Chapter 21
by 
Catface
What's next?
The Initiation
The gym was a riot of noise and sweat and cheap speakers grinding just off-key. Someone had turned the college logo banner into a makeshift selfie wall; half the track team was already drunk enough to pose like Olympians in a fever dream. Red cups littered the bleachers. The whole room smelled like victory, Gatorade, and the illicit tang of spiked punch.
Serra White hovered in the doorway, clutching her gym bag like a shield.
She should have felt invincible. She’d shattered a record today. She’d also made out with Naomi on camera and jerked off a random guy in public. Her body still hummed at the memory. That warm, treacherous pulse under her sternum wasn’t just adrenaline—her talisman had tasted the chaos, thrilled and greedy, and it always left an echo.
Naomi spotted her first.
Violet nails tapped the rim of her cup as she waved Serra over, stretched across a folded wrestling mat like it had been arranged purely to showcase her legs. Naomi always looked effortless: hoodie slipping off one shoulder, shorts too tiny for any sanctioned meet, a smile that hit Serra in the chest like a thrown weight.
Serra’s stomach flipped. It always did now. She sat.
Naomi slid in immediately, her thighs pressing against Serra. Her hand slipping around Serra’s back.
Serra’s brain shorted out.
“You okay?” Naomi murmured. “You’re tense. More than usual. Which is saying something.” She pressed a cold cup into Serra’s hands. “Drink. You earned it.”
Serra sipped. Too sweet. Too strong. She coughed. Naomi laughed. “Yeah… Brad mixed it. He thinks vodka is a personality trait.”
Serra stared down into the cup. “So… we’ve gone out a few times now.” She hesitated, heat pricking her face. “What are we?”
Naomi’s expression softened, all teasing stripped away.
“Hey. Don’t overthink it. Just be here. With me.” Naomi went in for a kiss, and Serra didn’t pull away. It was soft and lingering. The taste of their lip glosses mingling together for what seemed like forever.
Serra wanted to ‘not over think it’, but she was worried about more than just Naomi. Tonight was supposed to be her track team Initiation. What did that even mean?
Then the crowd parted.
They brought out the Initiator—a massive flat wooden paddle full of drilled ventilation holes. It had to be at least two feet long, and Serra doubted anyone could swing it one-handed.
She took another large gulp from the drink. ‘Fuck me’ Serra thought.
What's next?
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Updated on Nov 17, 2025
by Catface
Created on Nov 11, 2025
by Catface