterday. I never got to clean the pool. Are you still up for our date tonight?”

“Yeah, sure. Where are we going?”

“Well, I was thinking about taking you to your first gay club. What do you think? Are you up for it, or would you rather go someplace quiet? There’s a drag show tonight, and I think you’ll have a good time. I’ll take you out to a late dinner, maybe some coffee or something, and then we’ll hit the club. How does that sound?”

“Okay. What does one wear to a drag show?”

“Anything you want, Elle. I’ll see you in a bit. I’m going out to work on the pool.”

Elle waited until Addison was gone to get off her bed. She was relieved that it seemed Addison was not going to bring up her outburst from the night before. Pretending that she didn’t remember seemed to be the correct response to keep their relationship from getting awkward. She wondered though what would happen now that she was no longer with Craig. She did want to be with Addison, but she was afraid of what her friends might say. However she knew that regardless of whether she and the softball player began dating, she was better off without her boyfriend though.

Deciding just to break the news to her parents then, she called them and waited patiently for one of them to pick up. “Hey, Mom.” she greeted when her mother answered.

“Elle, how are you, dear? How’s school?”

“School’s okay. Classes are fine.” she answered flatly.

“What’s wrong, honey?”

“Craig and I broke up last night.”

“Why? What happened?”

“We just aren’t meant for each other. He’s changed so much, Mom, and I didn’t like what he was turning into.”

“But, Elle, he was perfect for you.”

“No, he really wasn’t, Mother. He’s mean-spirited and possessive. I couldn’t have my own life any more.”

“Well, if you’re positive it was for the best, you know your father and I support you. Are you sure it had nothing to do with this Addison fellow you’ve been mentioning lately?” she asked curiously.

“This has very little to do with Addison, Mom. Addy is wonderful, but Craig and I broke up, because we weren’t a match any longer. This has nothing to do with my interest in Addison Miller.”

“Then you are interested?” she clarified.

“Mom, it’s not what you think.”

“Elle, it’s perfectly acceptable for you to leave Craig to be with another man if you think he is the right one for you. It doesn’t matter to us what he economic status is as long as you’re happy. You know you’ll always have our financial support, but you said he was going to Yale law. He must be pretty smart.”

“Addison is smart, Mother.”

“Then he’ll be able to support you once he graduates. It’s okay if you’d rather be Mrs. Addison Miller than Mrs. Craig Wyndham III. We just want you to be happy.”

“For the last time, Mother, Addison and I are only friends. We’re not dating.” she stated, wondering how she was going to correct her mother’s assumption that Addison was male.

“But you’re interested. You have what it takes to hook him.”

“I’m not exactly Addison’s type.”

“And why not? You’re beautiful and outgoing. What’s not to love about you?”

“Addison likes women that are extremely intelligent and confident. I’m afraid I just don’t stack up.”

“Then he’s not as smart as he sounds if he doesn’t realize he’ll never have any one better than you, Elle.”

“Thank you, Mother. Assuming that Addison and I did start dating, would you be able to accept someone that different?”

“He’s not that different. He doesn’t have money right now, but if he goes to Yale, he will. It would only be a matter of time.”

“I don’t mean money wise. What if Addison was a different race?”

“Well, is he?”

“No.”

“Then why are you even asking?”

“Humor me, Mom. What if Addison was a different race? Would you still be accepting?”

“If you were happy, Elle, that’s all that would matter to your father and me.”

“Well, what if Addison wasn’t a man? What if Addison really was a woman?”

“This is pointless to speculate, honey.”

“Mother, answer the question.”

“Well, Elle, I can’t really see you with another woman. It’s not something that anyone in our family has ever done before. Why are you even asking me this?” There was an extended pause in conversation. “Elle, what are you trying to tell me, dear?”

“Mom, Addy is the starting catcher for our women’s softball team here at school. She’s a woman, Mom. Addison is brilliant and fun, and I think I like her.” hesitantly she stated, hoping that her mother would take kindly to the idea.

“Oh, my. Elle, this certainly a surprise. Your father and I had no idea you were this way. Why haven’t you said anything before now? How long have you felt this way?” she inquired in interest.

