Dreams In June

ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

Dreams In June

by Nyxie

Disclaimers: Franca and Sky and Lori and Morrigan are mine…their predecessors are not. (Xe and Gabs) Please don’t “borrow” any of my story, you can print it for personal use only.

Sex/Violence: No violence, but there is sex. This is an alternative story, meaning two chicas doin’ the wild thang! (My kinda story…)If you have a problem with the idea of two women in a loving, caring, committed, and sexually active (Yes, we like sex too…) relationship, buh-bye! If you are under 17, sianara! If you live somewhere this is not legal, then e-mail me and tell me where it is so I won’t accidentally move there and be arrested…Then move out and move on to something general.

Language/ Drugs: No drugs, and there’s a bit of language, but then again I wrote it so of course their mouths will be on the potty side.

Thanks: “Thank you India, thank you terror, thank you, thank you, silence…” Sorry couldn’t help it. To my beta, Beck. Thanks so much, Nat. Your opinions/adjustments/suggestions/big words that I usually don’t understand were and are as always sooo very appreciated.

You tell me what to do…Ok so this is the third in the “Series.” Whether it goes on or stops here is up to you guys, so lemme know what you think and what you want, and the bard will do her best to do what you want…unless it’s illegal or kinky…but then again I’ll try almost anything once, so suggest away! Seriously, though I just got a death threat from my beta so…we’ll see… LittleStick2@yahoo.com ON WITH THE SHOW!

Skylar smiled as she kissed Franca’s neck. Things were going well between them and they were both happy. It was now June and Sky would be graduating in three weeks. She had turned twenty in March with Franca having turned twenty-one in May. Morrigan had been hanging around more since she and Sara broke it off- her eighteenth birthday having passed in March also. Sky had just come home from work and was rather surprised to see Franca home already. Her smile faded as she received a slap across the face. “What the hell, Frankie!? I didn’t do anything!”

“Franca” smiled, “You must be Skylar?” she asked.

Skylar’s face had turned bright red as she backed up. She yelled, “Stop screwin’ around, Franca! This isn’t funny!” Her pride was hurt and she really wanted to know what she had done wrong.

“Franca” put her hand on Sky’s shoulder. She explained, “I’m not Franca, I’m Lori. Franca told you I’d be visiting?”

Skylar’s eyes bugged from her head. She asked, “I just tried to make out with my girlfriend’s twin sister? She didn’t tell me you two were twins! You look exactly alike!”

“Yah…” Lori said.

Sky stalked off mumbling something about a shower. Lori sat down on the couch shaking her head.

One: Thursday the 2^nd…

Franca and Lori were sitting in the kitchen laughing. Skylar came out of the bathroom to find them both changed into identical jeans and T-shirts. She growled, “This is so not funny! What one do I get to kiss hello?”

“You have to figure that out yourself…” Lori said.

Franca added, “You can do what ever you have to…”

Skylar eyed them both and asked, “Anything?” They both nodded and Skylar approached them. She looked at both of their eyes and realized they were the same. “Shit!” she cursed. She said, “Show me your right shoulders…” Lori and Franca grinned and pulled up their shirt sleeves. They each had an identical tattoo on their front, right shoulder. The tattoos were of a fairy riding a lion’s back. “Not fair!” Sky smiled and lifted up Lori’s shirt at the back and nodded, “You’re Lori.”

“How can you tell?” Lori asked.

“Because Frankie has a scar right there,” she said as she pointed to the spot on Lori’s back, “with a tattoo of a small sword over it. You don’t.”

Franca smiled as she made her way over to Skylar. She pulled Sky into her arms and said, “Sorry. I couldn’t resist it.” She gently kissed Sky’s lips and continued, “Let me go put on a different shirt, okay?”

Sky nodded, “You do that. I’m gonna call for pizza, before Morg gets here.”

Franca nodded and left the room. Lori looked at Sky and asked, “Who’s Morg?”

“Ahhh, Morrigan. She’s been my best friend since I failed my sophomore year. Bad break up with her ex, so we’re kinda keeping her around.” Skylar explained.

Lori nodded as Sky picked up the phone. She didn’t understand why her sister was with a twenty year old senior in high school. She didn’t care that Sky was a woman- she had been with plenty of women. She just didn’t seem like Franca’s type. A knock at the door startled her out of her cynical reverie. “I’ll get it.” Lori called. She opened the door and smiled as her eyes met those of a short red-head. “Yes?”

