Watching Eyes, Part 1

by Nuit du Loup

A two part story. The second part picks up right from this one. It will likely just be a one-shot unless there is a strong desire from people to try and add more.

"God, this is starting to piss me off!"

Megan furiously slammed her tray of greasy school pizza on the table in front of her. The short girl with sandy colored hair right next to her looked up from the book she'd been reading with an arched eyebrow.

"What's got you all fired up today Megan?" the girl asked, entirely unimpressed with the grease splattered on the table from the show of anger.

Megan glared at her friend Kaitlin before she could stop herself. It really wasn't Kaitlin's fault. She knew her friend wouldn't be offended but it wasn't really right to push her bad mood on Kaitlin like this. They'd been friends almost since kindergarten and Megan was sure Kaitlin would understand her frustration.

"It's that damn girl," Megan said as she pulled out her chair and sat next to her friend. "She's going to drive me nuts!"

"What girl?" Kaitlin asked as she put down her book openly on the table so she wouldn't lose her place. "I have no clue what you going on about."

Megan gave a sigh and then took a deep breath to calm herself down. "Didn't I tell you about her already?"

"Nope," Kaitlin said as she shook her head making her ponytail bound hair wiggle behind her head. "You've been in a bad mood all day so far but you haven't told me anything about why."

Megan paused for a moment. She was sure she'd told Kaitlin already but it didn't really matter.

"So what about this girl is bothering you so much?" Kaitlin asked as she turned in her seat to face Megan. Today Megan saw Kaitlin was as usual wearing a pair of snug jeans and a stylish short sleeved sweater and t-shirt. "I can't understand unless you tell me."

"She keeps looking at me!" Megan said, her annoyance rising at the memory.

"Megan," Kaitlin began. "Look at you, who doesn't stare at you?"

Megan knew her friend had a point. She'd just turned fifteen two weeks ago but she had a much more mature looking body than most girls her age. She had a nice set of C boobs on a body that she kept trim and firm by playing multiple sports. She was also fairly tall at just under six feet with long naturally inky black hair and tan skin from her Egyptian grandmother. Another thing that grabbed eyes to her were her piercings. She had an eyebrow stud, a lip stud, and a belly button piercing. She also had two people couldn't see on her nipples. They were all really small but the shiny silver metal defiantly drew attention.

She also wore a lot of heavy black clothing. She didn't do the whole Goth thing with dark make-up, tattoos and chains but she was pretty close. She liked the way she looked and for the most part other people like her appearance as well.

"Not like that," Megan said defensively. "I know I draw attention to myself but this girl is different."

"How so?"

Megan launched into her story. The past couple days she had noticed as she walked in the halls or practiced on the soccer field after school that one particular girl seemed to be following her around and staring at her. At first she had put it down to coincidence. Then when she'd deliberately ducked into a bathroom for a moment the girl had waited a ways down the hall for her to come out.

She knew then that this girl was seriously stalking her. Whenever Megan looked at the girl or made to approach her, the girl immediately ducked out of sight or ran off. Megan didn't even have a firm description of the girl. All she'd been able to see was that the girl was probably a freshman since she had looked a bit young, had golden hair held back in a short mane and was shorter than she was.

After practice the night before, she had exited the building to wait for her mom to pick her up and had seen the girl watching her from a classroom window. All she had seen was the top of a head and a pair of sea blue eyes before they ducked away. Oddly enough, Megan had thought those eyes had been rather pretty. She didn't remember thinking that about a girl's eyes before but that time she did. Somehow she had also known those eyes belonged to her mystery girl

Today those shiny sapphire orbs had plagued her all morning. Between every class the girl had watched her from afar. The part Megan left out in telling her friend was what that gaze was doing to her since it was really embarrassing. For some strange reason she felt oddly warm and really aroused under her mystery girl's eyes. Boys had looked at her with obvious lust before and she'd felt nothing but disgust at such blatant wantonness, but this girl was doing something to her with a similar kind of gaze. She had been having weird thoughts lately too that she'd never had before. Worse than that was the reaction her body was having.

Ever since she was twelve or so, right about when puberty really hit her hard, she had developed a small and annoying medical problem. Due to a hormonal imbalance, at least according to her quack gyno, she had developed overactive glands that made her vagina leak like a damn faucet at the slightest arousal. She had to wear pads every day just in case so she wouldn't end up with a wet crotch and chair if something turned her on, which since she was a teenager, was a frequent event. She also had to drink an abnormally large amount of water to compensate. This girl though triggered her like a damn light switch every time those eyes settled on her

It was this weird affect that had made her so angry. She didn't like that this girl was turning her on just by looking at her. Something in her mind she thought must be broken to want some girl to find her sexy. She didn't want other people to notice her overactive arousal and think she was some weirdo. The fact that she was got soaked so easily wasn't going to help that one bit. She wanted the girl to go away so her body could calm the hell down.

Today had been the worst yet. She'd been practically drenched down there all damn day and had to change pads twice and drink a ton of water to make up for loss in body fluids between classes. Someone would notice her smell soon too if nothing changed; but she couldn't tell Kaitlin all that so she kept to the stalking part.

"Just talk to her," Kaitlin said simply when Megan was done.

"Kait', I want to talk to her, but she bugs out and runs away whenever I approach her.:

"Hmmm"

"Do you have an idea?" Megan asked as she popped open her can of pop on her tray and took a sip.

"Well," Kaitlin began. "We can't really do it today, but Laura and I can watch for her when you go to practice tomorrow after school and find out who she is. Then you can just hunt her down and ask what she wants."

Laura was their other friend but had a different lunch period.

"I guess," Megan said as she thought it over. "Do you really think you guys can find out who she is?"

"You're forgetting something Megan," Kaitlin laughed. "Laura knows practically everyone in this school and if she doesn't know someone, she knows someone that can find out."

Megan laughed too, she had forgotten that. Their friend Laura was a very talkative and charismatic girl that somehow had a whole network of people she "knew" in one way or another. When you asked her how she did it she just shrugged and said it was easy to know people if you talked to everyone.