Relieved at the apparent acceptance, Elle said, “Ever since I met her freshman year I guess. She’s amazing, Mother.”

“Then why were you with Craig all this time if this is the way you felt?”

“Because I thought that’s what everyone wanted me to do.” she responded.

“Oh, darling, we only want you to be happy. If Addison Miller makes you happy, then you bring her out here to meet us, and we will embrace her with open arms. Okay?”

“Thank you, Mother. You have no idea how much that means to me. I’ve been so afraid you and Dad wouldn’t understand, but as I said Addison and I aren’t dating. I don’t even think she likes me as more than a friend.”

“Impossible. You are the most beautiful girl on that campus. She would be blind not to be interested in you.”

“This is about more than looks, Mom. Addy wants a strong woman.”

“You can be strong, Elle. You can be whatever it takes to win her. I know you can.”

“Well, thanks for the talk. I have to get going.”

“All right, dear. You bring that Addison out here to meet us if you want.”

“Okay. I’ll talk to her about it. Talk to you soon. I love you.”

“Love you too, angel. Bye.”

Sighing in relief Elle hung up the phone and moved to get dressed. After a shower she decided to slip into her bikini and read out by the pool in order to watch the woman of her dreams hard at work. Heading outside she found Stacy sitting there with a book on a lounge chair, but her usual sisters were missing from their perches. “Hey, Stacy.” she greeted sliding into a chair next to her friend.

“Hey, Elle. I heard about what happened last night. So sorry about that.”

“It was time. Craig and I just weren’t meant to be.”

“Well, Addison and Kit were both concerned about you with the way you were stumbling drunk.” she mentioned.

Elle furrowed her brows at her friend. “You saw Addy and Kit last night? How is that possible? You were at the mixer with me.”

“I was still up when Addison brought you home. I went over to their house find out what happened.”

Elle nodded effectively ending their conversation as they both turned to their books, but she thought it interesting that Stacy would seek out Kit and Addison in the middle of the night. She knew it was after three in the morning when she left the party. The blonde wondered if her friend was getting closer to the shy point guard and softball pitcher. Looking across the way, she saw Addison standing pool side in a pair of tiny running shorts and a tank top collecting debris from the water. On her head she wore a red bandana that covered her dark hair, and sunglasses were hiding her brown eyes. Her thoughts were broken by a comment from Stacy that she missed. “What was that?” the blonde inquired innocently turning to the redhead.

Stacy cracked a knowing smile. “I said she looks sexy like that, doesn’t she?” Elle didn’t answer but flushed brightly. “Elle, it’s okay. She likes you as much as you do her.” her friend informed her.

Elle looked at her sorority sister intently for a moment. “You think?” she finally inquired.

“I know. Kit told me so.”

“Really?” Stacy nodded. “What about you? Do you like Kit?”

It was the redhead’s turn to blush. “You can’t tell anyone.” she said.

“Never. Anything happen between you?”

“Well, as I said I went over to find out what happened last night.” she started.

“Yeah and?” the blonde pressed.

“I spent the night.”

“Really? You slept with Kit? What was it like?” Elle asked, her blue eyes widening in wonder at her sister’s bravery.

“We didn’t have sex, but she did kiss me. It was amazing.” she answered.

Both girls giggled causing Addison to glance over at them. “So, anything else?” Elle queried.

“We made out a little and then fell asleep. It was wonderful to be held in her arms. It’s never been like that for me with anyone before. I think I’m in love with her.”

“Oh, that’s so great, Stacy. I’m happy for you.”

“You should take the chance too, Elle. From what Kit told me, Addy is dying for your attention. She wants you so badly.”

“You really think so?”

“Yeah. What do you have to lose?”

“I don’t know. I’m scared. I’m not as strong as you are.”

“You never know unless you try.” Stacy stated before looking back to her book.

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Two months into the school year Addison and Elle was still only friends, even though they hung out together constantly. Kit and Stacy had begun a relationship discreetly with only the four of them knowing anything about it, but the sisters of the Delta Nu house seemed displeased with the sudden absences of their president and the redhead, causing mild dissension among the group as to why the two spent so much time across the street.