“Hey, Franc.” Morg said as she stepped in.

“No, I’m Lori. Franca’s changing and Sky’s on the phone. I’m gonna assume you’re Morg?” Lori asked.

“Yah…uhhh…hi…” Morg realized that she didn’t know who she was talking too and immediately slipped into shy mode. She smiled and nodded.

Lori grinned at the young red-head and said, “Come on…” she pulled Morg into the kitchen.

Sky hung up the phone and smiled, “Pizza will be here in twenty minutes.”

Two: Friday the 3^rd…

The intercom paged, “Skylar Cochran to the administrative office! Skylar Cochran to the administrative office!”

Franca thought from the teachers lounge, “Shit…what did she do!?”

Sky stood up from her biology class and thought, “Shit! What did I do!?” She made her way through the class room and out the door. Walking down the hallway, Skylar frowned. She walked into the office and took her usual seat.

The principal, Miss Cartier, stepped out of her office, “Come on in, Sky.” She went back into her office, Sky following and said, “Don’t frown. You’re not in any actual trouble this time…”

“Great!” Sky exclaimed as she sat down. She asked, “Then what can I for ya?”

Miss Cartier grinned, “How’s Ms. O’Riely?”

Sky frowned, “Ask her…how would I know?”

“According to Mr. Matthews you’d know very well. He told us back in February, Skylar.” Miss Cartier explained.

Sky shot up and started rambling, “Don’t fire her, please. It was my fault and I asked her on a date and everything and she didn’t want to, but I pushed the issue. You can throw me out if ya want, Miss Cartier, but please don’t fire Frankie…”

Miss Cartier started laughing, “Calm down. I’m not kicking you out, and I’m not firing ‘Frankie.’ If it were any other student/teacher pair they’d both be canned, but you’re hardly an average student. And she’s not exactly an average teacher.” She shook her head and continued, “And if you take me up on my offer, I’m going to tell you to call me Ally.”

Skylar sat back down and nodded. She would seriously have to kill Matthews later. She asked, “What’s this about then?”

Ally started, “I know it’s not normal for schools to do this, but the Athletic Department and myself have discussed it and we wanted to offer you a position here, teaching. No, you don’t have a degree, meaning we’ll be paying you less for one thing, but we’d also like you to coach.”

Skylar smiled broadly and nodded her head. She asked, “And if I don’t graduate?”

Ally laughed, “You’ll graduate. We’ll have the final read to you, and I’m sure you’ll do fine. Will you accept the offer?”

“Depends what I’m coaching…” Skylar said with a smirk.

“Football. Shaw is retiring this year, so you’ll be replacing him. Sort of like a permanent sub.” Ally explained.

“Got yourself a deal. Ya know, Franca’s coaching field hockey next year…” Skylar trailed off.

“I know. Now get back to class and make sure you screw over Matthews. Make sure he knows it’s you and make sure it’s bad enough to send you to me. I can promise you you’ll slide for it.” Ally laughed.

Sky stood up to make an exit. She turned around and said, “I knew there was a reason I liked you, Al.” She headed back to class to inform Morrigan of their lunch time play date.

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Morrigan and Sky crept into Matthews class room. They had twenty minutes to get everything perfect and they would. Class was next. Sky asked Morrigan, “So you and Lori hit it off?”

Morg blushed and nodded, “Yah. I’m taking her on a date next week. She’s staying in your apartment, right?”

“Uh-huh.” Sky replied as they went about their business, “This is so eighties!”

“I know.” Morg said as she jumped down from Matthews desk and kneeled by the chair smirking at her work. She stood up and asked, “Does she like me?”

Sky started laughing as she shuffled a few papers- took a few out and put a few new ones in. She replied, “She thinks you’re cute, and funny and sweet. And she asked if I knew how you were in bed.”

Morg’s mouth dropped, “What did you say? You didn’t tell her about the first time, did you?” Morg grabbed her best friend’s shoulder.

“Uhhg! I’m not that mean, Morgie. I told her you were a complete sex machine and very good at what you do.” Sky explained. She finished, “Second best sex I ever had…”

“Thanks…Who’s the first?” Morg asked.

“Frankie…” Sky replied.

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Matthews cleared his throat and announced, “Alright, today we’ll be taking notes on World War II. He sat down in his chair and immediately jumped up with yelp. “WHO DID THAT!?” he demanded. The back of his creme colored pants were soaked and stained red. Nobody answered him; they all just laughed. “Cochran and Mason, you two did this!”

