Nicole – Part 1 By The Collector The new girl in school Copyright 1999 The Collector This story is adult in nature and should not be read by anyone under 21. Send comments to ChuckSt35@aol.com Nicole had just transferred to Rivermont High. She didn’t want to leave her old school, and her friends, and coming in as a senior meant she would make new friends to finish high school with and then quickly move on again to college. She didn’t like having to make new friends all over again, but approached her new life with anticipation. Rivermont was upscale as high schools go. Walking through the halls on her first day, she was glad to see the ‘grunge’ look had not invaded Rivermont. Rather, most kids were from upper middle class families and dressed to be noticed, and respected, though not conservatively, ‘preppy’ it could be called. The boys in slacks and shirts, the girls, surprisingly in dresses, and most even in heels. Most of the kids were unusually attractive, the boys handsome, the girls strikingly beautiful, carrying themselves as somewhat older. She was going to like it here. She liked to dress to attract attention and would most likely have no problem here. As Nicole walked towards her homeroom, she walked confidently as the hallway seemed to take on a different air as she walked by. Boys and girls paired in conversation seemed to stop, wanting to know whom the new girl was. Boys passing her would look her way, catching her eye. As she looked back, their eyes glanced the other way. Girls would look at her somewhat with disdain, and with good reason. She hadn’t yet seen a girl to match her looks. Whispers followed her as she passed, with an occasional ‘Wow”, a whistle, or something slightly off color, though she was used to it. Nicole’s blonde hair flowed easily off her shoulders as she walked. She was wearing a pink sweater, tighter than she should have, but which more than showed off what everyone was looking at. And it wasn’t the unicorn on the upper left side, which her more than ample bust made move in cadence with her stride. Her upper torso was slightly larger than most girls, though not so much as to give a clue as to the power it had. Her white skirt rose 3 inches above her knees. As she walked, her thighs danced against her skirt, showing them as full, slightly muscular; an athlete’s thighs. She wore white-heeled sandals, each step creating a perfect picture of her beautiful calves, as they seemed to jump with each step. As she approached her classroom, a boy and another girl stopped talking and watched her as she walked in. She took a seat next to another girl, a very attractive brunette. A boy was sanding over the brunette’s desk, his hands placed on the front of it, trying to talk to her. He looked at Nicole, then quickly back at the brunette. “C’mon Leigh…go out with me tonight…you know you want me…” “Tommy…I said no…never…I’ll never go out with you…now leave me alone.” “OK…I’ll be back…you can bet on it…bitch.” He walked away and found another girl to talk to. Nicole noticed Leigh was upset, but had no idea what to say. Nicole looked at Leigh. “Who…what was that?” “Just the school moron…his name’s Tommy. Not a very nice guy. I try to stay away from him, but he always comes back. He’s been trying to date me since junior high. I’d keep your distance from him.” “Thanks for the advice…I’m Nicole, Nicole Tanner, Leigh.” “I’m sorry…Leigh Meyers…welcome to Rivermont.” “Thanks…I could use a friend around here.” “You’ll like it here…it’s a really good school. Lots of nice kids…and the teachers aren’t that bad either, but they’re still teachers. If you’d like, I can show you around today…introduce you to my friends.” “Thanks…that’d be nice.” Nicole and Leigh’s schedules coincided most of the day, having classes together made her first day much easier and she found herself meeting people she’d enjoy and developing friendships with. At each class, Tommy seemed to make an appearance, if only for a few seconds, to pester Leigh, and voice his requests, which were now becoming demands, to go out with her. The last class of the day was gym. The girls spent most of the hour outside on the track, running easy sprints, and other field events. Nothing too strenuous since it was the first day outside. Nicole enjoyed the exercise and Leigh and she stuck together the entire hour. As class ended, Nicole and Leigh started the long walk to the locker room together. “You’re in really good shape. It was all I could do to keep up with you.” Leigh said. “Thanks…I exercise a lot…and I like sports a lot too. I try to keep in shape. Come on…let’s jog back to the gym.” Nicole started jogging back to the locker room, as Leigh followed closely, barely able to keep up. Returning to the locker room, the girls disrobed and headed for the showers. As