Class

The moment Sarah's gaze locked onto Hannah, the air in the classroom thickened, heavy with something unspoken. Hannah's breath hitched as Sarah's lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk—one that made heat crawl in her loans. The scrape of Sarah's chair against the linoleum was deafening as she slid into the seat directly behind Hannah, close enough that her whisper slithered over the shell of Hannah’s ear. "Missed me already, girlfriend?" Sarah’s breath was cold, sending a shiver down Hannah’s spine. Hannah stiffened, her fingers tightening around her pencil until the wood creaked. Katie, oblivious beside her, nudged her knee under the desk. "

Hannah stiffened, her fingers tightening around her pencil until the wood creaked. Katie, oblivious beside her, nudged her knee under the desk. Sarah’s fingers trailed up the back of Hannah’s chair, nails scraping lightly over the plastic before settling on her shoulder. "You’re thinking too loud," Sarah murmured, her breath a cold whisper against Hannah’s ear. "I can hear your little heart racing." Hannah swallowed hard, her throat dry. The pencil snapped between her fingers, the sharp crack lost under Mr. Greer’s droning lecture. Katie shot her a sideways glance, eyebrows raised. "You okay?" she mouthed. Seeing sara leening and whispering in her ear.Sarah’s fingers tensed on Hannah’s shoulder as her crimson gaze slid sideways toward Katie. "Ohhh," she purred, leaning forward until her chin nearly rested on Hannah’s trembling shoulder. "Does the little dwarf know?" Her breath fogged against Hannah’s neck as she deliberately dragged her nails down the back of the chair. Katie stiffened, her round face paling as she finally noticed Sarah’s unnatural eyes, the way her canines glinted when she spoke. "H-Hannah?" she whispered, gripping her textbook so tight the pages wrinkled.

Katie’s breath hitched as Sarah’s fingers trailed from Hannah’s shoulder to her own, the cold touch sending an involuntary shiver down her spine. "W-what—?" she stammered, but the words died in her throat as Sarah’s crimson eyes locked onto hers, pupils dilating like ink spilling in water. Hannah watched in frozen horror as Katie’s pupils mirrored Sarah’s, her round face slackening, lips parting in a silent gasp. Sarah’s smirk deepened, her thumb brushing over Katie’s pulse point—slow, deliberate. "See how easy it is?" she murmured, her voice a velvet purr. "You love me..like hannah , you want to be my girlfriend like Hannah " purrs into Katie's ear, before leening back in her seat.

Sarah’s fingers tightened possessively around Hannah’s wrist as she leaned in closer, her breath frosting against the shell of Hannah’s ear. “You’re trembling,” she murmured, her voice dripping with false sympathy. “Poor little love, heart pounding so fast…” Her other hand slid up Hannah’s thigh beneath the desk, nails pricking through the thin fabric of her skirt. Katie made a small, strangled noise, her textbook slipping from her fingers with a loud slap against the linoleum. Mr. Greer’s head snapped up. “Miss Sinclair? "Sorry, I dropped my book" she responded.

The bell rang—sharp, shrill, cutting through the thick silence that had settled over the classroom. Sarah’s grip on Hannah’s wrist tightened for a heartbeat before she finally released her, fingers trailing possessively down to her palm as she pulled away. "Wanna walk to the next class hand in hand" she whispered, her breath curling against Hannah’s cheek like smoke. "But don’t forget Rachel, shes also your girlfriend to." Katie bolted upright, her chair screeching against the floor as she grabbed her bag with shaking hands. Hannah didn’t move, her breath shallow, the snapped pencil still clutched in her whitened fist.Hannah’s breath hitched as Sarah’s fingers curled tighter around her wrist, the pressure just shy of bruising. The classroom noise—scraping chairs, shuffling backpacks, muffled chatter—faded into a dull hum beneath the rush of blood in her ears. Katie was already halfway to the door, her steps unsteady, but Sarah’s gaze never wavered from Hannah’s face. "You didn’t answer me," Sarah murmured, her thumb tracing slow circles on Hannah's wrist "Do you want to hold my hand?" Hannah’s lips parted, but no sound came out.