“Prove it!” Morg snarled.

Realizing he had no case, Matthews continued. He pulled out his notes and began reading out loud:

“During World War II I cheated on my wife…”

His eyes got wide as he continued reading in a semi-loud fashion:

“I’m a really big prick who tried to seduce a fellow teacher…I’m a mother fucking son of a bitch…”

He yelled out, “I know you two did this…”

Skylar smirked, “Hearsay…”

Matthews snarled and pulled down the overhead screen and a picture of a very naked woman smiled at the class. In black marker she had “Sky” and “Morg” tattooed on her stomach. He yelled, “Cartier’s office! NOW! BOTH OF YOU!”

Sky and Morg got up and skipped out of the class laughing. An applause echoed through the hallways as they walked down the hall. Morg asked, “Wonder what he’ll do when he finds out little present in his desk.”

“Probably vomit.” Skylar laughed.

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“I got a new job.” Skylar said as she helped Franca into their oversized tub.

Franca settled between Sky’s legs and leaned back. She smiled and asked, “Where? Doing What!?”

“Shaw’s retiring this year and Ally asked me to permanently sub for him as Sophomore Phys. Ed and Football Head Coach. I said I would.” Skylar told her.

Franca looked up at Sky and said, “I’m very proud of you, baby. Is that why they called you to the office?”

“Yah, and because me and Morg did a number on Matthews…” Sky said.

Franca frowned, “Are you crazy, Skylar!? He could get us both in huge trouble!” She wasn’t to happy about Sky’s lack of thought.

Sky shook her head and pulled Franca closer to her. “Relax, he ratted us out in February, Frankie. Nobody cares due to the fact you’re younger than most and I’m older than everyone. In fact, Ally told me to dick-over Matthews. We didn’t even get in trouble for it.”

“Oh my God. Seriously, we could have been in so much trouble…” Franca stated. She smiled lightly, feeling like there was nothing else she’d ever have to worry about.

Skylar leaned her head down and kissed Franca’s neck. She assured her, “We weren’t and we’re not going to be. I love you…” she said as she slid her hands down over Franca’s chest and down her torso.

Franca’s arms encircled Sky’s neck as she rolled her neck to the side. She pointed out, “Now you can take me on that date you wanted in September…”

Sky replied between kisses, “Why don’t…I…just…take you…to…bed? Talk later?” She moved down a bit and trailed kissed over Franca’s shoulders.

Franca let go of Sky’s neck and nodded, “Yah…”

Sky stood up and got out of the tub. She bent down and scooped Franca up, out of the tub. She carried her across the hall to their bedroom and placed her on the bed as she stretched out on top of her. She whispered, “I’m going to spend every night of my life loving you, Franca. You’re beautiful.”

Franca pushed Skylar over and straddled her hips. She leaned down and placed a lingering kiss on her lips. “What would you do for me, Sky?” She rested her hands on Sky’s shoulders and looked deep into her eyes.

Sky looked up and was quiet for a few minutes. Finally, she spoke, “It’s what I wouldn’t do for you that scares me, Frankie. I’d die for you, if I had to. You’re my dream, baby. I’m always so afraid I’m gonna wake up and you’ll be gone…”

“Just hold me, Sky?” Franca asked as she stretched out over Sky’s body. She whispered, “This isn’t a dream, and if it is, I hope neither of us ever have to wake up…” She rested her head on Skylar’s shoulder.

Sky’s cheek rested on the top of Franca’s head. She said softly, “Then we won’t… I love you.”

“I love you too.” Franca mumbled as she fell into a soft slumber. Sky’s grip on Franca loosened as she joined her lover.

Three: Tuesday the 7^th…

Franca and Sky sat curled on the couch watching “Xena.” Sky looked over at the wall upon hearing a strange moaning coming from her apartment. “What the hell…” she trailed off.

Franca turned her head and pulled a face. She pointed out, “Lori and Morg’s big date tonight…”

“They skipped the date…now we suffer.” Sky said as she slid down the couch and buried her face in Franca’s stomach.

“Take me out, Sky. Come on, you owe me about a thousand dates by now.” Franca said with a grin.

Sky lifted up her shirt and blew a raspberry on her stomach. She fired back, “You owe me your sex life. Where do you wanna go?” She pushed Franca’s shirt up and kissed her way to Franca’s breasts.

Franca started laughing and said, “No! You’re not gonna buy me off with sex this time! I wanna go dancing.” She pushed Skylar’s head down.

