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Allegra F/F??? My bitch queen needs some love

TRUTH OR DARE

Allegra / MC - 2800+ words - @crimswnred

If you see us in the club, we'll be acting real nice. If you see us on the floor, you'll be watching all night 🎶

Allegra put on another layer of her favorite pink strawberry-flavored gloss and flipped her hair back. She could hear the insistent sound of the leaking tap echoing into the silence as Jen started fighting to tie her hair up next to her, looking dumb as she did it too. To be fair, however, absolutely everything that day was getting on Allegra's nerves. And this damn lip gloss wasn't working.

With a 'thump', she snapped, slamming her fist against the sink. "Ugh, this stupid thing."

Beside her, Jen jumped on her feet. "What the fuck, Allegra?"

Allegra side-eyed Jen. She could kill her right here but that wasn't a good idea nor a good look. "Sorry, just stress because of the ratings."

Jen seemed to understand it right away. Everyone was stressed because of the ratings. At the dance academy, a good rating was basically the fastest way to get a solo or, who knows, be part of a play or dance crew for an artist. As a modern dancer, of course she was competing with a bunch of really good girls and that alone took her stress levels off the charts. To put it quite simply, Allegra hated the ratings.

Not that she was a bad dancer. God, no. She had a few solos already, she passed some tests, she had won some competitions and even joined some famous people on their tour. However, that was before she joined the Academy.

Giulia was a fucking good dancer, everyone was well aware of that ever since she had her first ballet class and left Mrs Kensington looking impressed – which for the old lady meant she had an eyebrow up and that sparkle on her usually opaque brown eyes. Allegra had seen her dance a few times and, although she didn't believe she was that good at first, she had to admit that she had never seen someone look that… light while dancing. She was just like a feather.

And that was so annoying. Before her, Allegra was the shit at the academy. All eyes on her, forever top of the rantings, the only one to get ovations at the showcase. She was the moment and everyone wanted a piece of her. Then, Giulia came from the depths of Italy with her annoying accent, doll-like feature, straight as fuck strawberry blonde hair and perfect shaped petite body. Ridiculous.

"I mean, at least you're, like, 2nd spot!" Jen smiled at her through the mirror. "I'm, like, sixty."

Allegra closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Oh, god, Jen was making it really hard not to kill her right there. "I swear to god, Jennifer, if you don't shut the fuck up right now."

That seemed to get her quiet.

Allegra grabbed her stuff from the sink and threw it all on her pink bag with a huff. Not even looking back, she made her way out of the bathroom and waltzed through the academy, hoping she would be able to leave to her dorm without bumping into anyone. She just wanted to lay down on her bed and re-watch her favorite season of Pretty Little Liars.

But, of course, she bumped into someone.

Giulia.

"Hey, Leggy!"

As usual, her drawn-by-god's-hands face had zero makeup on, displaying the layer of random-placed freckles and the pointy nose everyone envied. Her thick, long hair was pulled up in a perfect bun, not a single strand of hair daring to escape it. Covering her torso, she had the tight black collant on and the supper short cropped black hoodie with a single tiny rainbow right on its center. To match, she had those low-waisted baggy gray sweatpants. Ugh.

Giulia smiled at her and Allegra's stomach flipped. She couldn't stand her, god. "Hey… Giulia! How's it going?"

"Super! Just got the ratings!" Giulia scratched her neck and gave Allegra a nervous chuckle. Oh, she was playing it coy now? The audacity. "Congrats on the second spot, by the way!"

That struck a nerve. Oh, my fucking god. Allegra could hear the venom dropping from every word she was saying, it didn't matter how much she tried to play it as friendly.

"Thanks," Allegra crossed her arms, looking right into Giulia's stupid honey eyes. "Is that the reason why you stopped me, though? 'Cause I really need to go back to my dorm."

Giulia looked taken aback for a second but she quickly recovered, plastering a smile on her lips easily. The whole conversation had an overly sweet tone but there was a classic female rivalry between the lines.

"I was just wondering if you're going to Sammi's party tonight?" She leaned against the wall, eying Allegra up and smirking.

She knew Sammi. They had some classes together. She also knew that Sammi was number 3 on the rankings. Which meant she used to be to Allegra what Allegra was now to Giulia. If that makes sense. She also knew that her last party was busted by the headmistress and that the attendants were punished by her after being caught smoking weed. Something that was completely banished from the Academy.

So, no, Allegra wasn't planning to hit Sammi's party that night. But she also wasn't planning to be hit on the face with all of Giulia's mean attitude, so hey, she was allowed to change her mind, right?