One evening during a house meeting, the agenda moved to new business. As soon as Elle had called for any new concerns, Kiki stated, “I think this would be a good time to discuss Stacy’s place in this house since she’s managed to miss yet another meeting.”

“I second that.” one of the other seniors agreed.

“What do you girls suggesting we do?” Elle asked.

“I want her thrown out of Delta Nu. She’s giving the whole house a bad name by associating with Kit Johnson and Addison Miller. People are starting to think we’re dykes too. You’re not helping matters either, Elle.” Kiki said. “We are a respectable group, and Stacy has sullied our reputation. She’s sleeping with Kit Johnson.”

Even though Elle knew for a fact that she was, she was not about to make that fact known to the rest of the house. “We have no basis for kicking her out even if that were true.”

“Of course we do. She hasn’t complied with the house rules. She’s missed three meetings in a row. That’s a written regulation.”

“Some of our other girls miss meetings, and we’re not evicting them. Why Stacy? She’s an excellent member. I think you’re just being homophobic, Kiki. We can’t kick her out, because you suspect she might be sleeping with another woman. Even if she was, we can’t kick her out for that reason alone. There is nothing in our bylaws that says you have to be heterosexual to be a member of Delta Nu. That would be discriminatory.” Elle defended. “Personally, I like having Stacy here, because she gives our house class. She’s bright and popular. If we throw her out, some other house will invite her in, and we’ll have lost a good sister. Who else here thinks Stacy should be evicted?” she asked the group. The majority of the girls raised their hands. “Ladies, we can’t throw her out, because she’s friends with Kit Johnson. That would be like asking me to leave, because I’m friends with Addison Miller. Is that what you want?” The room was silent. “Well?” Elle demanded.

“Elle, you’re the president of Delta Nu. Asking you to resign is a little more serious than asking Stacy to leave.” Kiki said.

“But is that the way this is going? I mean I’m not going to stop being friends with Addison and Kit.”

“Yes, we know that, but you’re also not letting Addison Miller fuck you, Elle.” Kiki stated irritably.

“And you think Stacy and Kit are...”

“We’ve all heard them, Elle. Stacy can’t even do that stuff in private. She has to throw it in our faces by having that dyke into her room here at the house.”

“You have not heard them.” Elle protested. “Stacy is not sleeping with Kit Johnson.” she declared just as the door at the back of the room opened.

All eyes turned to see Stacy standing there. The redhead’s eyes locked on Elle’s as she came to the end of the table. “Sorry I’m late. What’s going on?”

Elle sighed. “Stacy, the house has raised some concerns about your relationship with Kit Johnson. They think that your friendship with her is beginning to hurt the house’s reputation, and Kiki here said that she suspects the true nature of your relationship with Kit is sexual. I was just telling them that contrary to what they thought you were in fact not having a sexual relationship with Kit Johnson regardless of how it looked.” she explained as evenly as she could. “We are in the middle of discussing your place in the house right now because of this concern.”

Stacy’s eyes left Elle’s and scanned the table. “While I appreciate your defense, Elle, I am sleeping with Kit Johnson, and I don’t give a damn what any of you think. If you want to throw me out, because you’re so close-minded and snobby, then do so. I don’t need any of you to be happy, and I don’t want to be where I’m not wanted. I know who my real friends are.” she said looking back at Elle.

“According to the house rules, Stacy, you can’t miss more than three meetings. You’ve missed two and are late to this one. One more and we’ll have no choice except to vote on your dismissal.” Elle stated.

“I understand.”

“Well, if that’s all, this meeting is adjourned.” Elle and Stacy stood there until the room was clear. “Stacy, why did you do that?”

“Because I’m tired of living a double life, Elle. I love Kit, and if the girls of this house can’t accept that, then I should leave. I’ve already arranged for an apartment next semester, and if I get kicked out before then, Addison and Kit have already said I can temporarily have the spare room at their house. I don’t really want to be here any longer, Elle.”

“I don’t want you to leave, Stacy. You’re the only one I can talk to.”