"I guess that will be fine, I just want her to give me some peace or let me know what she wants."

"Good," Kaitlin said smiling. "I have better things to talk about. What are you doing after school today since your practice was canceled?"

"Nothing much," Megan answered as she finally started eating her pizza. "I was just gonna read or something, why?"

"Want to go see that new movie with me, instead?"

Megan did a quick count of her available funds. "Sure, I'd love too," she said when she saw she had enough money. She and Kaitlin had a bit of a hobby about seeing as many films, good and bad, as they could. Kaitlin had some future dream working in film someday but to Megan she just liked the stories.

"Great," Kaitlin said. "Meet me after school out front; my sister said she'd give us a lift."

Megan nodded and worked on her lunch. This was the way it usually was; Kaitlin would convince her older sister to drive them places they wanted to go. Megan often wondered how the girl put up with Kaitlin as much as she did. Kaitlin's sister Trisha had just graduated last year and went to the local university and somehow ended up being their taxi when they went to places.

When the bell ending lunch rang Megan felt much better. She had something to look forward to later and she vowed not to let that strange girl affect her any more.

****

Megan practically fled the school when the final bell chimed. Her lunchtime claim to herself had been absolutely worthless. What was worse was what happened after her encounter with her stalker right before gym in fifth hour. When they had all been changing after class, just like they always did, Megan had still been a little worked up when she caught herself staring at one of her female classmates and admiring her attractive body. Something she didn't ever remember doing before.

Even worse was that her already sweat soaked panties had been absolutely drenched from her staring. In mortification she had quickly used her gym towel to dry herself before putting on a clean pair. She had no idea what was happening to her. She'd never felt like that around other girls that she could remember at the moment. She felt like her own body was betraying her.

She was so wrapped up in her worries that she almost walked right past Kaitlin who was standing next to her sister in front of a black sedan.

"You ready to go?" Kaitlin asked excitedly.

"Uh, yeah definitely," Megan said, reaffirming in her mind to not let her think about any of her new disturbing thoughts.

"Then let's go!" Kaitlin said as she turned to climb into the vehicle. "I want to get there before the trailers start."

"Hey I'm not arguing against that," Megan said as her humor returned. "I enjoy this just as much as you do."

"I know," Kaitlin laughed as Megan got in on her side, opposite Kaitlin. "Why do you think I asked today when I knew you had free time? Your soccer schedule makes going to the movies hard and this was an opportunity not to be missed."

"I know, I know," Megan chuckled. "But I like playing sports; it keeps me in shape and its fun."

"Are you saying I'm not in shape?" Kaitlin joked as she patted her belly.

Megan glanced over her friend's body. Kaitlin was very good looking, a little softer looking maybe, but with very nice curves. What the hell? Megan thought suddenly. Why am I looking at her like a guy would? .

"Sure you're in shape," Megan argued instead. "But you have to admit all my working out makes me look good."

"Megan, more than half the guys in school know you look good," Kaitlin laughed. "The rest are either gay or like heavier girls."

"Damn right!" Megan said laughing with her. Oddly enough she hadn't actually cared what guys thought of how she looked lately. For some reason she also couldn't remember the last guy she herself had looked at in that way either.

Finally they had to cut off their banter as they arrived at the local mega-theater. Even though the ticket prices were crazy and the snack prices almost required a line of credit, they had frequented this places a lot and were as familiar with it as they were their own homes. When they entered the staff knew them by name and greeted them warmly.

In short order they were ensconced in their favored seats near the back rows of the amphitheater style room with free cups of water instead of forking over their first born for pop. This theater had really comfy reclining seats and Megan loved to just relax here and forget her life outside for a couple hours. Today they were here to see the new blow-em-up, save the hottie, action flick that had just come out the past weekend.

To her and Kaitlin they were perfectly willing to go to all sorts of different movies regardless of genre. They had gone to a lot of movies thinking that it might be a letdown only to come out smiling, laughing, or in the case of one tragic love movie, tears.

As the theater filled up with people others gathered around them. Most people usually observed the unspoken rule to leave a one seat gap between their party and yours but she'd been in some movies where people just didn't get it and spent the whole movie fighting for your armrest. Today though their neighbors, two college girls on one side and an older couple on the other, obliged and sat with the appropriate spacing.

When the movie finally started after an abysmally long series of advertisements it got right into the action and sucked her in. The requisite hot chick for this movie turned out be a big chested babe with guns type instead of the useless damsel they usually saw in these types of movies. Megan found herself a bit shaken halfway through though when she realized she had spent the whole time till then paying attention to the female lead and not the hunky action guy. Her eyes wanted to watch the woman's sweaty scantily clad breasts move in time to her running and diving.

Even more disturbing was the love scene when it came. The whole time she had practically drooled at the woman's barely concealed naked body. It was then that Megan knew something had to be wrong with her. To distract herself Megan tried to look away by turning her head but what she saw was just as bad. She had turned her head to the left toward the two college girls and her eyes had immediately latched to the closest girls tank top clad breasts and the nipples that were hard from the theaters efficient A/C. Megan groaned lowly and turned back to the movie.

Megan tried to enjoy the rest of the show but it had been hard to do. She was way too worried about what she was thinking. She wanted to know why she had noticed that girls breasts like that. She knew that if she checked right now her crotch and pad would be terribly soaked. Kaitlin noticed her discomfort easily because normally they gushed in nerdy fashion after every movie about its good and bad points and now she was dead silent.

"What's going on?" Kaitlin asked in concern "Are you not feeling well?"

"I don't know?" Megan said distractedly. "I don't really know; I feel really weird."

"A bad weird?" Kaitlin continued.

The problem was that her weird feeling felt so very good. "I don't know," she said instead.

"It's not from the movie is it, because you seemed to like it?"

She had liked the movie, it had been one of those everything of value explodes kinda movies but with good enough acting to balance it out. Unfortunately though, her mind insisted on telling her that the female actress had been especially nice. She wanted to go home so she could fall asleep and get past today.