"Yep," she popped the 'p' with some of her bubbling rage. "See you there?"

Giulia winked at her before unpeeling herself from the wall. "You know it, girl."

Two hours later, Allegra was wearing the tiniest of skirts known to mankind and the tightest shirt she could find in her wardrobe. Her hair was up in a high ponytail so she could let her long earring flow in a sparkly silver cascade along her neck. At least, she looked hot, even though she didn't want to be there.

When she got to Sammi's stupid mansion — she knew Samantha's mom was a really famous ballet dancer but she wasn't aware her dad owned a fucking stock company — she spotted Giulia immediately. Of course, she was wearing a black dress that hugged every inch of curve she had on her body. Her hair was down, running down her back and flowing as she danced. Without her collant, her breasts were much more flattering.

Allegra ran her curious eyes over her body and she just noticed Giulia was staring back at her when she had already scanned her entire body. Avoiding to meet Giulia's gaze, Allegra swallowed hard and turned around, making a beeline to the kitchen. Or more specifically, the fridge freezer.

She grabbed one drink and unscrewed the lid with ease, already necking the bottle without thinking twice. Suddenly, the weight of the stressful test week and ratings released was off her shoulder, and she felt like she could finally breathe. Or was it the alcohol invading the space inside her head?

"Someone is having a bad day."

Oh, god! Allegra jumped on her feet. The feminine yet deep voice took her off guard. With a frown, she turned to its owner. Giulia had a playful smile on her lips as she watched Allegra react to her mere existence. Was that girl never tired of making her life a living hell? Jesus.

"Yeah, and who's fault is that?" Allegra spit the words fast, reminding herself they were in public and that the words wouldn't escape her if she talked a little slower. "You keep haunting me."

However, Giulia didn't seem to mind the harsh tone of her voice. Instead, she chuckled and jumped onto the cabinet, sitting on top of it. "Aw, does that mean you've been thinking about me?"

… wait, what?

Suddenly, Allegra's point of view shifted. Giulia was playing with the ends of her hair, twirling them. She had blushed cheeks and a restrained smile she could barely keep out of her stupid face. Her body was turned to Allegra, her cleavage leaning quite strategically.

… wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Allegra must've been looking at her with a stupid face because then Giulia was throwing her head back with a heartfelt laugh. "You're so cute when you're flustered, Rossi."

Fuck off.

Before Allegra could say anything more, Giulia jumped out of the counter and left back to the dance floor, leaving her with a flipping stomach and some scrambled thoughts. What the fuck Is going on?

Allegra decided to just ignore her extremely high heart rate and grabbed another drink. That one was dry way quicker than the first one and it wasn't long until she grabbed a third. That's when she spotted Jen. Or rather, Jen spotted her.

Great.

"Oh, my god, you came!" Jen ran at her, grabbing her arm as if she was invited, welcomed to. "When you said these parties were just a lame excuse to get high and call attention, I really thought I'd never see you in one of these again!"

It goes without saying that Allegra didn't recall being that much of a stuck up.

"I just thought I could use the distraction," Allegra said untangling herself from Jen. "Have you seen Sammi, by the way?!"

Jen just shook her head, looking a little confused, and Allegra just huffed in reply. Already fighting an annoying roll of her eyes, she left Jen there by the kitchen's counter, digging her way around the party and random people's sweaty bodies. Eyes sharp, she tried to find Sammi, just to say hello and then leave so she could never think about what Giula said again, after all, she was just drunk — or at least that was what Allegra told herself.

But her eyes, wandering as always, find their way to Giulia's moving body like they usually would do. She was swaying her hips, just far enough from Allegra that she would seem out of reach. Her lips followed the song along, echoing every word Madonna blasted through the speakers. Was it 4 Minutes?

Next to her, no, grinding her, Ozzy — also known as number four at the ratings — was mimicking her moves, trying to fit in with her body. He was good, the best guy at the academy, but something about the slow way his hands ran through Giulia's body rhythmically made Allegra's stomach tie in a knot. She couldn't quite say why but they just didn't fit well together. He was not giving Justin Timberlake the way Giulia could give Madonna.

In the middle of the dance floor, it didn't take long for random people to start to dance around Allegra. As she tried to keep an eye out for Giulia and get her alone, she accidentally got herself in the middle of two dances. She recognised the girl smiling in front of her, Kat, who was known for her sensual and provocative moves. Behind Allegra, Jamal from her ballet class had his hand on her hips, following the beat.