Sky pouted, “Okay… Where to?”

“Jude’s” Franca said as she got up to get dressed.

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“I get my dance now?” Sky asked.

“You can have your dance anytime you want, Sky. Anytime…” Franca replied as she pulled Sky close to her. “Private Dancer” was playing on the floor as they began to grind to the music.

“All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names
You don't think of them as human
You don't think of them at all
You keep your mind on the money
Keeping your eyes on the wall

Franca smiled at Sky as her hands rested on her shoulders. She started kissing Sky’s neck, just because she could. Sky wasn’t complaining: This was the best dance she’d ever had.

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do

“I’ll be your private dancer…” Sky whispered in Franca’s ear.

Franca grinned, “Now or later…”

“Both.” Was the reply.

I want to make a million dollars
I wanna live out by the sea
Have a husband and some children
Yeah, I guess I want a family
All the men come in these places
And the men are all the same
You don't look at their faces
And you don't ask their names

“But you’ll look at my face and ask my name?” Franca asked her with a grin.

“Not all I’ll look at, Frankie.” Sky laughed as she slid her hands to the side of Franca’s breasts.

“Pity I can’t have my way with you right here…if I could I would…” Franca said as she slid her thigh higher between Sky’s legs. Sky moaned…

I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
I'll do what you want me to do
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for money
And any old music will do

Deutch marks or dollars
American Express will do nicely, thank you
Let me loosen up your collar
Tell me, do you wanna see me do the shimmy again?”

“Why don’t you take me home, Sky?” Franca almost pleaded as she wrapped her arms tighter around Sky’s neck.

“Do I get to ravage you when we get there?” Skylar asked as she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and frowned at the woman standing there. She snarled, “Mom?”

“Somethings don’t change, do they?” Sharon Tynsdale asked her daughter.

Skylar arched an eyebrow at her and asked, “What are you talking about?”

Sharon spat back at her, “You’re still fucking everything that moves! How long has she been around a day? Hell, she’s engaged! She’s wearing a ring for Christ sake!”

Skylar’s face turned and ungodly shade of red. She yelled back at her mother, “She’s been with me for nine months, and she’s wearing my ring, mother! What the hell do you want from me!?”

“I don’t know…I saw you come in and I’ve been watching you all night…” Sharon stated.

Skylar shook her head and took off from the club. She started running toward home as Franca stood and stared at Sharon. She said simply, “I don’t like you and I don’t know how someone like Sky could come from someone like you…”

“Yah a slut from a woman like me. Who’d have thought, right?” Sharon asked. She said, “Ya know you’re not the first to fall for her, and you won’t be the last. There have been so many I lost count! Finally, she left and I haven’t seen her since she was seventeen.”

“Cold-hearted bitch…” Franca snarled as she left the club. She walked home slowly.

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Franca opened the door to her apartment and called out, “Sky?” There was no answer; Sky hadn’t come home. Franca waited for about an hour and finally decided to find out if this was normal. She went down the hall and knocked on the door of Sky’s/Lori’s apartment.

“Come in!” a voice called. It was familiar, yet not Lori’s.

Franca opened the door and stepped in to find Morg and Lori curled up on the couch, looking quite satisfied. “Morg, where does Sky go when she gets upset?” she asked.

Morg cocked her head, “Home…eventually. What happened?”

“We ran into her mother and she let really fast. I waited at home for an hour, but she isn’t back…” Franca said.

Morg nodded, “She’ll be back by tomorrow or the next day. Her bike’s probably gone too; she’s just like that, Franc.”

Franca sat down on the floor and said, “I’m gonna kill her…”

Morg grabbed her shirt and her underwear and pulled them on. She stood up and shook her head, “I warned you, Franca, and you didn’t care. If you love her you’ll just understand that this is something that she does. I’m going home, my mother is expecting me…” She grabbed her jeans and pulled them on. Before she left the apartment she leaned down and kissed Lori quickly. “Later, baby.” She made her exit.

Four: Friday the 10^th…

Franca sat at her desk in front of her class. It had been three days since she had seen Skylar and she was starting to get worried. The bell rang signaling that her writing class would be coming within the minute. The students cam in and she scanned the attendance list as the last of her students poured in from the hallways. The bell rang and she frowned as Skylar and Morg slinked in. They quickly took a seat. Sky smiled at Franca, and she momentarily lost her train of thought. “She’s safe…thank you whatever god is up there…” she thought.

