Average Jane |Lesbian Story|
"I found this on the floor last period by Lucy's desk."
Mary handed the paper to Jane. She didn't want to read it, but Mary plainly wasn't going to budge until she did. Jane glanced down at the page and saw four lines of what had to be a dreadful poem. With Mary's eyes boring into her, Jane began to read:
For Jane, My Hero
Alas, the winter wind doth blow,
But yet my love doth brightly bloom.
However cold the falling snow,
I shall love thee till my doom.
Mary snatched the paper back. "Oh here she's coming!" She returned to her seat just as Lucy, still blushing, pushed her desk next to Jane's, so that their two chairs were almost touching.
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