She could feel Jamas breath on her neck and Kat's skin against her as Madonna sang her part of the chorus. She looked back at Giulia, who was now touching Ozzy's neck, keeping him close. Her eyes, however, were distracted. Watching Allegra.

Against her better judgement, Allegra mimicked Giulia's moves, bringing Kat closer to her own body and hoisting her hips against Jamal. When she saw the smirk on Giulia's lips, her heart skipped at best.

Even though the room was full with random people, it was like they were the only people there.

Then, the song changed. Now, Timbaland's Give It To Me was blasting from the speakers and Giulia was shoving Ozzy to the side. Soon enough, she had crossed the space between them, standing right there in front of Allegra.

She didn't say anything. Instead, she put her hand on Allegra's waist and brought her closer. In less than a minute, they were sweating together, moving as if they shared the same body, swaying hips as the beat went again and again. Allegra could feel the eyes on her but she didn't care. Not when Giulia moved her fingertips along her skin like that, leaving tingles and sending waves of pure electricity through her body.

Their faces were closed, their bodies was glued to one another, their heartbeats were synched. There was not a single part of Allegra that was moving without asking Giulia's for permission. Giulia was leading and Allegra would follow her anywhere.

The song came to an end way too soon. Allegra fought the disappointment, trying not to show it when Giulia put even the smallest space between them, focusing on the satisfied smile she had on her face as she panted and ran her fingers through her hand.

"I've never felt so alive, fuck!" She screamed the last word, sounding completely crazy. Yet, Allegra couldn't agree more.

"Hey, Giu?" Allegra heard someone calling. It was Ozzy, smiling that stupid boyish smile he usually had on when she was hitting on a girl. Giulia twirled on her heels, putting even more space between them. "Wanna play truth or dare?"

"Sure!" Giulia agreed and Allegra would've been too disappointed if Giulia didn't immediately turn to her and ask, "Wanna play with us?"

Two possibilities crossed Allegra's mind. She could say no and then go home before someone asked her to do something stupid like running naked and the photo evidence ended up on Instagram… or, she could say eyes and have an excuse to ask Giulia what all of that meant.

Needless to say she went with the second option.

There were around five people in the room already, sitting in the middle of the floor, next to the sofa. Kat, Jamal, Jen, Will from ballet and Sammi were laughing at something Allegra figured couldn't be that funny anyway.

"Hey, Ozzy! C'mon, did you find a bottle?" Willem shouted but Ozzy just shrugged.

"We don't need a bottle, just pick someone and ask them, easy!" Giulia said as she opened some space between Sammi and Jamal so she could sit, bringing Allegra with her.

"Sure, and who starts?" Willem gave Giulia a look Allegra found a little out of pocket.

"Me!" Sammi butted in. "It's my house, after all."

"Fair enough…"

The game started pretty boring and, since Allegra was sitting literally on the second to last place before Sammi, her turn would take too fucking long. She also wasn't that close to anyone on the circle except for Jen — who she kinda saw as an annoying classmate, at best —, so no one was asking her any questions.

There were some really stupid questions like, 'did you ever screwed an instructor' and some really juicy ones, like 'did you really come up with that choreography for this semester's assignment?'. But the game didn't actually become interesting until it got to Allegra's turn. And she got to ask Giulia.

"I choose truth," Giulia smiled, a little playfully but also a little challenging. "Give me your best shot, Rossi."

It was now or never. Allegra wanted to know if she was actually flirting back there or if the whole night had been senseless playful times. Was there something going on between them? Or was it just Giulia messing with Allegra? If it was the last option, she better get ready to fight. Because they were going to war.

"Alright," Allegra matched her challenging smile. On the inside, however, she was shaking. "Is it true you are actually in love with me?"

The guys looked at each other, their lips going for the decapitalized 'o' shape and their eyes sparkling with naughty thoughts. Pigs, Allegra thought to herself, before she flipped her hair back again.

The girls gasped, looking at each other with a face that could only mean hot gossip. Allegra braced herself for the worst, already coming up with some clapback for whatever nasty comments Giulia would throw her way.

Giulia's smile, however, didn't drop, she just looked straight into Allegra's eyes and bit her lips. "Yeah, it's true."

Oh, wow.

"Yo, Ozzy, it looks bad for you, huh?" One of the boys said, only God knew who. Allegra didn't have eyes for any of them at the moment, not when Giulia was looking at her like that.

