Arriving at the hallway of her room, Elisha finally spotted her red-haired friend, talking to none other than Katherine the newcomer, and Elisha’s latest rival. The brunette head wanted to explode when she saw Alyson giggle girlishly as Katherine whispered something into her ears. Elisha didn’t know what she felt, but she hated it. The blonde was stealing her friend! Deciding that she couldn’t take it anymore, Elisha marched towards her friend angrily, before grabbing the redhead’s smooth hand, dragging her friend away from her rival.

“Hey Lisha! I came here looking ---”

“Alyson, can we talk privately? Come to my room.” It was more of a command than a question, as the brunette had already dragged the non-resisting redhead halfway there.

Slamming her door shut, Elisha turned towards her friend and let out a storm of questions, leaving the redhead looking confused, unable to comprehend her friend’s behavior.

“Where the hell were you last night and why the hell were you talking to that bitch back there?” Demanded the brunette, her tone worried, angry, and jealous all at the same time.

“I was out… What do you have against Katherine? She’s nice.”

“She’s a big bit – Argh, forget it. Why didn’t you answer my calls? Why didn’t you call me back? I was so worried about you!”

“Why would you be worried about me? I’m a big girl now, I can take care of myself, mommy.” Alyson replied jokingly, seemingly not understanding why her friend was so concerned.

“I – I…thought you were doing something else… I know how much you hated Jennifer… and when you called Thursday, asking about sexfighting… and then on Friday you just disappeared…” Elisha muttered weakly, as her emotions overwhelmed her. She was relieved that Alyson was okay, but she was scared too, scared because she knew that she had to confess to Alyson.

“Honey, what are you trying to say?” Alyson asked sweetly.

“I thought you were going to have fight Jennifer, because I told you what I thought about her were only rumors.” Elisha finally managed to blurt out. She realized that she loved Alyson like a little sister and would kill anyone who tried to hurt her – even if that person was the clit queen.


“I’m sorry Aly… I lied… Everything I said about Jennifer is true! She’s a monster, don’t fight her please… it’s for your own good.” Elisha pleaded, truly afraid for her friend.

“Don’t worry Lisha… I won’t. I’m not dyke, remember?” Alyson replied innocently, before hugging her friend.

God she’s sweet… Elisha thought as she returned the redhead’s hug. And deliciously soft too… As her head pressed itself against the tenderness of Alyson’s breasts, Elisha wanted to just sleep on her exquisite redhead friend forever.

“Hey Liz, I heard that Stacey is having another party at her house tonight. Wanna go?” Alyson suggested.

“Aren’t you afraid that Jennifer’s going to be there too? She and Stacey are pretty close friends.” Elisha mumbled against Alyson’s breasts sleepily.

“What’s that bitch going to do, and why should I be afraid of her?” Alyson replied, with a tone that Elisha had never heard her use. Alyson’s voice was just as cute, melodic and sexy as it usually was; but at the same time, there seemed to be a new terrible power behind that voice. Alyson sounded very confident, very powerful, and very majestic. Something has changed her flame-haired friend, Elisha thought. What really happened on Friday night?

The End