Kaitlin seemed to read her mind since she pulled out her cell phone and called her sister to pick them up.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Kaitlin asked again as they drove to Megan's place.

"Yeah, I just think I need some sleep," Megan said feeling a bit tired. "I'm sorry I ruined our movie day.

"Don't worry about it," Kaitlin smiled. "If your not feeling good than I'd much rather let you get rest. We'll have plenty more movie nights so one bad one isn't a total loss."

"Heh, thanks," Megan said. She and Kaitlin had always been pretty close friends and right now she was glad for it.

"No problem," Kaitlin responded cheerfully.

When she was dropped off at her and her Mom's apartment she wearily slid her keycard in the slot by the door, entered, and tapped the call button for the elevator in the entryway. She was in no mood to tromp up three flights of stairs at the moment. When she entered her home she was unsurprised to find that her mother wasn't home yet. She worked as an air traffic controller and usually ended up working the long second shift twice a week. After eating a quickly assembled sandwich of cold cuts and doing her meager homework she collapsed into her bed. After a moment she got the motivation up to strip down naked as she usually slept and crawl into the warm inviting covers.

It was way earlier than she usually went to bed, but she felt drained by her battle with her own rogue thoughts. She wanted to know why she was suddenly feeling so different around girls now. All she knew was that the girl from school seemed to be the trigger that started it all, her and her watching eyes. How that could possibly be she didn't know, but she was determined to find out if she could.

When sleep finally claimed her turbulent mind she was still thinking of those sea blue eyes.

****

When Megan woke the following morning she felt refreshed and clearheaded. In fact she had even woken up on her own a half hour before her alarm was set to go off and jolt her awake as was her usual routine. Feeling a bit cheerful again Megan slipped down the short hall to the bathroom to take her morning shower. She returned afterward in just a towel with a mission in mind.

When she returned to her room she went immediately to her desk. There she plopped into her very comfortable computer chair and pulled out a drawing pad. While Kaitlin had her love of film, Megan loved to draw. She had dozens of full sketch books she'd done recently. Drawing was one of her ways to enjoy life along with her sports. One let her exercise her body and drawing let her exercise her mind. She'd gotten pretty good at it too.

On a blank sheet she began sketching out an image of the girl who watched her in pencil. The exercise also helped her remember more details about the girl as she concentrated. Slowly but surely a person took on more life like form as she put her memory to paper. Once done with the whole body she began a separate drawing of what she could remember of the girl's face. Mostly it was a shadowy impression of things but the eyes were the most realistic. Those she had no problem remembering.

"She's very pretty," a voice said as she neared completion of the drawing.

Megan looked up at her mother who was leaning over her shoulder. Her mom was in her early forties but was still very good looking despite the effects of time. She had the same dark hair as Megan but had it styled and with highlights in it. Physically mom was a little stockier than Megan was but was still fit from her own exercise routine.

"What did you say mom?" Megan asked

"I said she looks very pretty. Who is she?"

"She's a girl I saw at school, I don't know what her name is."

"Well that's a shame," mom said as she stood up straight. "Well I came to remind you of the time. You need to head out in a few minutes"

Megan glanced at the clock and saw her mom was right.

"Thanks mom, I'll hurry and get dressed," she said as she stood and dropped her towel to the floor. She and mom had seen each other naked plenty since they were the only two living here. They would often not even bother to dress when they went to shower. During the hot summer months they would sometimes watch tv together in just bra and panties.

This was mostly because Megan and her mom got along almost like sisters instead of parent and child most of the time. Ever since her dad had left her mom for some German girl when he was stationed over there, about when she was five years old, Megan and her mom had gotten ever closer. Megan loved the kind of relationship she had with her mom, they could talk about almost anything.

As she dressed, today in a long black skirt, white top and a black button up shirt that she left unbuttoned, she saw her mom looking over her drawings. Megan didn't mind, she always let her mom she what she had drawn. Besides that, she had drawn them so Laura would have a better idea later when she looked for the girl, so it was no big deal if her mom saw them.

Running a brush through her midnight hair, Megan thought again, now much more clearly about how she'd been feeling the last few days. Now that she was calmer about it she realized that her mystery girl had not been the instigator in her changing thoughts. They had begun well before that, it was just that this girl had made her more aware of them.

She tried to think of the last time she had thought a boy was cute or handsome or in the least way sexually attractive. She couldn't do it. Even thinking back as far as she could she realized now that she had always been looking at girls but only now was conscious of the behavior. Does that make me a lesbian then? She asked herself. She knew a couple of openly homosexual girls at school and had no problem with them. She wondered then what she should do if she was. She wondered if Laura and Kaitlin would freak out about it if she was.

Sighing she walked down and quickly brushed her teeth and grabbed a larger than normal handful of pads before returning to her room where her mom was still looking at the pictures.

"What's up mom? You're really engrossed there."

"Hmm?" her mom said looking up. "Well hon, it's just that you put so much life into this picture and I think she's really beautiful. I was just wondering what made you draw her."

Megan shrugged; she wasn't quite ready to voice her concerns over her problems. She would tell her mom eventually, but after she had at least worked out some of her confusion. Looking over her moms shoulder she looked again at what she had drawn. The only artistic liberties she had taken was to put the girls hair into two tails on the back and sides of her head so that they curled down over in front of her shoulders. Megan had thought the girl would look cuter with her hair like that.

"I just saw her in the halls at school mom, I just felt like drawing her."

Megan saw her mom just smile and nod at the answer. "Well Megan, since your about ready, do want me to drive you today? I have the day off so I'm gonna go get some shopping done and I can take if you want a break from riding the bus."

"Sure!" Megan said, accepting the offer immediately. Almost all the other kids on her bus were in the middle school which made her feel like the odd person out whenever she rode it. Plus she liked hanging out with her mom.

