How Gabi met Ivan

“Right, so my first year. Big year, big step coming in and immediately I didn’t like it. The outfits were uncomfortable, the students were somewhat similar to the last ones, and the staff were openly... open.” I nod, I knew what she meant. Especially with what I have going on with Rosa. Woof.

“I’m not gunna sugarcoat it, my first year was a bit of a shit show. It was a drag, I couldn’t fit in and people were often one sided and focused on stupid shit like make up or boys or stuff like that. I mean, I guess I was the only one not into that and I guess that makes me the weird one.” “Not to me it doesn’t.” She rasied her eyes, making me stutter. “Uhh-I mean, like being weird is kind of the new norm here no? People do all sorts of weird crap around here, it’s like theirs something in the water.” She chuckled at that which made me smile. “Right haha. Anyhow, I guess I just didn’t fit in you know? I mean I spoke to Nick, Carl, Yesenia and people like them but I never really clicked with them. I thought i was the problem for the longest time, they would invite me to hangouts and parties but I never clicked with any of them and it made me feel awful bring the party down like that. It sucked.”

“But then one day I’m in a party at some hangout rolling my eyes about whatever shit the girls were gossiping about when he came in. Some cute blonde guy offered me a drink and sat next to me, contributing to the group talk and getting along. He kind of just fit you know? I envy that.” She paused and turned to look at Ivan sleeping on his side before reaching out and stroking his hair. “He kind of read me in a way. I excused myself and went outside to be alone but he followed. I’m glad he did. He spoke to me about the group being cliche, that he’s seen girls like them before and suddenly we got to calling them out in their hypocrisy and whatnot behind their backs. I guess it was his first week here and I was the first person he felt was normal. Don’t know why he thought that haha.”

“It was like two weeks after that we met each other during lunch. A few weeks later and I find out why we clicked, we had the same tastes in a lot of things, including guys. I asked him one night when he slept over why he likes guys, he openly said he likes sex, that sex was fun and he didn’t have the best experience with girls. He has his own history with a lot of bumps in it, probably more issues than mine. But he made it through, smiling and choosing to be happy. He’s got a natural charm to him, like the light of the party. And I guess that’s the thing about him, he always knows what to say to cheer you up and keep you happy. He keeps me happy, and I love him for that. We know each other’s boundaries and know when not to cross the line. He’s my best friend, and yea I guess in some way I wish we could be closer. But I’m not what he’s searching for to settle and I’m okay with that. Because he’s kept me happy for so long, I want him to be the same. I want to help him find his own happy ending, even if I’m not in it.”

“Damn, you guys basically share a tight bond.” I say with her nodding. “More than words can ever describe.” She replied as she got up and began to stretch, grabbing her clothes off the floor and walking towards the restroom. “So, what about Ivan? You said he has history, can I ask about that?” “You could but you’re asking the wrong person, it’s not my story to tell and it wouldn’t be fair sharing something so personal to him. I’d rather he do it himself especially with you. You don’t have to wait too long though so don’t worry.” “What do you mean?”

She turned around and smiled. “He likes you, I thought you knew. He acts a lot like a slut but he only really fucks around with a select number of guys. And recently they’ve been wondering why Ivan won’t pass by all of a sudden. He’s kind of reserving himself to you, you know. He talks about you now and then when we’re alone, it’s kinda cute seeing him develop a little boy crush on you. Just last night he was so happy, you had to have seen it in his eyes. The way you two were holding each other and kissing, that wasn’t just sex. That was a whole other level. Or at least to me it looked different.” I cocked my head thinking about her words before chuckling softly at the whole thing. “You really think he would have a crush on me?” She shrugged, “You’re the only one he calls daddy.”

My eyes opened wide and my smile went away. Ivan having a thing for me, it shouldn’t be as surprising but.. huh. Yet I find myself a bit excited at the thought. Maybe I liked him back too, but I’m not sure of that. I’m not sure of a lot of things lately. “One last thing, why share all that with me? It was all really personal and... I just don’t feel like I earned it yet.” She grinned. “That’s why I shared it. You’re one of us now, I knew that last night. You don’t trust yourself and fight your insecurities day by day.” “How would you know?” I asked.

“Well, I also don’t trust myself and fight my own insecurities. That’s why.” She closed the door a few minutes later the shower started running, leaving me alone with Ivan and my own thoughts.

* Sorry these came out a bit late, hope you enjoy them though. I’ll try and publish a bit earlier guys, hope you like them!*