Hannah nodded, her throat tight, the movement small and stiff like a marionette controlled by unseen strings. Sarah’s grin widened, slow and serpentine, as she threaded their fingers together, her palm cool against Hannah’s clammy skin. Katie hesitated in the doorway, her knuckles white around the strap of her backpack. "Hannah—" she started, but Sarah’s free hand flicked dismissively, nails catching the fluorescent light. "Run along, little dwarf, unleash you want to join us as outr girlfriendas well" Sarah murmured, stretcher other hand towards katie. Hannah’s breath shuddered as Sarah tugged her closer, their joined hands swinging lightly between them like a promise.Sarah’s fingers tightened around Hannah’s wrist as she leaned in, her lips brushing the shell of Hannah’s ear. "You’re shaking," she whispered, her breath cool against flushed skin. "Is it fear… or excitement?" Her thumb pressed into Hannah’s pulse point, counting each frantic beat. Katie took a step back, her heel catching on the fallen textbook. The classroom door swung shut behind her with a hollow click, sealing them in the heavy silence. Hannah’s free hand twitched toward her snapped pencil, the jagged wood biting into her palm. Sarah’s grip shifted, pinning her wrist to the desk with terrifying ease.

Liam’s shadow fell across the desk before Hannah even heard his footsteps—his presence always announced by the sharp scent of leather. His fingers curled around Sarah’s wrist, peeling it away from Hannah’s with a grip that made her knuckles blanch. "Enough," he said, voice low, but the undercurrent of something darker made the fluorescent lights flicker overhead. Sarah’s lips curled, but she relinquished her hold, leaning back with deliberate slowness. "Jealous, Liam?" Her laugh was honeyed poison. "She didn't tell you yet, Hannah is mine and Rachel's new girlfriend, the three of us had a ..intament..sensual moment in the gym this morning " purrs Sarah smith. Hannah’s look of shame tells it all when he looks towards her hoping she deny it, but he can tell it was true.

Sarah takes rhe opertunity to pull away from Liam and exit, letting the two love birds have a heart to heart, she winks at katie as she exits the room. Like hannah before her, Katie’s mind blurrs the fact that Sarah had crimsonglowing eyes. But the experience sticks, and that sara asked her to be her and Hannah's girlfriend. Liam's grip on the desk tightened, Hannah couldn't meet his eyes—the shame burned too hot, too raw. And with no regret. "You let her touch you?" Liam's voice was barely audible, but each word landed like a hammer. His free hand lifted, hovering near Hannah's cheek before curling into a fist and dropping away. "After everything we—you never even told me about your bisexuality, not that it matters....but you..how far did you go with her"

Hannah swallowed hard, her pulse fluttering beneath the ghost of Sarah’s lingering grip. "They both pleasured me ..sarah and her sister Rachel...liam..i.." she replys. Liam with draws his fist. " I see..i....we are done Hannah..you cheated on me with them, and I I cant forgive that..not right now" he says turning and heading for the door himself.Hannah’s breath hitched as Liam turned away, the weight of his words crushing her chest. She reached out instinctively, fingers brushing the back of his jacket before he jerked away. "Liam, wait—" Sarah’s laughter echoed from the hallway, sharp and knowing. "Poor little lovebirds," she crooned, her voice carrying like a whisper through the vents. "But don’t worry, Liam… she’ll come crawling back to us soon enough." Katie, still frozen by the door, flinched as Sarah’s hand passed her from the foorway as liam left—too close, too deliberate. A single fingertip trailed down Katie’s arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake. Before withdrawing as the door shut.

Katie's breath came in shallow gasps as the classroom door clicked shut behind Liam. The silence that followed was thick, suffocating—broken only by the distant echo of Sarah's laughter from the hallway. Fading as she headed to her next class. Hannah slumped forward, her fingers trembling against the desk. "It's true," she whispered, more to herself than to Katie. "I'm... Sarah's girlfriend now. And Rachel's." The words tasted strange on her tongue, sticky-sweet like poisoned honey. Katie took a hesitant step forward, her voice barely above a whisper. "Hannah, you don’t—you don’t have to be with them. You know what she’s like. 'Yes..but Rachel , it just felt right when she was..kissing me..katie..im so confused right now" replys Hannah.

Katie’s hands clenched into fists at her sides, her nails digging into her palms. "Hannah, listen to yourself," she urged, stepping closer. "Sarah and Rachel—they’re not right. The way Sarah looks at people, the things she says… it’s like she’s playing with us. And Rachel—" Hannah’s head snapped up, her eyes glassy. "Rachel made me feel wanted," she murmured, her voice hollow. "Like I belonged somewhere. You don’t understand, Katie. Liam never looked at me the way they do." A shudder ran through Katie as she remembered the way Sarah looked at her, something off, but her mind just blurrs out what ever it was, but the feeling is their. " Look, they been acting worse all morning from what I've seen, don't know what , but something is different about Sarah at least since Friday...so what ever change in her and possibly her sister happened over the weekend...just..please stay away from them ..for me" pleas Katie knowing something isn't right, but not what it is.