She quickly pulled on socks and shoes and grabbed her bag, making sure to slide in the drawing pad, before following her mom from the room and then out of the apartment. Together they talked and caught up bit as they descended in the elevator to the basement parking garage. The garage was one of the nice things about this complex. During Midwest winters it was wonderful to have covered and partially heated parking when it snowed and stormed. They both climbed into mom's little sports coup, and they were soon on their way.

"Are you coming to my first game next weekend?" Megan asked, as they cruised through the early morning traffic.

"I'm going to try to!" Mom smiled. "It's in the evening and I have first shift that day so I should be able to make it in time."

"Awsome!" Megan responded.

Much of the ride passed that way as Megan waxed eloquently about the greatness of the team this year. She was a co-captain and very happy with the performance the team had shown so far in practice and was eager to see what they could to in a real game. Soccer talk then progressed onto talk of her favorite subject, art class. She had long debated on whether it was good or bad to have her favorite class first during the day but she always looked forward to it.

Finally they pulled up into the school campus. Their school district had all the levels of school on one huge piece of land. It was also less than half full leaving plenty of room for expansion buildings later if the population grew. The high school and middle school stood almost back to back with only a utility drive and a parking lot between them on the west side of the campus. Her mom drove through the tree decorated entry drive to the drop off curb.

"Thanks for the ride mom!" Megan said happily as she waved her mom off before walking toward the nearest entry doors. She knew where to find her friends. Since she was here earlier than if she had taken the bus, she knew she would have a little extra time to talk today. As usual she found Kaitlin sitting at a table in the schools warm and comfortable library. Kaitlin liked the seats here where she could read while she waited for school to start.

"Hey Kait', "Megan said as she set her bag down and plopped across from her friend.

Kaitlin looked up from her novel with a laughing smile. "Someone's in a good mood now. Feeling better?"

"I think so." Megan said, unsure exactly as to how she felt. "I feel in a much better mood like you said though."

"Excellent!" Kaitlin said. "The frowning didn't suit you at all."

"Is Laura here yet?" she asked.

"No, but—"Kaitlin cut off as the object of their discussion walked through the door with short energetic strides. Laura, despite her English name was Japanese. She was given up for adoption when she was born and the couple that adopted her had decided to give her an English name. Laura was typically short but was so energetic and talkative that no one really noticed. In fact Laura had given up on three different boyfriends because they couldn't keep up with her. A lot of the boys were a bit intimidated by her now.

"Hey'ya guys!" Laura said loudly as she approached, drawing ire filled glances from the librarian at her desk. "You're here early Megan."

"Yeah, I got a lift from my mom today." Megan said with an unconscious grin. "How about you? Aren't you actually a bit later than usual?"

"I got asked a bunch of questions by the sports committee that went on forever." Laura said as she sat right on the corner of the table. "I still don't know what they wanted."

This wasn't unusual, Laura somehow volunteered all the time for committees and things because she was popular and then ended up getting handed a bunch of work.

"Well it's a good thing you're here now," Kaitlin said as she slipped her book into her bag since it was unlikely she'd get to read anymore now. "Megan has a problem I think you can solve or that we can."

"A problem?' Laura asked interestedly. "What kind? You know I don't mind helping you guys since you help me all the time."

This was true. Whenever Laura got herself overburdened by her volunteer work Megan and Kaitlin would often step in to help out their somewhat overly generous friend.

"Megan has a bit a of stalker problem Laura, we were hoping you could identify the person or at least know who to ask about who it is."

"A stalker?" Laura said in surprise. "Some creepy guy is following you around."

Laura looked around as if the person was looking on even now.

"It's a girl," Megan clarified and then told Laura the same story she had told Kaitlin, again leaving out again the fact that his girl was making her so damn wet she could barely hide it anymore.

"Wow, a chick stalker." Laura commented when she was done. "You want me to find out who is? What does she look like?"

Megan pulled out her drawing pad and showed the images she had done earlier to her friends. They both gave appreciative comments before really looking over the two pictures.

"She looks young," Kaitlin said first. "Maybe a freshman."

"A blonde, young looking freshman, and with blue eyes, "Laura said musingly. "That rings a bell but I can't quite remember."

"You think you've met her then?' Kaitlin asked.

"Yeah, I know I have," Laura said as she thought hard. "I just can't quire remember where."

Megan and Kaitlin both gave their friend a quiet moment to think. Laura glared at the picture as if it could give up the answer if threatened. Then all of a sudden Laura burst into a grin.

"I got it!" She yelled, again drawing a stern frown from the librarian.

"You know who she is?" Megan asked.

"Yeah, yeah I do," Laura said a bit excitedly at having figured it out. "I also know where she met you since we both met her at the same time.

"Where?" Kaitlin asked with intense interest.

"At graduation last year, remember."

Megan thought that over. Laura and she had been voted by the class to do part of the ceremony. Every year the current freshman class elected representatives to welcome the representative of the incoming freshman class of eighth graders. Last year Megan and Laura had done it. Megan had thought it all a little silly but had done it anyway.

She thought over everything she had done and said and then it seemed to smack her in the face.

"It was her!" she said in a harsh barely reigned in whisper. "The girl from the eighth graders who are now the freshmen; she was their representative."

"Yep," Laura said smugly. "That girl who had barely been able to speak to you; she was so shy and embarrassed at being on stage that she almost cried until you gave her that comforting hug and held her to settle her down."

"Maybe that's why she's following you?" Kaitlin suggested. "She's likes you since you helped her out that one time. She's sweet on you or something. Maybe she just wants to thank you."

"It makes a bit of sense," Laura said in agreement.

"Do you know what her name is?" Megan asked.

"Uhmm…" Laura tapped her fingers of her right hand on the knuckle of her left as she thought. "I think it was Alicia or something like that, or maybe Aisha, but I think that was that Chinese girl though."

"I'll just try looking for an Alicia first," Megan said smiling. "I'll just ask some of the freshman later and track her down with the name and picture."

"Let us know how it turns out!" Laura enthused. "I want to know why she's been following you now too."

