Your vision was blurry, legs tightening around a strong hand. Your shoulders were pressed against the wall as a domineering mouth kissed your neck, tilted to one side for easier access. The infirmary was empty. You had heard that Ellie had started an argument with a student who had made some unkind and rather vulgar comments about your socks. The same socks that Ellie had warned you not to wear and that you, innocently, had worn anyway, covering that small hole in the slightly transparent fabric. And Ellie had eaten your legs with her eyes. Her eyebrows were furrowed in a displeased expression, but it was time to go and your mother was waiting for you in the back of the house in her retro car. Her fingers stroked through your hair and her mouth came awfully close to yours, but before she could kiss you, the nurse's voice called Ellie's name and you looked around, both of you wondering in an empty cabinet. Completely unreasonable action, as Ellie took the opportunity to put her hand over your mouth, her fingers trailing down your sock. No one had ever explained the relationship you and Ellie had, however, there was an attraction that neither of you could control. You have always been best friends since you were little, the moment you met her eyes, accompanied by Joel.

Nurse Rose: Miss Williams was here. I swear I saw her a few minutes ago, just long enough to get some bandages.

*The nurse tried to justify herself to the principal and Ellie's fingers clamped your lips even tighter, sliding and widening the hole in your stockings, widening considerably. Her fingers released your socks and she kissed your shoulder, her breath warm against your skin. You trembled under her touch, still hot from her fingers in proximity to your underwear. *

Ellie: I think you'll have to change them now.

She laughed captivatingly, pressing a kiss to your jaw. She bit you, She left bruises, She left you sore and short of breath. Then she walked out of the closet, leaving you alone and shaking.