Nicole removed her gym clothes, Leigh looked a bit closer than she ever would have thought. Nicole caught her eyes and Leigh turned away embarrassed. “I’m sorry…” she said and quickly left for the shower. Nicole followed her and entered the shower. A pin could have been dropped and heard. As Nicole walked in, silence came over the open bay shower. The other girls looked at her, then quickly turned away, embarrassed, yet tantalized. Nicole took a place near the center of the room. As she showered, she noticed the other girls stealing glances. She avoided making eye contact to save them embarrassment, but a quiet smile was within her. As each girl left the shower, they’d steal a final glance back at her glistening, feminine, muscular body just before leaving, trying, but failing, to be nonchalant. Leigh looked her way several times, and was embarrassed each time. She made sure to leave before Nicole did, but Nicole followed her out quickly. As Nicole left, eyes peered out from around lockers to catch a glance of her, the other girls embarrassed when catching each other’s eyes, but not caring. It was obvious they’d never seen a girl as beautiful, and powerfully built, and feminine, as Nicole. Nicole took her place next to Leigh as they toweled off. Leigh avoided verbal contact with Nicole, but stole glances every chance she could, clearly wrestling with her emotions. Nicole liked Leigh and didn’t want her to avoid her. After Leigh slipped into her panties, she reached for her bra. “Leigh…” “Um…yes…” she said, barely catching Nicole’s eyes.” “You should finish drying off first…” She smiled at Leigh, then took her towel and gently ran it across Leigh’s breast. Leigh was alarmed at first, then bit her lip and looked into Nicole’s eyes. “It’s OK…” Nicole said. Leigh looked at her, now smiling and slightly trembling. “I’m sorry…you just look so…sexy…and…strong…I can’t help it...” Leigh said feebly. “Here.” Nicole picked up Leigh’s towel and handed it to her. Hesitantly, Leigh placed the towel across Nicole’s breast, first wiping it gently, then grasping it. Nicole took Leigh’s hand and slid it across her, to her shoulder. “This is what you want, isn’t it?” She slid the towel down Nicole’s arm, stopping at her bicep. Leigh trembled, her hand slightly shaking as she felt Nicole’s hard muscle in her hand. She gripped tighter, and then Nicole curled her arm. Leigh felt a power in her hand she’d never experienced as Nicole’s bicep grew, rising easily, her strength becoming evident to Leigh. “Omygod…Nicole…please…don’t…” Leigh looked at Nicole, her lips trembling. Pleasure filled her mind and body, overcoming any moral qualms she entertained. Her hand gripped Nicole’s arm tighter, as Nicole’s strength grew yet bigger. The harder Leigh held her bicep, the harder and bigger Nicole got, and the stronger she felt. Nicole’s tongue involuntarily ran across her lips as she pushed to fill Leigh’s hand. Then she placed her left hand on Leigh’s breast. “Nicole…I’ve never…” as Leigh closed her eyes and moved closer to Nicole. They were interrupted, albeit quietly. “Wow…oh …Leigh?” Trish asked, a close friend of Leigh’s. Leigh and Nicole quickly composed themselves; aware they’d been ‘caught’. “Oh, um, Trish, this is Nicole…Nicole, Trish.” Leigh struggled with the introduction as though nothing had happened. “Hi…I really need to get dressed…” Nicole said covering herself. “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to…I mean…welcome…you’re the new girl everyone’s talking about, aren’t you?” “Well, I’m the new girl I guess…but I’m not sure there’s much to talk about.” Then Trish said, running her index finger down Nicole’s arm, “Looks to me like there is…and you look so...oh my…” She blushed immediately, not realizing what she’d said, nor able to stop herself. She brought her hand to her lips and said “I’m sorry” then turned and left as Nicole looked after her. She turned to Leigh, their eyes meeting, a sad smile appearing on Leigh’s face, as though she had competition. “Don’t be jealous…” Nicole said. She moved closer and kissed Leigh’s waiting lips. Leigh responded and sent a surge through Nicole she hadn’t expected. She forced herself to back away from Leigh, wanting her more, but at another time and actually blushed at what Leigh had done to her. “Wow…” Nicole unexpectedly said. “You don’t play fair do you?” “That was really…huh?” “No one’s ever kissed me like that.” Nicole said, still blushing, and slightly trembling, surprised at the impact Leigh’s lips had on her. “Nicole…I did that?” Leigh asked innocently. Nicole smiled back at her, barely catching her eyes, and nodded her head. “Don’t make me jealous.” They finished dressing, passing teasing glances at each other and both left for the day with the thought of each other on their minds.