Skylar felt bad about running off, but she couldn’t help it. She thought, “Lets just hope she forgives me…”

Franca announced, “Okay guys, today we’re sharing the assignment I gave last Friday. Remember, what love is and what we want from it. Can I have a volunteer to go first?”

Morg raised her hand and Franca gave her the okay. She stood up and began reading:

“Love is a blonde named Lori. I want things from her that I can’t begin to explain…simply love is grand”

She sat down and smiled at Franca, who shook her head with a grin.

The class progressed and finally Skylar was left. She raised her hand and Franca told her she could go. Skylar stood up and took out her paper. She grabbed her glasses from her pocket and started to read, rather, recite:

“Love is every where that you are. Love is a gift from whatever rules us, and it drives you to do things that you never thought you could. Love is waking up in the middle of the night with your lover in your arms. You whisper to her, “I love you…” and you don’t worry that she’s asleep because you know she hears you and you know that it’s you she’s dreaming of. Love is the kiss of life that drives you to go on. Love is regret when you hurt the queen of your heart, and the feeling of helplessness when you know that life won’t be the same until you make things right. Love is knowing that when tomorrow comes you’ll never regret your life with your lover, because she’s made it worth living. <Sky looks at her paper and pauses…she continues reciting> Love is feeling everything that she has to offer and accepting her for what and who she is. Love is wanting nothing more than her heart and wanting nothing more than to give her your heart. Love is acceptance. Love is being willing to lay down and die for the one you love and not giving it a second thought. Love is everything you are and everywhere you are. Love is seeing every dream and making it come true. Love is a super feeling that leaves you helpless. You wouldn’t change that because that’s what love is…

All I want from love is the knowledge that it’s sacred and pure. All I want from love is to give it freely to the woman who has made my life more than just mine; she made it hers at the same time. Love is wanting to spend the rest of your life in the arms of your lover, because you know that she is the one that makes everything bearable…I have that, I love that, and I love her…”

Skylar sat down and put the paper back in her pocket. The class was silent and so was Franca. She was having a hard time controlling her emotions. Finally she spoke, “Alright, for next week I want you to write a story, any kind.” The bell rang and everyone left. Sky stayed in her seat and Franca walked right to her. She sat down and said, “We need to talk, Skylar.”

“Yes, we do. Can we at home?” Sky asked quietly.

“I’m not going to my meeting today, lets go home.” She replied as she stood up and grabbed her briefcase.

“I got my bike…wanna ride home?” Sky offered as she stood up and headed for the door.

“No, I’ll walk and meet you home.” Franca replied as she left the room.

Skylar stood stunned, in silence. She knew she screwed up and now she was going to have to deal with it. She ran to her bike and made her way home.

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Sky sat on the couch waiting for Franca to come in. Finally, the door opened and Franca stepped in. No longer able to control what she was feeling, she dropped her case and flew into Skylar’s arms. She began crying as she felt Sky’s arms encircle her. “I hate you!” she yelled.

Sky began rocking Franca back and forth. She whispered, “I’m so sorry, Frankie…I didn’t think, I just reacted…”

“I hate you!” Franca sobbed as Sky’s lips brushed against her head. She clutched Sky as though she were a lifeline. “You left me, Sky…”

Sky sighed and lifted Franca’s face from her chest, “I love you, Frankie…”

Franca’s green eyes searched Sky’s blue ones. They found nothing but truth in that statement. She asked, “Never leave me again?”

“Never, baby…” Sky assured her. She lowered her lips to Franca’s and placed a tender kiss there. She felt Franca pushing her back, so she slid back into the old Victorian couch. She whispered as they broke apart, “Love is you, Franca…”

“You wrote that?” Franca asked her quietly. She lay her head on Sky’s shoulder and loosely held around her neck.

“My friend wrote it as I said it. Then he helped me memorize it, so I could share it with you…” Sky said as she smoothed some of Franca’s hair down. All she wanted to do right now was make everything alright.

“I loved it, Sky. Right now I just need to know your here…” Franca said quietly. She began to unbutton Sky’s Oxford and softly kissed the skin as it became visible.

“I’m here, Frankie…you don’t have to…” Skylar began as she slid her hand under Franca’s face and tipped it up.

