It's Ada(m) and Eve, not Adam and Steve

Chapter Eleven

Ada's POV

I can't believe my own thoughts. How can I think that Charley would have done something like that? Stealing another girls' girlfriend is a no go. That's so not Charley. I stormed out of the cafeteria and to Charley's hideout. The dance studio. God I'm so stupid. Isabel and Charley had the same instructor, they might not be in the same class but sometimes they mix the classes so that the students can teach each other. That's probably how they met. I entered the empty dance studio and saw Charley sitting on the floor next to the big mirror wall. I sit down next to her. "Do you want to talk about it?" I asked softly. I might be angry and disappointed with her, but she's still my little sister and she's crying right now. I pulled her into me and she began sobbing against my chest. "I'm sorry Char. We'll figure something out." "There is no way to figure something out. Her girlfriend asked them to take a break. She realised what an asshole she has been and she's going back into therapy trying to be a better girlfriend. For her not for me." She sobbed on my shoulder while I caressed her back. "She told me she can't see me anymore, couldn't risk her girlfriend thinking she's cheating on her. So now I can't even be friends with her. That's all I asked for. To be her friend. I know I'm too young to be with her and she'd never be interested in me but..." I interrupt her before she can say anymore non-sense. "Charley don't say these things. You are a beautiful, smart, funny, kind and interesting young woman. And I already told you she's stupid if she doesn't want you. Besides her girlfriend already thinks she cheated on her." She looked up at me and I used my thumb to wipe the tears from her cheeks. "How do you know?" She asked confused. I sadly smiled at her before answering. "She saw you two hugging in the cafeteria and with all her friends telling her stuff about what her girlfriend is probably doing behind her back and Isabel disappearing for hours she just assumed that she's been cheating on her." "How can you be sure it was us? It could be a coincided and we are talking about completely different persons here?" I tucked at one of her red locks that fell into her face. "You're quite unique Charley." "Fuck" she buried her head in her arms. "Hey no swear words." I said playfully. "A, I have to apologize to her girlfriend, explain everything. She can't be mad at Bella, she did nothing wrong. It was me, it's always been me." She jumped up and I grabbed her arm. "Charley it's not your fault. You can't control who you fall for..." "Yeah, I maybe can't control who I fall for, but I knew she had a girlfriend, so I should have controlled myself. I kissed her, not the other way around. I hugged her in the cafeteria not caring if her girlfriend could see us. Everything that happened between us happened because I did it. I let my feelings take over and that's what I could have controlled. So yes Ada, it is my fault." I let go of her arm. "Okay, but don't go to her right now. Clear your thoughts. Let yourself adjust to the situation, and then you can go to her and apologize. She probably has to get used to the situation as well." I sighed, I know this is hard for Eve. She just lost her girlfriend and it wasn't in a nice way. Sure, it could have been worse but that doesn't mean that it didn't hurt like a bitch. "No, she can't break up with her because she thinks she's cheating on her..." I shook my head. "That's not the reason. It might be a part that made her decision final but it hasn't been good between them for a while. Believe me it's better for both of them to break it off, instead of trying to fix something that can't be fixed. And hurting each other in the process. Promise me you'll be there for Isabel as a friend when they finally break up, she'll need you to be there for her." She nodded. "And you be there for Eve, it'll be hard for her as well." "I will." We hugged before we went to our next class. For me that is... Yep.... You guessed right... My favourite subject.... Classical music. Or however that stuff is called. I entered the room right on the bell, which brought me an angry look from Chrissy. "Sorry Chris." I mumbled. "It's Ms. Costanza for you Ada." "Sorry Ms. Costanza." I sat down at the only empty chair left. It was next to the blue haired beauty Lisa. "Hey Girl" I greeted. "Hey Ada." She smiled at me. "I thought you were in the basketball class." She whispered. "Well, I thought you were into drums not classical music." I whispered back. We looked at each other smiling. "Sarah." I said as an explanation but she only raised her eyebrow. "Ms. Knight." I said laughing slightly. "Oh, sorry, for a moment I forgot that she's your mom. Yeah same with me, guess I skipped the wrong class." "Nice to know that you two get along, Lisa and Ada, but you can talk after school, not in my class." Chrissy looked at us sharply. "Sorry" we mumbled turning our Attention back to the class