Author: shanejayell PM
Susan discovers another side to one of her classmates...Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 2 - Words: 2,709 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 04-02-07 - Published: 08-12-05 - id: 1984223
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Susan McNeil smiled as the younger woman entered the club, fighting back a degree of nervousness. Her black hair had been tightly curled, highlighting her lovely face and bringing out her cheekbones a bit. Along with that she was wearing one of her nicest dresses, a short number that tightly clung to hips and her not unimpressive chest.
Rin Fielding gave Susan a look that was gently amused, her long brown hair falling down her back. "You don't have to be so worried," the older lady said, handing a membership card to the young lady who waited at the front entrance. Her eyes twinkled with amusement as she added, "It's a exclusive club, you know."
"It's also my first visit to a," Susan hesitated uncomfortably then she made herself continue, "lesbian bar." She looked sheepish, "Can you blame me for being jumpy?"
"No," Rin conceded, her short red dress clinging to her thin body, "but trust me, I'll make sure nothing happens to you."
"Welcome to Isis," the door woman said, handing Rin her card back gracefully. "It's good to see you again, Ms. Fielding."
"Thanks," Rin waved, gently guiding Susan forward into the club itself.
Susan looked around her, trying not to seem as new as she really was. It was a older style of nightclub, with a oak bar on one side and a group of women waiting for their drinks, along with several tables set up for talking and drinking. Moving between the tables were what at first looked like male waiters, but a closer look showed they were women dressed in suits.
"Wow," Susan murmured as she took in a handsome young woman weaving gracefully through the tables, black hair slicked back. She was so androgynous it created a disturbing attractiveness, a difficult sort of beauty.
"It's such a trip, isn't it?" Rin chuckled softly as they hurried to an unoccupied table and sat down. Quietly she confided, "There are hordes of straight girls who come out here, they all fall in love with the waiters."
"They are cute," Susan admitted, looking thoughtfully at a redheaded waiter. Her hair was short enough it didn't need to be slicked, instead it was styles in a slightly windblown look. She noticed Susan's gaze and smiled, green eyes twinkling. Susan looked away, blushing faintly only to meet Rin's clearly amused gaze.
"I think she likes you," Rin chuckled.
"Rin," Susan scolded.
Rin laughed softly, her eyes twinkling. "You're hopeless," she said, "I see women flirting with you all the time, but you never do anything." She looked over at the redhead too, "I mean, I wouldn't toss her out of bed for eating crackers."
Susan had to smile at her friend's upfront attitude. "Unlike some people I like to get to know someone," she said, "not sleep with them on the first date."
"On the first date sleeping usually doesn't come into it," Rin pointed out to her gently. She looked around then waved, "Waiter!"
Susan blinked then blushed, "I can't believe you said that!"
Rin snickered, "You are far too innocent, Susie."
Susan groaned, "Don't call me that, please."
"Hi there," the blonde haired woman smiled as she stepped up beside the table, her suit sleek against her slim body. "What can I get you?"
"A gin and tonic for me and a rum and coke for my friend," Rin said, studying the young lady admiringly.
"I can order my drink for myself," Susan muttered before looking at the cute waitress and performing a double take. "Jamie?!" she blurted.
"Huh?" Rin blinked, quickly realizing that both Susan and the waitress were looking at each other in pure surprise.
"You work here?" Susan looked up at Jamie in confusion.
Oddly Jamie looked more shaken than Susan, looking almost like she was going to burst into tears or something. "Excuse me," she managed then Jamie stepped back, "I'd better get you another waiter." With that she all but fled, disappearing into the crowds.
"What was that all about?" Rin demanded.
"She's Jamie Delaney," Susan managed quietly, "one of my classmates, actually." She looked over to where Jamie had disappeared, "She's a science geek, a real nerd... I couldn't imagine her in a place like this, much less looking like that."
"Friend?" Rin asked curiously, studying Susan.
"Someone I know," Susan answered honestly, "but no, not a friend."
Susan left the club alone that Saturday night, despite getting several attractive offers, returning to her home and wondering how someone so mundane could be living such a unusual second life. Sunday passed slowly and Monday morning found her in the university halls, looking for a certain someone with a unusual intensity.
The computer labs, especially before classes officially started, were mostly the home of nerds and geeks. And of course there were the students who were working furiously to complete last minute assignments, which is where Susan had first run into Jamie a few months ago. Checking through the labs on one side of the building she intently looked for that blonde hair, eventually spotting the young woman she was looking for.
Jamie Delaney looked so different, Susan almost couldn't believe that she was the same person as the lady she saw on Saturday night. Gone was the suit, replaced with a baggy sweatshirt and jeans, round glasses gleaming as they perched on the end of her nose. The computer screen lit up her face, her eyes moving as she typed away, occasionally brushing her short blonde hair aside,
Susan hesitated in the doorway then walked inside, quietly closing the door behind her. Jamie and her were alone, and she carefully walked along the rows of terminals before she reached the blonde haired woman working away so intently. "Good morning," Susan murmured softly.
Jamie's fingers stilled on the computer terminal, but she didn't look up from the screen. "You know, I expected to get caught at that eventually," she admitted with a sigh. She finally looked up, meeting Susan's eyes, "Though I don't think I was expecting someone like you."
"Thanks allot," Susan chuckled softly.
"Sorry, I didn't mean that quite the way it came out," Jamie admitted.
"You don't seem as nervous as you were in the club," Susan noted, mildly impressed by how composed Jamie was, compared to her panic a few nights ago.
Jamie took her glasses off and rubbed at her eyes. "I've had some time to think about it," she confessed, "and I figured you probably weren't a threat to me."
"That's part of why I came looking for you," Susan agreed, "to tell you that I'm not planing to out you or anything."
"Thank you," Jamie smiled at her for the first time, and Susan was surprised at how much it lit up her face. Jamie studied Susan thoughtfully, "So are you a dyke or just one of the straight girls who love to fawn over us?"
"The straight girls really do that?" Susan blinked, "I thought my friend Rin was exaggerating."
"More than you'd expect," Jamie said/. She tilted her head to the side, studying Susan, "You didn't answer my question."
"Yes, I'm a lesbian," Susan mustered her own courage to say.
Jamie was clearly amused, but not in a mocking sort of way. "Not used to saying that yet?" she asked her gently.
"You have no idea," Susan felt an odd relief in confiding that, "last night was the first time I've been in a bar like that."
"Oh I think I know the feeling," Jamie nodded. She hesitated, "That woman you were with, she's your lover?"
Susan looked at her blankly for a moment then burst into giggles.
"What?" Jamie asked, her own lips quirking upward.
"She's my mother's girlfriend," Susan confided, "I think mom'd be a bit unhappy if I was messing around with her wife."
Jamie joined in the laughter, "That must be interesting."
"Modern life," Susan agreed, leaning up against the counter.
Jamie shut the computer down then looked up at Susan thoughtfully. "Care to join me for lunch?" she offered, "We could talk about it."
Susan grinned, "I'd like that."
Author's Notes: Just a short girl-meets-girl thing. And what is it with me and writing about bars, anyway? I don't even drink... Anyway, I may or may not continue this in some form, if I get to feeling ambitious.