Franca smiled faintly, “All I wanna do is make love to you. Sky I need this, and I need you…let me? I forgive you, Sky…” She kissed Sky’s hand and resumed unbuttoning Sky’s shirt. Sky reached down and pulled Franca’s shirt over her head. Franca freed her arms and slid Sky’s shirt down her shoulders; she needed to feel Sky against her. She unbuttoned and unzipped her pants as she kicked her shoes off as Skylar did the same. They kicked their clothes off as Franca lowered her lips to Sky’s. She felt Sky’s hands gingerly trailing over her back. She knew she loved Skylar and at that moment she knew that she never wanted to be away from her. Sky unclasped Franca’s bra and pulled it off; she wrapped her legs around Franca’s hips, never breaking lip contact. Franca smiled inwardly as she realized that Sky wasn’t wearing a bra. She kissed her chin, then her neck. With care she moved down to Sky’s chest and kissed there too. Moving down her torso, Franca’s hands slid Sky’s boxers down. Franca purred, “You’re wet…”

Sky closed her eyes and murmured, “Only for you, Frankie.” She felt Franca’s tongue glide over her and a hot mouth close over her clit. She moaned again, “No-one else…” She meant that on more levels than just one. No-one else but Franca would do. She kept talking to Franca, “I love you so much…uh-God…you’re the only one…”

Franca smiled as she drove harder into Sky. She felt herself getting more turned on by Sky’s words; she slowed down and met Sky’s rhythm as she commented, “I better be…”

Five: Wednesday the 15^th…

“I’m only going if you’re gonna be my date…that’s final!” Skylar said a bit loudly.

“Sky I’m chaperoning. I can’t be your date!” Franca explained. She would be a chaperone at the Graduation Dance after the ceremony.

“Please? Frankie, I only wanna be with you. Lori’s going with Morg! Besides, you’re not just my girlfriend anymore…” Sky said with a lopsided grin. She sat down in the arm chair and crossed her arms.

“I’m your teacher?” Franca asked with a grin of her own. She sat on the arm of the chair.

“No, you’re my soon-to-be wife…my fiancé, and I won’t go without you. Besides, this time next year we’ll be chaperones together.” Sky said as she took Franca’s hand in her own.

Franca’s will abandoned her and she finally conceded. “I’ll be your date, and your chaperone. When exactly are we getting married?”

“September…September 11. That’s the day we first made love…” Sky replied.

“Well I’m glad you consulted me…” Franca growled in mock annoyance.

“You don’t like it?” Sky asked.

Franca leaned in and placed a kiss on Sky’s cheek. She said, “I love it. Now we need a dress and a tux for our date…”

“You’re wearing the tux?” Sky asked with a huge grin.

“No, you are…you won’t put on a dress, now will you?” Franca asked.

“Hell no!” Sky replied as they got up and headed to the nearest store.

Six: Monday the 20^th…Graduation Day…

“Stop it! I you know I hate this…” Sky whined.

Morg agreed as Lori primped her, before she stepped in line. “Really, it’s only a stupid graduation gown!”

Lori kissed her cheek and said, “Good luck, Morg.”

Franca smiled at Sky and rested her hand on her shoulder. She said, “I’m very proud of you, Sky…honestly.” She stood on her toes and kissed Sky’s cheek, before she and Lori went back to their seats.

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Sky was called to the podium to get her diploma. As she approached Ally pulled her into a hug and whispered, “Bout time, Skylar. Glad to know I won’t have to miss your antics…”

Skylar returned the hug and went back to her seat. The ceremony ended and Ally spoke into the microphone. She said, “As you all know one of our teachers will be retiring this year, so to take his place we’ve found someone who’s…perfect. Well, maybe in the sense that she knows everything trick in the book as far as juvenile behavior goes…Skylar Cochran, come on up and say something.”

Sky growled from her seat and stood up. She approached the podium and said, “Ummm, thanks to Ally for the job. I just want her to know that the fact I’m teaching does not mean I can’t and won’t get her back. I want to apologize to all the sophomores who’ll be my student, prepare to work. And to the football team. Another kick ass season! Thanks…” she said as she went back to her seat. A round of applause erupted from her class.

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Sky smiled as Franca stepped into her apartment. Soon to be Lori’s and Morg’s as soon as the lease went through. Lori and Morg had headed out already. She smiled and had an idea; kneeling down, she took Franca’s hand in hers and said, “I wanted to do this traditionally too. Franca, I love you. Will you marry me?”

“You know the answer, Sky. Yes, I’ll marry you. I’d marry you a thousand times and never regret it.” She helped Sky to her feet and kissed her softly. Together they went out to face whatever may come…

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