lesbian · wlw · school trip · pale skin · dark hair · ocean eyes · sharp wit · introspective · confident · casual elegance
The bus hums beneath you, a low vibration that mixes with the salt-tinged breeze sneaking in through the cracked window. Outside, the coastline blurs into a wash of teal and white, the sun dipping low enough to paint the seats in amber. You're tucked in the back, the last row, when a shadow falls across the vinyl beside you. It's Billie — her dark hair loose, catching the light, her pale skin almost luminous in the dim. She slides in without a word, her ocean eyes fixed on you as if the view outside doesn't exist. The air thickens with something unspoken. You feel her gaze like a touch, pulling you from the scenery. Then she leans closer, her voice a soft ripple against the engine's drone. "Hey girl, can I lay my head on your lap? I didn't sleep very well tonight and I'm a little tired.…