"As long as it isn't something too embarrassing, then sure," Megan said with a small laugh.

"Why not?" Kaitlin joked. "Those are the best kind of things to tell us."

"If I want to invite teasing sure, but I'm fine without that thank you."

They all laughed and joked around a little more until the ten minute warning bell sounded. After the bell they all separated for their respective classes and Megan went to hers both in anticipation for the art class she enjoyed and with the sense of direction she had for the day.

The first half of her day went by fairly pleasantly. She had still seen the girl watching her in the halls but this time she tried to let herself enjoy the aroused feeling her body insisted on having when she looked at those watching blue orbs. She also decided to experiment a little and see what exactly she liked. Since she had realized she hadn't paid much attention in the sexual sense to anyone before now she made sure to look at everyone in that different light.

As she had suspected it was to various girls she found herself attracted in that way. She also found herself noticing their bodies in whole new ways as well. Like the girl in the theater Megan began noticing how nice some girls' breasts looked and noticed when their nipples were hard or stood out. She also felt her desire to touch those girls' bodies as well. Now that she wasn't freaking out Megan realized that the whole thing felt wonderful and natural. She thought that maybe, being a lesbian wouldn't be that bad.

The only problem was her overactive body. By third hour she'd had to swap out two pads from the sever wetness caused by just her gazing at girls all morning in a sexual light. She had also been very tempted to masturbate to alleviate a little tension but had chickened out. She had never done it outside of her bedroom or the shower and doing it at school seemed like a bit much. What surprised her though was that before she had visualized sex acts she had seen online when she played with herself but when she had been in the school bathroom she had only thought of the girls she'd been paying attention to.

When free study came after third hour she returned to the library to investigate the stalker girl that had awakened her to herself. During free study a lot of students went to the library to uses the computer lab to print things and to use the many tables to work on things in a more comfortable setting than the classrooms. Megan knew she could find plenty of freshman girls there to ask about her mysterious friend.

Upon entering the library Megan stood off to the side and looked over the other students that were entering and finding the places they wanted. After a couple minutes a group of four freshman girls walked in together and all sat at a table. Megan watched them all pull out notebooks and pens to begin working. One girl though spoke something to her friends and walked off toward the many rows of books on one half of the massive room. Megan decided to follow her. Megan also noticed now with her new view of the world that the girl was pleasantly attractive with curly brown hair, a nice butt and small breasts. She liked her new sense of things when it was like this.

Megan found the girl in the section containing various history books on countries. Megan was glad she'd already done her history requirement last year; she found it a bit too dry for her taste. Megan approached and made sure her footsteps were loud enough that she wouldn't startle the work engrossed girl.

"Excuse me," Megan said confidently when she got close.

"Yeah?" Asked the girl who turned herself toward Megan.

Megan noticed the girl looking her over. Megan was used to this reaction, her piercings and general appearance usually got her at least a once over by most people. She liked the approving smile this girl gave her though.

"I'm Megan," she said as an introduction. "I just want to know if you can help me with something."

"I suppose I can," the freshman girl responded. "What do you need help with?"

Megan pulled out her drawings and showed them to the girl.

"Wow, so pretty!" the girl exclaimed.

"Thanks," Megan said, reddening a little at the compliment. "Do you happen to know who she is? I think she's a freshman named Alicia."

"Of course I know who she is," the girl answered with a grin. "Most of our class knows who she is even though she's really shy. She's absolutely gorgeous, yet she never seems to talk to guys and rarely with girls too. People like her though since she's actually nice and really smart."

"Really?"

"Yeah," the girl went on. "She'll probably end up being our valedictorian. She's always had perfect grades and she'll tutor you if you ask her and if you're a girl since guys intimidate her. She even helped me once last year in math and got me an A. Are you trying to find her?"

"Yeah, can you help me out?"

"Sure, as long as you not planning on hurting her or something"

"Nothing like that," Megan assured the girl. "I just want to ask her one thing and that's it."

"Well, I know she's in B lunch," the girl began.

Megan felt a stroke of luck. She had B lunch. "Does she eat in the north cafeteria or the south one?"

"Usually south unless she's tutoring someone over lunch in a classroom. Then I think she has Ms. Coburn for math, and…lets see…Mr. Baker for gym and she comes here a lot after school, though she's been going outside to watch one of the sports teams lately."

"How do you even know that?' Megan asked curiously.

The girl gave a little giggle. "Because the boys all like her even though she gets all quiet and nervous around them. They notice when someone they can't have but still desire does things and gossip with their friends about it. I heard about it myself from a boy. "

Megan laughed with the girl at that, boys were almost as bad of gossips as girls yet they were the ones who complained when girls did it.

"Thanks," Megan told the girl. "I owe yah, find mee if you ever need a favor."

"Sure," said the freshman girl cheerily as Megan walked away. "It was cool meeting you."

Megan felt a bit pleased with the way things were going. If she didn't see the girl in the south cafeteria than she'd just ask Kaitlin and Laura to watch for like Kaitlin had suggested the day before. Feeling upbeat, she killed the remainder of study fooling around on one of the schools computers.

When the lunch bell rang Megan walked quickly to the south lunch room. She and Kaitlin usually ate in the other one at the opposite end of the school but she could still see if the girl was here and then head down to her friend. Megan stood by the cafeteria door and waited as people entered in a small flood and greeted those she knew. When the human flow dwindled she realized that today must be one of the girl's tutor days since she didn't see her anywhere. Sighing Megan went to the other cafeteria and decided to use plan B later.

"Your late," Kaitlin commented as Megan finally made it through the line for food and sat at their table.

"I know, but I was following up on a potential lead on my mystery girl."

"Did you find her?" Kaitlin asked, immediately forgetting about Megan being late. Megan told her about what she had learned in the library and what she hadn't found today in the cafeteria.

"Can you and Laura check the grounds and Library after school while I'm at practice?" Megan asked when she was done with her story.

"Sure, no problem," Kaitlin agreed right away. "Laura will probably be excited to help."