"Shut the fuck up, Ryan," Giulia said, her eyes not leaving Allegra's for even a second. "I'm gay, remember? Me and Ozzy are just dance partners."

Allegra's eyes widened. What? She looked around. The other girls seemed unfazed. Was she the only one that wasn't aware of that?

"What?!" was the only word that managed to come out of Allegra's mouth. She sounded stupid.

"I didn't even choose him, we were just nominated partners" Giulia smiled at Allegra reassuringly. "It's your turn now, Leggy. Truth or dare?!"

"Dare," she said, absentmindedly, still processing the whole conversation.

"I dare you to kiss me."

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FUCHSIA

Prompt: Story gift. Write a story with a character gifted to you by one person, and a trop gifted to you by another.

Trope: His / Her Jacket (Character wears an article of their significant other's clothing) - from Em

Character: Allegra - from Suzi

| S1 | Allegra/MC | 2700 words | Bia (@crimswnred)

Allegra Rossi had a big secret.

It all began after another one of their cheer practices. Allegra was still wearing her yellow and purple uniform and her high ponytail as the other girls were talking to each other, squealing and gossiping, not giving too much of a fuck about how terrible their final sequence went down, even if the regionals were just around the corner. As captain of the squad, Allegra knew she had to do a speech about it and point out the flaws but she just wasn't feeling like it.

Her mom would be furious when she got back home. She knew that. After trying so fucking much, she had failed her mother's expectations and got a D in Chemistry. Surely, from the teacher's point of view, it meant she was stressed and probably was having a hard time catching up with the class as she had just been sent to the advanced classes, a pretty normal phase for every student that changed courses but her mother wouldn't see things like that. No, she would scream at her, make her feel miserable for a week and then buy her something to make up for it.

As if her love and tenderness were no match to a shining new diamond. What a cow.

"Great job out there, Rossi," the cheer squad coach had said with a smile to Allegra before turning to Alison, who had just got out of her uniform. "And great energy Morgan, hope to see more of you two on the field."

Allegra could picture the way Alison Morgan looked at her even after all these months. She had her honey blonde hair slicked back, still a little wet, and her eyes shined brightly with the locker room's lights. She could remember hearing the muffled scold of the coach to the other girls, who grumbled responses and whined as they collected their things but nothing else really matter. The way Alison's blue eyes watched her move was way more important.

Everything about Allegra was intense and passionate. That was exactly what gave her the spot as captain of the cheer squad, what made her vice-president of the student council, what gave her all of the trophies and medals she proudly displayed in her bedroom, and what made her the number 1 girl in Lockwood High. But also was the main reason she felt like being herself around Alison Morgan was an excruciating chore, a pain in her arse, a headache, and many other adjectives she could come up with.

If it wasn’t for her blonde locks that always bounced around as she tried doing the more complicated moves during cheer practice, or her piercing blue eyes that twinkled beautifully or the way she had a bright personality and a “you-wish-you-were-me” attitude, that made girls hate her and boys fucking dream of her, Allegra wouldn’t be stuck in the weird place she was now, casually standing right in the “I don’t know if I wanna be you, or if I wanna fuck you” ground.

Liking girls was something Allegra kept a secret for the longest time. Lockwood was not that small of a town and she could escape to the nearby ones to meet and kiss pretty girls. Of course, she liked boys as well and no one would dare to say something with her perfect relationship record, especially while she was the so-called girlfriend of Mason Knight. Who would dare to say the captain of the cheer squad and the football star weren't a real cute couple?

Only Alison Morgan, of course.

After the 'serious talk' with the coach, the girls were dismissed and Allegra finally left to take a shower. She wouldn't consider herself a shy girl but she surely didn't enjoy showering among fourteen other girls and, honestly, there was nothing she wanted less than going home and facing her mother.

She was scratching her scalp, making good use of the shampoo, as she thought about all the ways her mother could make her miserable. "I heard you failed Chemistry," she heard a voice echoing inside the bathroom, making her jump. "Sorry, did I scare you?"

"Fucking god," Allegra said before taking a deep breath. She turned to meet the voice, finding Alison with her back turned to her, wearing a black leather jacket and a destroyed type of jeans. "You scared the shit out of me."

A short giggle escaped Alison and that was enough to make Allegra tingle. Like everyone with eyes, she knew how hot Alison was, especially when she rocked those edgy sexy clothes that only highlighted her body better. Unlike Allegra and her strictly “good girl facade”—or whatever the fuck Ali liked to call it—filled with long hours of fixing her hair and listening to her mother’s tips to be prom queen, Alison was wild and free and so open about everything, including her bisexuality. How could someone not be drawn to such a free spirit?

