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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Jade_Harley/Rose_Lalonde, Rose_Lalonde/Kanaya_Maryam
  Character:
      Jade_Harley, Rose_Lalonde, Kanaya_Maryam
  Additional Tags:
      Coffee_Shops, Humanstuck, Alternate_Universe_-_High_School
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-09-21 Chapters: 2/? Words: 1624
****** The Barista and The Bookworm ******
by orphan_account
***** Chapter 1 *****
Rose Lalonde was a simple high school girl. She went to her local high school
every day, spent hours sitting through classes, some of which she loved, some
of which she liked, some of which she hated. She was a junior, having spent her
first two years with the same few friends. However, Dave and John both
graduated, and her ex-girlfriend Kanaya moved away. She still kept in contact
with them over the internet, but she didn't have anyone to talk to during
class.
As she packed her bag for the first day of the school year, she was a bit
worried about her social career. Her above-average intelligence always
intimidated the other students. She could handle not having people to talk to,
but she was more concerned about the incessant bullying that comes with it. Her
mind flashed back to when she first met Kanaya.
Rose was walking home from a particularly hard day, and decided to cross the
football field in order to get home sooner. This proved to be a bad idea, as
when she was crossing the field, she was called out to by the captain of the
football team, Jack Noir.
"Yo, fresh," he yelled. "Why don't you come over here?"
Rose, as mentioned earlier, wasn't stupid. She knew the best course of action
was to keep walking. However, she underestimated how fast a football player can
be. Him and his friends caught up with ease, and he grabbed her arm.
"C'mon, talk to me," he said, turning her towards him. "What are you, queer?"
"Ugh, his breath smells terrible,"  Rose thought. She was right. He smelled of
alcohol and cigarettes.
"Let me go," she said, trying to get away as quickly as possible.
"Give me a kiss first," he said, showing his unhealthy yellow teeth. He yanked
her arm hard, pushing her against him.
"Get off of me," Rose said, getting louder. She tried to push him away, but he
was too strong.
Just when Rose started to lose hope, she heard someone running up from behind
Jack. Jack's head lurched forward as he was punched from behind. The other two
players stared at him, dumbfounded, as he fell to the ground. The striking
woman had had punched him stood between them, her face framed by her red hair.
"Do either one of you boys want to get punched to?" she asked, staring
intensely, daring either jock to make a move. The ran off in opposite
directions, terrified by her.
"God she's hot,"thought Rose.
"Are you alright?" the girl said, her voice strong, yet poised, like an
athlete. "Here, let me help you up," she said, holding her hand out.
Rose hadn't even realized she had fallen. She was to enamored by the girl who
had just saved her. She felt blood rush to her cheeks as she took the
outstretched hand. She noticed how warm it was, and blushed even more. She
stood up, and got a good look at her savior. Her body was slim, yet muscular.
Despite the fact that she just beat the crap out of a god-knows how strong
football player, she was still dressed like a goddess. She had on a fashionable
red skirt and a shirt with a symbol on it, zodiac maybe?
"I'm Kanaya," she said.
"What," Rose said. She was still a little shocked from what had happened.
"I said I'm Kanaya," the new girl giggled.
"Oh, sorry, I'm Rose," Rose spouted out nervously. "Thank you, for saving me.
I-I don't know how to thank you."
Kanaya looked down at the unconscious body. "Yeah, we probably want to get out
of here before he wakes up." She turned her head to Rose. "You can let go of my
hands now," she said quietly.
"What? Oh!" Rose said, realizing she was still holding Kanaya's hand. She
pulled hers away nervously. "Yeah, I, yeah," she stammered, tucking a blonde
hair behind her ear.
Rose was snapped out of her flashback as she heard her mother call to her.
"Rosie, are you ready for school yet?" she called.
"No mother, I have been spending my time practicing witchcraft," she responded
sarcastically.
She actually wasn't done packing. She still needed a book to read when classes
went to slowly. She swore to herself when she realised that she hadn't picked
up a new book over the summer. Now she would have to buy a new one.
"C'mon," her mother yelled from downstairs. "I don't have to drive you, I can
make you walk."