After lunch in the second half of the day Megan didn't have a chance to check the two classes the girl in the library had mentioned. She did see her watcher twice in the halls though. Once Megan and made to approach the girl and had even waved for her to wait, but the girl had gone suddenly wide eyed and ran away.

After the last bell she met her two friends outside the locker room doors.

"I'll take the library!" Laura immediately volunteered when Kaitlin and Megan told her plan.

"Then I'll take the outside and watch around the soccer fields," Kaitlin said with a smile. "Just make sure to text us if she's there and I'll do the same if she's outside."

They all nodded and split up, letting Megan slip in to get changed with the rest of the team. In the locker room Megan realized something from her new perspective. She realized that she played with a lot of very attractive girls. Now that she was conscious of it she couldn't help eyeing all the smooth female skin around her. She stopped herself though when she felt her crotch flood.

Dressing quickly in her practice uniform and gear to hide her arousal from her teammates, Megan was ready in near record time. When she was done she grabbed her water bottle she kept in her locker, filled it from the spigot for that purpose and ran out to the field where the coach's waited.

During practice she forgot about herself and her stalker. She got into her sports almost as much as she did her drawing. She was more than a little competitive and drove herself hard and since she was also a captain that meant her teammates worked hard too. Most of her team never complained since she was always right there at the front of the pack when they ran instead of slacking off. In fact she was so concentrated on soccer that she was almost surprised when Kaitlin showed up when she was walking back to the locker room.

"We found her!" Kaitlin said happily as she ran up. "Laura says she's in the library with some tutoring group."

"Really! Awesome!" Megan said joyfully as she hugged her friend to her n her surprised excitement.

"Hey hey!" Kaitlin exclaimed. "You're all sweaty!"

"Sorry," Megan laughed as she let go. "I'm just a bit excited to get to the bottom of this."

"Understandable," Kaitlin said as she checked herself for wet spots. "But you're a sweaty jock right now, and I'd like to stay non-smelly."

Megan just laughed again and agreed to meet Kaitlin outside the locker room. When she was showered and changed, she and Kaitlin both walked the short distance to the hall outside the library where they met up with Laura who seemed a bit over excited herself at being able to play at being a spy.

"She's still inside!" Laura said in a hissing whisper as she tried to hide how much fun she was having. "The group just left but she stayed behind to use the computers for something."

Megan nodded. This she thought was perfect. The girl would be alone and hopefully easily approached.

"Wait here she comes," Laura hissed as she peeked in the door. They all scrambled to hide around a corner of the hallway. When they heard the girl walking away from them Megan went back around to follow her, making sure she walked in a rolling heal-to-toe manner to hide her footsteps. Laura and Kaitlin followed closely behind.

As they followed the girl Megan had the idle thought that empty school hallways really were creepy, especially when you were really quiet.

Then they came to a T intersection of hallway and the girl went straight ahead to the bank of lockers at the end of the intersecting hallway they'd all been walking down. Megan motioned her friends to wait silently and continued on her own. When she was fairly close, Megan smelled the scent of a light perfume from the girl. She inhaled the girls' smell happily and then spoke softly and gently.

"Alicia?"

The girl spun in absolute surprise. Finally Megan got to see those sea blue eyes up close. Megan also finally got a chance to look over the rest of the girl as well. Her stalker was a bit short and dressed in a couple white tops and jeans and had her hair up with ties and clips that gave it multiple layers and looked really cute. Alicia's body was slim and petite with small firm looking breasts. The girls' face was set in surprise and shock but Megan took in the small mouth, tiny nose and wide smooth cheeks. She loved what she saw.

The girl backed up against the lockers as if to try and run away.

"I'm not going to hurt you or anything like that." Megan said raising her hands in a placating gesture.

The girl didn't seem to believe her much but she did pull her back away from the lockers.

"I just want to talk to you; your name is Alicia right?"

The girl nodded shyly. Megan felt surprising warmth within herself for this girl. She was finally meeting the girl that had awakened her to the feelings she'd been ignoring for so long that she hadn't even known they existed.

"I know you've been watching me and following me…"

The girl cringed a little.

"…but I'm not angry at you, not anymore…"

The girl relaxed only a bit.

"…All I want to know is why. I'm just curious that's all, to know why you would want to look at me."

The girl made as if to speak but then hesitated and blushed furiously. Megan wanted to make the girl more comfortable. She made to take another step toward the girl but unfortunately she had been paying attention to the girl and not the floor. When she had startled Alicia, the girl had dropped her bag and some of its contents had spilled. For Megan this was important as she stepped on a fat permanent marker and it rolled her foot forward and threw her off balance.

Alicia gave a frightened and surprised squawk but tried to hold out an instinctive hand to help Megan, but Megan, being heavier than the girl pulled Alicia right down with her. Together they collapsed with Alicia falling on top of Megan who landed hard on her back which knocked more than a bit of wind out of her. She barely managed to shield her head with her free hand so she didn't bang it on the tile floor.

For a moment all Megan could do was catch her breath and stare upwards. Then she realized she was staring at Alicia's face which was haloed by the ceiling light above them. For some reason Megan couldn't break her gaze away. She saw first surprise on Alicia, but then it was replaced by fear again and something else. Desire maybe? Megan heard her friends asking if they were alright but she didn't take any notice. Her whole world at the moment was the face before her own.

Megan saw Alicia's mouth move and she thought the girl was silently mouthing the words, "I can't," over and over. That was when Megan also noticed that Alicia seemed to be trembling in her all fours position over her. Wanting to comfort the poor girl Megan pulled her hand from behind her head and lifted it up to Alicia's cheek. She felt the girl flinch and then lean a little into her palm.

"Alicia, why are you so afraid? Am I--" Megan cut off as Alicia suddenly seemed to change. Her expression softened and Megan heard her whisper very quietly, "I'm sorry."