And as everybody in that damned school, Allegra was well aware that there were a lot of whispers in the hallways about the love and hate relationship between the two hottest cheerleaders. Many boys and girls—with nothing else to do—were always trying to compare the pair, feeding a non-existent rivalry between them, picking stupid sides. It was almost annoying and it surely would make Allegra give the poor girl the cold shoulder sometimes.

"So you scare me and laugh at me?" Allegra asked, turning her back to Alison again as she washed the shampoo out of her hair. "And yes, I failed fucking Chemistry."

"I could teach you if you want, Chemistry, that is…"

Allegra hummed, closing the shower and stepping out of it, enveloping her body in one of her perfect white towels. When she looked back at Alison, she was already facing her, a big smile on her lips as her eyes ran Allegra's body. "What do you say?" She asked.

"Yeah, sure."

The two of them met each other every Tuesday after class after that, just to study. And then, Allegra asked to add a second tutoring day, making it Tuesday and Friday. Soon enough they were meeting every single day after practice, talking to each other through messages and meeting on the weekends.

That Saturday, they were hanging out at Alison's house. Her parents were travelling, which meant the two of them were alone and that Allegra's stomach was tied in knots. As Alison casually laid down on her double bed over her grey duvet, Allegra was messing about with her wardrobe.

"Omigod, this top is amazing," Allegra gasped as she held a hanger with a fuchsia top on it. "How come I've never seen you wearing it?"

"It's not really my colour, girl," Alison laughed, pointing out to her all-black dressed self. "But you can have it if you want?"

Allegra watched her get up from the corner of her eye, narrowing it at her, curiosity forming on her face. Slowly, Alison headed to the side of the room where Allegra was. She smirked, provocatively, as she ran her fingers through her blonde strands. Right there, Allegra remembered thinking of all the times she had thought about how beautiful Alison was.

"It will look great on me, I must admit," Allegra said under her breath as Alison got closer.

The blonde girl giggled. "I'm sure you would look fucking gorgeous on anything but…"

Alison trailed off, leaving Allegra hanging. There was something in the way she looked at her, the way her words sounded like sweet music in her ears, that made her feel like crossing the line. She swallowed hard, only to whisper: "But?"

"I think you'd look better on me."

And just like that Alison had turned a switch. All at once their relationship went from just a regular girly friendship to long stolen kisses at night drives and muffled moans under the bleachers before school. Everywhere that was once Allegra’s free reign now had a memory of her. How her hands touched her waist and sent shivers down her spine. How they would wear each other's initials on chains around their necks. How they would kiss good luck in dark rooms before a test. How Alison would pick her up every day and take her home, too. Every single little detail made Allegra’s stomach turn.

The only problem was that Allegra was still dating Mason and she couldn't just dump him out of the blue. It took her four months of secretly sneaking out with Alison to find a reasonable reason to break things off with him—if you could call him going out with his friends too much a "reason", that is. After that, the rumours of Allegra being a possessive bitch that was obsessed with perfection and had some seriously messed up shit going on in her head spread like wildfire.

There was not a single soul that wasn't convinced that Allegra Rossi was the real-life version of Regina George. The disgusting rivalry between her and Alison only grew stronger, especially when Allegra's ex asked her on a date. And of course, the little brat had said yes. Sometimes, Allegra even thought she liked being the centre of everyone’s gossip. Somehow, the attention did her well.

“What is going on in that pretty little head of yours?” She heard the melodic feminine voice from the driver’s seat ask her. Like always, Alison was driving her home.

“Thinking about why the fuck did you told Mason you would go out with him?” Allegra jetted back, crossing her legs on the passenger’s side of Alison’s cherry red Audi A5 Cabriolet.

“Jealous, baby?” Alison said, arching one of her eyebrows as her lips twitched into a smile. “I call it payback for all the months I had to pull up with him being your perfect little boyfriend while I had to settle with stolen kisses and lame bars’ sex.”

Allegra could feel her cheeks turning red as the memories of the beginnings of their relationship rushed back to her mind. “I didn’t have much of a choice! How would I break up with him without saying that…”

“That you would rather be with me?” Alison cut her off with a giggle.

“That I had fallen in love with somebody else,” Allegra muttered under her breath as Alison pull up her car on the side of the road.

“You’re too cute,” Alison smiled at her, kissing her cheek. “And I’m not going out with Mason, he asked me if I was going to Tim’s party and I said yes.”