Rose was going to make some snarky comment about drunk driving, but decided to
hold her tongue.
"It's going to be a long school year," she muttered to herself.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Rose hated high school. Her first day had been so tedious. There were the old
teachers, like her english teacher, the trying to hard to be cool teachers,
like her chemistry teacher. In fact, the only teacher she had that she liked
was her gym teacher. He was actually Dave's father. All of her other teachers
annoyed her to no end. She was going to go shopping at the bookstore before she
went home. She quickly texted her mother that she'd be home late, and stepped
into the store.
Rose couldn't help but smile as she walked inside the building. She loved
books. Seeing row after row of them filled her with glee. In the back was a
small coffee shop, Mug Life. Although she found the name very cheesy, they have
some fine coffee.
She moved through the rows of shelves, looking for something to catch her eye.
Eventually she rested on an interesting looking book by an author she had never
heard of before. The summary looked interesting, and it was a decent size, so
she decided to buy it. After she paid for the novel, she didn't feel like going
home. So, she decided to have a cup of coffee.
She got into line, behind a shorter woman. Her head was buried in her book, so
she didn't even notice the baristas change. The skinny boy left his post, and
was replaced by a tall, well built girl.
"Can I help you?" the female server said. Rose looked up from her book,
surprised by the pretty voice. She blushed a little when she saw the barista.
She was tall, with dark skin. Her hair was tucked back in her cap, but Rose
could see bright green streaks dyed in. She was well built, with toned muscles.
Rose blushed even deeper when she saw her server's large breasts.
"Uh, hi," Rose said nervously. "Can I get a large black coffee?"
"Sure!" the new girl said cheerfully. She started ringing up Rose's order.
"Say, don't I know you?" she inquired.
"I don't think so," Rose answered. To be fair, she barely payed attention to
those sitting around her in class.
"No, we have english together," the cashier said. Rose decided to read her name
tag, so I wouldn't have to keep coming up with synonyms for barista. Her name
was Jade. "It's Rose, right?"
"Yeah," Rose answered.
"I sit right behind you, how didn't you notice me?" Jade teased playfully.
"Guess I'm not very observant," she said quickly, trying to end the
conversation.
Jade smiled, making Rose feel very warm inside. She hadn't felt like that in a
while.
"Well, I'd better send you through, before you start holding up the line," Jade
said. "I'll see you tomorrow?" she asked.
"Yeah," Rose responded with a bit too much enthusiasm. "You will."
When Rose got home that afternoon, she had a lot to think about. So, she went
straight upstairs and locked her bedroom door. Her books and her laptop were up
there, so what more did she need? She changed out of her clothes into an old
tee shirt and some lounging pants, then lay down on her bed. She thought back
to when she first developed feelings for Kanaya.
It was the day after they had first met. Kanaya had offered Rose a seat at her
lunch table. Rose sat down next to her, across from two boys. One of them had
white hair, and a red jacket on. The other had black hair, and a bright blue
sweater on.
"Rose, this is Dave, Kanaya pointed to the white-haired one. "And this is his
boyfriend John." The second one waved nervously at her. "Guys, this is Rose.
She's going to be sitting with us from now on."
After that intial conversation, there were the arbitraury "get to know you"
topics. Honestly, Rose couldn't tell you what the boys said. The whole time,
she was focused on Kanaya. Yeah, Rose knew she was cute before, but now she saw
all the intrests and opinions they shared, and she started to develop feelings.
As Rose was reminising, she started to think about how beautiful Kanaya was.
When she did, her hand found its way down into her pants.
She thought about the way her ex's hair would always frame her face, and she
ran a hand down entrance. She remembered the feel of Kanaya's soft lips on
hers, and she put a finger in. She thought about how often she had wanted to
fuck her, but Kanaya wanted to wait. She began pumping in and out of herself.
She imagined Kanaya, her mouth in an "o" shape, as Rose licked her most
delicate areas. She could feel herself nearing climax now. As she pushed
herself over the edge, an unexpected thought came into her head. The barista
from today, naked on her bed, licking her tender breasts. Rose bucked her hips
as orgasmed, picturing herself fucking that girl into oblivion. She sat there,
breathing heavily. What was wrong with her?
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