Megan was entirely unprepared for Alicia lowering her face to hers and kissing her softly but passionately on the lips. Megan was completely stunned. She'd never kissed anyone before in her life, not even her mom since they were more of a hugging family. At first, all she could feel were Alicia's wondrously soft lips on her own, and her mind's reeling, she didn't notice the gasps from Kaitlin and Laura at all.

Then she really began to actually feel the kiss as it went on seemingly forever. After her surprise wore off she realized that it felt absolutely wonderful and made her burn hotly inside and also between her legs. She knew she was already drenching herself, she could feel the pad failing and beginning to leak. She didn't care though; she just closed her eyes and let her lips feel Alicia's. Surprising herself Megan then began to kiss back.

She let her hand that had slid to Alicia's neck caress there with her fingertips. Her other arm she raised to place a hand on Alicia side, just below her breast. Megan felt a burning desire to roam her hands over Alicia's beautifully nubile body.

Then suddenly Alicia broke the kiss and the moment. As she rose up from the kiss Megan saw the fear return along with horror. Tears began to poor freely from Alicia's blue crystal eyes. The sight made Megan want to cry too, even though she didn't know what was so sad.

"I'm so sorry," Alicia said again in a barely audible voice, almost a whimper. Then she scrambled off Megan, grabbed her bag and quickly ran away down the hallway.

"Wait!" Megan cried out as she rolled herself in the direction of the running girl but Alicia didn't look back as she rounded another corner and disappeared from sight. Megan rolled again and returned to her back. What had just happened seemed to slam into her with the force of a pile driver. "Holy shit," she said in an amazed and absolutely floored voice.

She couldn't believe she had just been kissed by a girl; a really beautiful one at that. She couldn't seem to make her brain cooperate to process it all. She thought she could still feel a vague tingling on her lips in remembrance of the contact they'd had. She also thought she could taste a tiny bit of something like strawberry and wondered idly if Alicia had been wearing lip gloss.

"Holy Crap!" Kaitlin said as she dropped gently to her knees next to Megan.

"Yeah," Laura said as she come and sat on her other side. "Did she really just kiss you?"

"Uh-huh," Megan said distractedly as she sat up and then turned to lean back against the lockers. "She really did."

Megan saw both of her friends exchange confused glances. They didn't have any more of an idea as to how to take what had just happened than she did. She hadn't known what to expect from Alicia, but this was far from it.

"You know," Kaitlin said slowly. "When I said she might be sweet on you this morning I thought she just wanted to be friends with you or something like that, but this is…wow."

"Wow is right!" Laura said excitedly. "She kissed you good, right here on the floor. I never saw anything like that before except in a movie."

That made Megan snort in a small laugh. Laura usually avoided squishy romance movies.

"What did it feel like?" Kaitlin asked interestedly.

"Yeah, what was it like kissing her?" Laura seconded.

"Well…it felt really good," Megan said truthfully. Even now she could still feel her arousal burning away. She wanted to touch herself so badly that she gripped her skirt at her sides to keep her hands away from anywhere they shouldn't be going in public.

"It did?" Kaitlin said smiling. "I saw your face, you looked like you really liked it. You even closed your eyes.

"It felt amazing," Megan told them, "and that was the first time anyone has ever kissed me, but I wanted it to go on."

"Wow, a first kiss with a girl!" Laura gasped. Megan thought she actually sounded a little impressed.

"What are you gonna do?' Kaitlin asked.

"I…don't think I know," Megan replied, still in a distracted tone. "No one's ever just kissed me like that before, and she ran away before I could talk to her."

"Well she ran off crying really hard, so maybe she thinks she stole that kiss forcibly from you and is ashamed of herself." Laura suggested.

"Well isn't that kind of what she did?" Kaitlin interjected.

"She did say 'I'm sorry;' twice to me," Megan said thoughtfully. "She didn't need the second one though."

"She didn't?" Laura asked in surprise.

"No, I liked that she was kissing me like that," Megan admitted. "I don't know that I mind that she did it like she did."

Suddenly Kaitlin's phoned chirped for attention. Checking it Kaitlin let out a small gasp. "Damn, it's already past time. My sister is waiting for us outside."

They all quickly stood back up and wiped the floor dirt from their bottoms and then made their way to the necessary exit. Megan felt her soaked panties leaking a line of her juices down her leg so she surreptitiously used her skirt to wipe it away before it slid down and became visible. She hoped her friends didn't smell her when they got in the car, it would be more than a little embarrassing to have them know just how turned on she'd been by that kiss.

When they all climbed into the car Megan made sure to roll down her window to let fresh air into hide her scent and then she laid back and closed her eyes. She could still feel the impression of Alicia's lips. Something inside her made her want to find the girl and kiss her again. Thankfully Kaitlin and Laura were stating silent so far on the subject in front of Kaitlin's sister but when she reopened her eyes she could see the curiosity burning in their eyes

Since she was sitting next to her in the back of the car Laura leaned in.

"What did you mean about not minding that that girl kissed you?" Laura whispered.

"Like I said," Megan said in the same volume. "I wanted her to keep kissing me after the surprise went away. It felt…I don't know how to describe it…it was just really good."

Laura cocked her head a little in a thinking gesture and then gave Megan a considering look. "So you really do like girls?"

"What do you mean by that?" Megan asked in surprise. "I only just figured that out in the last day or so."

"Kaitlin and I have seen how you look at some girls occasionally," Laura said with a small grin. "You look at them the same way Kait' looks at boys. Sometimes when we're just sitting around talking, your eyes will follow some good looking girl as she walks by. So we've had our suspicions for a little while now."

Megan felt shocked again. Her friends knew more about her than she did. She had completely ignored her interest until now, she had no idea how she had been doing all that without clueing in "It doesn't bother you?" She asked Laura.

"Don't really see why it should," Laura answered with a smile and a shrug "Doesn't matter to me who you like as long as the person isn't an asshole."

Megan laughed, she was very thankful her friend didn't mind.

"So what are you going to do now?" Laura asked.

"Find her again," Megan said determinedly. "I need to talk to her."