Allegra rolled her eyes, turning to Alison. They were so close that she could feel Alison breathing, her eyes so blue studying her face as a smirk decorated her face. “Fucking hell, he’ll be waiting for you at the party tonight, then,” Allegra whispered against her lips.

“Well,” Alison said, her tongue tentatively wetting her own lips. “I can think of many, many better ways to spend my time than hanging out with Mason Knight, don’t you think?”

“I hope they involve me,” Allegra giggled.

“Mostly,” Alison cocked a smile.

And with that sight imprinted in her mind, Allegra dared to close the little space left between them, crashing her lips against Alison’s, who didn’t wait a single second to kiss her back. It was sweater them most of their kisses were, much more slow and delicate than the snogs they shared when the locker room was empty before cheer practice. Alison ran a hand slowly through Allegra’s hair, pulling her hazel locks just enough to make her sigh before smiling and backing out.

“See you later, Rossi.”

The party was exactly what you would expect from a teenager after the game party. Being on the edge of his 18 years, Timothy Pritchard, also known as “Big T”, wouldn’t let a single football match go without throwing a party with plenty of beer and many other types of alcohol, something that combined with jocks, cheerleaders and Hollywood stars wannabes was never a good thing.

Talia and Sammi were dancing with each other, rolling their hips together to provoke boys—and girls. There were some already passed out youngsters lying on the floor. There was a gigantic line of people trying to taste Jake’s weed edibles. There was deep bass that kept playing again and again to the sound of their hearts. There were Cherry Roosevelt’s tits bouncing up and down while she rode Levi Richards if you opened the wrong door. Jennifer Riviera was trying to get Big T’s head between her legs even though he seemed to be way more interested in Olivia Summers’ ass. There was s stain on the carpet that no one knew exactly what it was. There were shouts and music and sweat and all those things that would horrify any adult.

Needless to say, being the good girl she was, Allegra mostly didn’t take part in the games and engagement, at least not in front of everyone and especially not drugged or drunk. Unless she was there with Alison, alone. If so, you could even find her letting herself drink a few beers, be a little looser. When they were together, there wasn’t this need of being the best, the one with the nicest clothes, nicest car, nicest manners. They were good enough to each other the way they were, with no need to change, even if Allegra’s heart would beat like crazy inside her chest every time they were together.

“Straight Flush,” Alison celebrated, resting her cards on the bed.

Allegra groaned. They were playing what Alison presented to be ‘fun poker’ which would translate to ‘strip poker'. Thanks to Tim, they found a guest room that was not being used to Cherry’s fun time and was far enough from the commotion for them to be secluded—kind of. And all that it took was just a conversation with Olivia about how great—and big—of a guy Tim really was.

“You’re fucking cheating!” Allegra protested as she took another layer of clothes. She was now missing her jeans and jacket, ready to take off the same fuchsia top Alison had given her.

“Me? Cheating so I can get you naked?” Alison gasped with mocked shock. “Never!”

She was wearing a tiny black dress—of course, she was—that hugged her body in all the right places. Her blonde locks were up in a purposely messed bun, and that added to the spaghetti straps of her dress made her oh-so kissable collarbone and cleavage completely exposed to Allegra’s eyes. For the look of it, there was nothing else between the thin fabric and the sun-kissed skin of her chest.

“You could’ve just asked me nicely and I’d strip for you, baby, no need for the roundabouts,” Allegra said in a jokingly matter but there was not a single trait of amusement in Alison’s expression as she bit her lip.

“Really, Leggy?” Alison asked, crawling nearer her. “Would you do it if I just said please?”

Allegra’s breath caught in her throat as she felt the air shifting around them. Alison got closer, leaning towards her and sliding one hair on the side of her body, brushing her thumb ever so slightly against her thigh. She could feel the familiar warmth climbing her skin as her heart pounded like crazy and she swallowed dry. Fuck, she thought, feeling Alison’s breath against her neck as she planted kiss after kiss on it.

“You look so fucking hot wearing my things," Alison said, leaving a trail of kisses up her neck and jawline. "That top just looks so good on you."

And when she finally locked their lips together, it was like the whole world had just disappeared and the room started to spin in slow motion. There was no Mason, no cheer squad, no gossip and no parents in that world that could make Allegra not love Alison. Not when her tongue tasted heavily against hers, not when her nails scratched the back of Allegra's neck, not when her slow hand ran throughout her skin until it finally met the spot Allegra needed her most.

And definitely not when her name was the only sound she could let out.

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