Breeze (The Mighty Queertet: Story 3)
Chapter 13: Butterfly by Star
Notes: L-o-n-g chapter! Couldn’t seem to shut up! I guess it compensates for the short Portman/Fulton chapter.
It’s a sign. It has to be. I’ve been obsessed with butterflies all my life, and then this girl comes into my life and she has a birthmark shaped like one.
And she loves me.
And I nearly blew it.
I kiss the birthmark and she giggles again. “Bad Taz!” she admonishes.
“Contrite Taz,” I tell her.
“Shut up, Taz.” She grins and pulls me towards her for a kiss.
“I love you,” I tell her, for the millionth time since last night.
“I love you too,” she replies, also for the millionth time since last night.
The words don’t get boring after hearing them so many times, in fact, they get more exciting.
Last night was quite possibly the most emotionally wearing time of my life, except for perhaps the few days after my mother died. I couldn’t believe my Maya had been with a guy. Whether she likes guys or not is no longer the point. She loves me and that’s the way it is.
However, I’m still going to kill that Colby guy if I ever get my hands on him.
And after that we started talking about my Dad. It’s not exactly resolved, but we’ve decided that we’re both going to see him together and let him know that if he lays another hand on me we’re going to report him to the police or social services or something.
“What are you thinking?” she asks me.
I don’t like to dwell. “I was thinking about you. I want to draw you.” Now I’ve said it, I really do want to draw her.
“Like you’ve never done that before,” she teases.
“I’ve never drawn you on a beach before.” I grin. “And can we please have a yay me moment? Three nights I’ve spent here so far, and have I drawn on a single wall yet?”
“Yay you!” She strokes my hair. “However, it just makes me worry that you’ll be even more into your art when we get back to the dorms.”
“I was thinking of a new genre. They’re starting photography classes when we get back to school.” I tell her excitedly. I’ve been meaning to mention it for weeks, but somehow never got around to it.
She groans. “You’re only taking photography so you can get high of the chemicals for developing the pictures. I know you too well Taryn McDonald.”
I flop on top of her. “You know me far too well, Maya ‘Minx’ Hansen.” I lean down for another kiss.
“Hey! Lesbians!” We both look up and see Portman and Fulton staring at us. I just know that interruption is payback for us walking in last night.
“Yes, queers?” I respond.
“Come swimming,” Fulton orders.
I look at Maya, she gives me a ‘why not?’ face. I reluctantly get off her and pull her to her feet.
I wander over to Fulton timidly. “I didn’t mean to be out of line last night,” I tell him. “Sorry. When I get mad I can’t really control my mouth.”
He shrugs. “It’s ok.” Then he grins at me. “I guess you’re happy now though, so it’s safe to be around you.”
I open my mouth to reply when I’m cut off by Maya screaming. “Taz! Help me!”
I look around and Portman has picked her up over his shoulder and is twirling her around.
“Make him stop!” she shouts.
“Can’t you control your boyfriend?” I ask, then yell to Portman. “Put her down!”
He backs off towards the water, one hand holding Maya in place, the other on my head, keeping me away from him.
I follow him, all the while Maya is screaming her head off. You know, I think at times she’s louder than me.
We hit the deep water and he offloads Maya over his shoulder. The splash she makes is the start of all out war! We both start splashing him. It makes me wish he was the type of guy who cared about his hair.
“Hey!” He yells to Fulton, who’s not joining in. “Are you just going to stand there? Come and save me! The munchkins are attacking!”
Hrmm. So we’ve graduated from oompa lumpas to munchkins.
“It’s not my fault you just won’t learn not to annoy them,” he responds in amusement.
Maya grins at me and we both turn and splash Fulton. “You’re going to join in whether you like it or not!” She tells him, moving towards him.
“Fine.” He picks her up and dumps her back in the water.
I momentarily stop splashing Portman and ask, “How come everyone’s throwing my girlfriend in the water?”
He grins at me for the first time ever. “Jealous?”
He picks me up, and instead of tossing me back into the water like I expect, he sets me on his shoulders.
“Fulton! Grab a munchkin! It’s death match time!”
“What are the rules?” he asks, holding a hand out to Maya.
“First one to lose their dwarf has to tidy the bedroom for the rest of the holiday.”
Maya nods at me. “Same goes for you and me, Taz.”
I watch as she scrambles onto Fulton’s shoulders, her face set in determination. This is bad. I’ve played this game with her before. There’s nothing she won’t do to win.
“Portman,” I tap him on the head to make sure I have his attention. “She’s going to cheat.”
“Well, cheat back.” He advises, then adds, “Tap me on the head again and I’ll throw you in the water.”
“You really don’t like me,” I comment as he wades towards Fulton.
“You’re not so bad—in small doses, that is.” He replies.
I guess that’s as good as it will get between us. And I’m fine with it, as long as I have Maya I’m ok.
I take it back, she’s got an evil look on her face. “Be my friend,” I mutter to Portman, trying to duck as she attacks me.
“Come on!” He urges me. “Where’s that feisty psycho that I’m so used to?”
I see that Fulton is also pep-talking with Maya.
We lunge forward and I manage to swing at Maya’s shoulder, she loses her balance but doesn’t fall. She grabs my knee and tries to push me off Portman’s shoulders. He grabs my leg to steady me. Go team!
The boys back off to let us get our balance.
“I thought you were meant to be insane,” he mutters. “You’re barely moving!”
“Hey! I don’t suppose you’ve got any idea how uncomfortable your shoulders are. All those weird muscley things!” I respond hotly.
“You mean my muscles?” He shrugs and I nearly fall off.
“I’m on your side,” I protest.
“Well act like it! I don’t want to be cleaning our bedroom for the next week.”
I suddenly get an idea. It’s not great, but it might help. “Be ready to help me knock them over when they look distracted.”
“What are you going to do?” He asks as we move towards the others again.
“Just don’t look up,” I advise.
He laughs and the war begins again. I get a few lucky hits, but Maya’s not even slightly ruffled by them. I on the other hand, am only just about staying put on Portman’s shoulders. Time for plan B.
I yank down my bikini top. Maya stops what she’s doing. Fulton looks scandalized!
Portman charges into them and over they go.
Maya surfaces first and I hastily arrange my top. “You cheated!” she yells.
“Like you wouldn’t have?” I respond with a laugh.
“I’m scarred for life,” Fulton tells me.
“What did she do?” Portman asks, cheerfully oblivious.
Fulton and Maya’s only response is to rush at us, knocking Portman off his feet and hurling us both into the water.
I grin at Maya. “Best of three?”
I shake my head trying to get the water out of my ears. Maya’s having one last swim, I’m too tired. I spot Charlie on the beach and make my way over to him.
He looks really sad. “Hey, Charles.” I say, taking a seat next to him, hating the way the sand sticks to me.
He doesn’t respond.
“Charles?” I poke him in the side.
“What?” he snaps.
“Are you ok?” I ask, putting a hand on his arm.
He shakes me off. “I’m fine.”
“No you’re not.”
“Jesus, McDonald! Would you just leave me alone!”
I blink. He called me McDonald. Not Taz or Taryn. “What’s wrong?” I ask him again.
“Everything! And it’s all your fault!” He gets to his feet and walks off.