Laura's face split into an impish grin of amusement. "She sunk yah didn't she?"

"What does that mean?" Megan asked.

"Don't try to fool me," Laura laughed. "You like her now." "You like her?!"

Both Megan and Laura turned to see that Kaitlin was turned to look at them and that her sister was also looking interested as she drove. They hadn't realized that they'd stopped whispering.

"It's not that I like her exactly," Megan tried to explain, though she wasn't sure about it. "At first I just wanted to talk to her because she made me wake up and realize that I like girls. Now I'd say it's more of a crush than actually liking her since I don't know anything about her."

"Make sense I guess," Laura said. "What are you gonna say to her when you find her again?"

"No idea," Megan said with a laugh. "I'll figure something out."

"We're here Megan," Trisha said as the car came to a halt in front of her U-shaped, 3 story apartment building.

"Thanks for the ride Trish," Megan said as she opened her door. "I'll see you all tomorrow."

There was a three person chorus of similar good-byes, and she turned and entered her apartment. When she entered her home her mother was sitting in their living room, curled up in her favorite recliner with a blanket and reading one of her Sci-fi novels.

"Have good day Megan?" her mom asked when she noticed Megan's arrival.

"I guess you could say that," Megan laughed. "It was very interesting at least. Did you have a nice day off?"

"Oh yeah!" Her mother laughed. "I got a bunch of shopping done this morning and then spent the rest of the day being lazy."

"Sounds like an awesome day." Megan chortled. "Wish I could do the same."

Megan made her way back to her room and closed the door behind her. Now that she was finally alone and with some privacy her right hand quickly shot down to grip her crotch through her skirt and panties. She could still feel her wetness oozing out of her. With her left hand she undid the catch of her skirt and let it drop down to the floor leaving her with just her shirt and panties after she also kicked of her shoes. She saw the whole front of her black cotton panties were soaked and felt the back was the same from sitting down in the car and on the school floor.

Impatient, she reached under her bed and pulled out a large beach towel she kept for this purpose. She folded it so it was two layers thick, laid it on the bed and then climbed onto the bed so that the towel sat under her ass and stretched out between her legs. Whenever she played with herself outside of the bathroom she had learned long ago to take precautions against the mess she inevitably made.

Satisfied with the set-up she whipped her panties and pad down and off. She then leaned back against the wall at the head of her bed and snaked one hand up her shirt and the other between her legs. Megan had learned way back when she first figured out how to masturbate that she had really sensitive nipples and that she could make herself cum just by playing with them. Now her left hand held one of her breasts, bare now since she hadn't put a bra back on after practice, and began caressing it.

Her right hand slipped between her legs and began stroking her slit with loud wet noises. Now free of a pad, her sex leaked out and down over her asshole and onto the towel in a river. Megan didn't care about that right now though. She just wanted to get rid of the hot arousal that had stayed cooking in her since the kiss.

With a cry of pleasure she plunged a finger into her hole. She thrust it in and out rapidly in time to the squeezing pinches her other hand was now giving her nipples. The drool of girl fluid became a pouring flood. Megan had to use humping motions of her hips to pull fresh towel toward her as she worked herself into a frenzy. She had never felt this hot before.

Suddenly it slammed into her. Her cum was unlike any other she had ever given herself. Her juices squirted and poured with unprecedented volume. Megan writhed in it all as she continued her pumping. Then a second and a third orgasm followed. Finally she had to stop after she gave herself a fourth and final cum. She collapsed sideway onto the bed, panting from her release.

After a few minutes she was able to think again. She brought her heavily juice glazed hand up before her face. She'd been tempted to try her copious girl fluid before but had never got the nerve to do it. Now she brought her hand to her mouth and slurped it with her tongue. The taste that covered her tongue was delicious and she eagerly licked the rest off her hand.

Smiling contentedly at having vented her body's ardor, Megan glanced down at the towel. More than half of it was wet and below her ass she saw that she had leaked all the way through to the bed sheets. Sighing at the futility of fighting against her overactive body, she pulled over one dry corner of the towel to wipe her crotch clean. She was still leaking a little but that was normal. She always leaked a little even when she wasn't aroused these days despite what the doctor had originally claimed, but it was normally enough for the pads to contain.

Standing up she opened her window to let in fresh air and let the sex smell dissipate. Then, smiling happily she pulled out another towel, placed it on her chair and sat at her desk. She pulled out her sketch pad and turned to a clean sheet.

Again she began to draw Alicia. She was really good at drawing from memory and now she put what she had seen today to paper. She took her time and let the pencil move and create a near perfect mirror of the girl who had just a short time before, claimed her lips with a kiss.

She didn't stop even when her mother called for dinner. Instead she slipped on some athletic shorts, grabbed her pad and large box of colored pencils and brought them to the table. As she ate her spaghetti she gave her facsimile flesh and golden hair. The eyes she did last. She wanted to make those perfect. When she was finally done, she had captured the desire she had seen in those sky blue eyes. Desire she was sure now was meant for her.

When she sat back to admire her work, her mother came over to look over her shoulder. Together they just looked on in silence for a moment.

"This is that same girl?" Mom asked quietly. "The same one you drew this morning?"

"Uh-huh, yeah." Megan said absently. "This is how I saw her today."

"It looks so realistic Megan," Her mom continued. "She looks very beautiful."

"She is," Megan said softly, not noticing the small smile that appeared on her mother's face.

"Who is she?" Mom asked. "How do you know her?"

"I met her last year, but I've been seeing her a lot recently." Megan said, still caught up n her own memories. Then she snapped out of it and blushed furiously. She knew if she had kept on like that she would have blurted right out that she had a crush on the girl now. She would tell her mom, but later when she was in more control of how she felt about her.

Instead she told her mom about how she had noticed the girl watching her the last few days. Mom said nothing about it but she did smile oddly.

After she helped wash the dishes Megan went back to her room and did her homework that she'd nearly forgotten. When she was done she stripped down and after using the head and brushing her teeth, she slipped into bed.