“You’ll be fine, Elle, and so will I. It takes more than the Delta Nus to get the better of me. I’ve learned from Kit and Addison what it means to be strong, and I know I can survive a little discrimination. Being blackballed by this sorority isn’t the end of my life. Those of you who are really my friends will continue to spend time with me, and those who aren’t won’t. It’s that simple.”

“Kit really makes you that happy?”

“Yes and I’m convinced that you could be as happy with Addison if you just let yourself try. You don’t need the Delta Nus. They aren’t your real friends if they can’t support you.”

With a smile the blonde hugged her friend. “I’m going to miss seeing you around here every morning.”

“Not to worry, Elle. With our girlfriends being best friends, it’s not like we won’t still spend a lot of time together. Besides if you ever decide to leave the house maybe we can get an apartment together. I’ve got some studying to do now.”

Shocked and surprised by the events of the evening, Elle wandered over the see if Addison was home. The athlete was in her room studying when she arrived. “Hey, what’s up?” Addison asked casually.

Elle plopped down in the recliner. “The house is trying to kick Stacy out for dating Kit.”

“What? How did they even find out about that?”

“They said they suspected, but Stacy actually confirmed it. She said she was tired of hiding, but I don’t know what to do. She wants to leave, and the rest of the girls want to vote her out. I don’t want her to go, Addy. Sometimes it’s tough being the president.”

“Yeah but I’m sure she knows it’s not you. Stacy is a reasonable person. She knows you’re just doing your job as the president of the house.”

“Yeah but it sucks, because I feel like I’m punishing one of my best friends for being herself. It’s not right, Addy.”

“No, it’s not. Stacy made her choice by coming out to the house. She probably had a good idea of what would happen. It’s the path she’s chosen. All you can do now is support her. She and Kit are in love, and she’s done a brave thing by telling you that. She needs us now more than ever.”

Elle nodded in agreement. “I wish I could be that brave.” the blonde mumbled.

“You are.” Addison said.

“No, not like Stacy. She knew what she wanted and wouldn’t let anyone stop her from getting it. I’m not that strong. I care too much about what other people think.”

“Well, sometimes that’s okay. I mean take me for example. I care greatly about your opinion and Kit’s, Stacy’s, and my families. I just don’t let those people who are apathetic rule my decisions, but that doesn’t mean I don’t give consideration to what others think. It’s okay to consider others, Elle, but it’s letting them make your choices for you that’s the problem.”

“You really think I’m brave?” Elle asked.

“Yeah. I mean look at you. You’re my friend when you know how much trouble it can cause you with your sisters. I don’t see you running away scared, and you stood up to Craig as well. It’s takes a strong person to stand up to a bully.”

“Addy, do you think I’m confident?” Elle inquired.

The brunette smiled. “You grow more confident everyday, Elle. You’ve always had it in you, but you’ve channeled it. You’ve really come into your own this year. Breaking up with Craig has been good for you. I’d really like to see you continue down that path by finding the right place in which to go for grad school.”

“I’ve been thinking about that a lot actually, Addy. You’re the only one that believes I can make something of myself.”

“One can be enough.”

“It is enough. I’m going to apply to law school too.”

“Really? I think that’s a great idea. Where do you think you want to go?”

“I don’t know, but I think I can get into a top tier school.”

“What kind of grades do you have?” the brunette asked curiously.

“I have a 4.0.”

“You do? What is your major again?”

Elle nodded. “It’s philosophy. What’s your GPA?”

“I have a 3.8 in poly sci. Well, hell, you could get into Harvard or Yale with those scores too. Wouldn’t that be fun to go to law school together?” she asked.

“That would be fun. Maybe we should apply to the same places.”

“When are you taking your LSATs?”

“In December. Have you taken them yet?”

“Yeah. I took it last July, got a 176. Have you been studying?”

“Yeah, a little.”

“Elle, you need to study a lot. You want some help with your stuff? I’ll study with you if you want.”

“That would be great.”

“Cool. Whenever you want to go over it, just let me know.”

“Okay. What are you doing this Friday night?”

“Don’t know. Why?”

“There’s this party I’m going to. Will you go with me?”

“Sure. Why not?”

“Great. Well, I’ll let you get back to your studying.”

Continued in Part 3