School Lesbian Novels & Stories

VANCE'S POV WHILE in the last line of what Wena was saying I stepped closer to Clodeth but Quenie preceded me to approach there. Quenie confronted Clodeth and gave her a loud slap. We were all surprised. Oh no, these women are really robbing me of the scene. Come on girls! It's my time to shine! “I’m a lesbian,” Queenie said. "Ten percent of our members in the sorority are lesbians. As our leader, is that what you would say? Is that what we hear from you? How can you lead us well if you hate those like us?"

That didn't feel too good but the system was in the works and there's nothing I could do about it. It was an all girls boarding school. As you can imagine, those four years were full of drama and memorable moments. Being bi-sexual didn't bond too well in the conservative African environment that we live in. It was chalked up to sexual immorality and at best, just teenage hormones. I think being in a girls boarding school did nothing to ease that and if anything just amplified the so-called hormones.

"What would he be thinking of me now? That I, his mate and daughter of the most respected Gamma in Lykoria Pack is a lesbian? No no no no. I can't let that happen. I need to stop this!" "You can't say anything anymore, can you? You can't prove me wrong because everything that's happening here only proves that I am right and none of what I said is a rumor. You and that bloody bitch over there are nothing but disgusting lesbians and we don't tolerate lesbians in this campus nor in this city!" She spat. Instantly, I stood to my feet, about to storm up to her and give her a resounding dirty slap across her stinking face but my whole body froze like an ice statue with my jaw dropped down in shock

Moreover, he was so young, innocent, and confused when I met him that I wanted to hold him and tell him all would be okay. The club we are using belongs to my close straight friend, it would be a closed-door event and only our members are invited. Our caterer for the event is a lesbian young lady, she and her partner are planning on relocating abroad where they are free to get married and stay true to their sexuality. Everything was set and ready, we all had to just show up for the event tomorrow. Kelvin's Pov

The girl turns back to her friends to look at the footage of me scolding her. “I-what…” Xander has his mouth hanging open when he turns his attention from me to the other girls and then right back. I wave away his concern, feeling satisfied that the group finally left. “Don’t try to understand them. Most of the students at Waynard High have a screw loose in their heads.” “You have the loosest screw of all.” Xander mumbles. “There you two are. We were wondering where you two went.” Upon hearing Leo’s voice, I quickly move away from Xander and give him the best welcoming smile that I can.

"Why did you put them down? Weren't they good?" "No. They were fine. But not what I was looking for." Lai twists her lips and her gaze flies back to wonderland. "Pretty typical of you. But sincerely speaking, I am on your side." I know most of the boys in Laila's college because I used to study there too and some just acted like stupid jerks, not over their teen hormones. I mean, seriously? Grown up already. None of them ever caught my eye, making me wonder if I am a lesbian. Probably not.

Convincing the Closeted Slut When Kristen heard of the new Girls' Success Committee being funded by Mrs. Davenport at her college, her mind went to such dirty places. It was a program where older girls would mentor a freshman. In fact, Kristen's best friend had been chosen to be the pilot mentor.

Clare was silent for a moment then said, “So . . . you’re gay then?” “Yeah.” He snuck a peek at her from the corner of her eye. “That’s not a problem, is it?” “Of course not,” she said quickly. “I’m a member of the Gay-Straight Student Alliance at school, and I’m friendly with a couple of the guys in drama club.” “So, some of your best friends are gay, is that what you’re saying?” She glanced over at him, and when she saw his smile, she smiled in return. “No, smart-ass. I didn’t say they were my best friends, but I don’t have a problem with gay people.”

“These new people aren’t like my friends from high school.” “And how are they different?” She asked, raising an eyebrow. “They… they are just different in their own way, but they are just as normal,” I said and I know that might not make sense. “I mean, that they are different in age and personality, orientation.” “Ah, would you like to tell me who they are?” She asked me. “Well, Lucas approached me and he offers tutoring sessions at the campus library which is where I met his friends,” I explained and thought about what we did last week. “Lucas and his friend Andre run a support group for the LGBTQ and plus...”

She couldn't even call her friends and cry about it because she never told them about the date of even her sexuality. “It’s not a joke; I’m sorry I used another picture. But the texts were authentic. They were all me.” Cass scowled, not believing a single word. “Yeah, I should believe the hottest girl at school who’s dating the town rich boy is a closet lesbian.” She shouts before she turns to walk away, but Keira grabs her hand on her first step. “Let go of me.”