...one hand caressing Quinn's red hair, the other, feeling her waist, how soft it felt. For the moment, despite her reputation as a one of the non-conformitive set, Jane was enjoying how Quinn's touch felt to her, so much so, that she was jolted out of her newfound bliss by Quinn saying: "Jane? You OK? What's with you?"
Stepping back, the artist stammered, "Oops, sorry 'bout that."
Her tears already dried, a quizzical Quinn gazed at Jane saying, "Y' know...I don't blame you. I mean, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear you were in love with me."
"You?!? You're nuts, Super Q. I was born heterosexual and besides, you and your fellow FC drones have dated lots of guys. So that part is kinda off, eh?"
"But sometimes you can't help but wonder if you're bi. They say it doesn't hurt to try something new for a change."
"So you think you're bisexual? A repressed lesbian?"
"Now that I think of it...(sigh)...." Quinn hung her head and murmured, ".... Oh, what the hey? Jane, ever since me Daria, mom and dad first came to Lawndale, since I first met you when I spent the night at your place............you could say I......I.... I.... I had a crush on you...."
Indeed Jane wasn't prepared for that statement; she jumped back a bit and squawked, "WHAT?!? You were in ...