ONLY TONIGHT
Marie and Jean were lost in each other’s arms, and they had completely disconnected themselves with the world. They were involved only in the feeling that they were getting at the present time. It was a beautiful scenario which was sparkling with the freshness that their smiles were beaming out. If anyone were to see them, they would have agreed that beautiful was just an underrated word for that moment.
Just as soon as Mr. Jones reached closer to his daughter, Marie and Jean got done with their hug, and they were letting go of each other. That is when Mr. Jones said, “Marie, won’t you introduce your friend to me?”
“Yes, daddy. Jean, meet my father and dad, meet my best friend, Jean.”
“Hello, sir!” Jean greeted him, and she initiated a handshake with him as she continued, “It is a pleasure to meet you.”
“Likewise,” Mr. Jones responded and was impressed with a powerful handshake from a girl his daughter’s age.
Soon after Mr. Jones wished Marie good luck and departed there uncertain about whether the decision that he took was supposedly right or wrong. Meeting Jean at least assured him that she was very man-like, especially the way she appeared to be unlike his daughter; bold, dominant, and overpowering only the way she met him.
Both of the girls hurried to go to the hostel because they were very excited to share the room. Marie did not mention to Jean that she was going to stay in the hostel with her only for one night. That was because she did not want to spoil their moods just yet. She was loving it to be beside Jean and wanted to enjoy it for the maximum time it was possible.
When they entered the girls’ hostel, there were many people in the lobby who were checking their room numbers. But because Marie and Jean were excited about staying in the same room, both of them remembered which room was allotted to them. They had cross-checked before leaving for their holidays. 212-B was engrossed pretty darn well in their minds.
Both of them walked straight to their rooms while the helpers were getting Jean’s bags. While climbing the stairs, Jean asked, “Where are your bags?”
Marie pointed out the backpack which she was carrying on her back.
“The big ones,” Jean clarified.
“I only have this for now,” Marie responded, and Jean did not give much attention to that because she assumed that maybe her parents were getting the big bags to the hostel building from the car.
The room was so big and quite impressive. It was organized a little differently from the rooms that they had in the other wing. The study tables were better and everything looked vibrant. Marie was getting a feeling as if she was in a hotel room instead of being in the hostel. To believe what they were seeing, Jean asked Marie to follow her, and she ran a few steps to have a little fun by falling on the bed intentionally since it was going to belong to them.
A lot of talking happened between them about the different things that they did during their vacation, and both of them were blushing as they remembered how naughty they had been when Marie slept over at Jean’s. It was a first-time experience for the two young girls. Fortunately, Marie’s parents had allowed her to do that despite the fact that her parents were very conservative and did not accept sleeping over at a friend’s place.
As soon as the helper brought the suitcases that were Jean’s, Marie helped her to set the stuff in its respective place; clothes in the cupboard, books in the shelf above the study table, personal items in the drawers of the side table, and her shoes in the shoe cabinet. When that was done, Jean asked, “Where is your stuff? Why have your bags not come till now?”
Knowing that she could not hide it anymore, Marie mentioned, “I have only one bag.”
“Why only one? Where are your big bags?” Jean questioned again.
It was high time for Marie to let her friend know the truth because she could not get away with it after being put on the spot with questions that were asked quite specifically. So, Marie confessed, “I am here only for tonight.”
Jean’s face became colorless with either confusion or sadness; it was difficult to understand. She enquired, “Why only tonight?”
“My dad got transferred, and we have to move to that place in two days. I will be going with him,” Marie explained and then ended her ordeal by letting Jean know that she convinced her parents to spend just one night in the hostel only because she did not want to miss out on the feeling of sharing a room with her best friend.
Listening to all of this, Jean did not know how to react. She was extremely disappointed. No one had been such a friend to her who was also really accepting of her choices which were opposite to the likings of the gender to which she belonged. Under no circumstances did she ever want to leave her new-found friend, Marie. After all, life had just started to get pretty for both of them.
“Why didn’t you tell me this before?” Jean asked.
“I wanted to tell you such a thing face to face,” Marie answered.
After that, there was just pin-drop silence until both of them finished their tasks, and it was time for tea and snacks. Then also both of them spoke only in a few selective words.
It was not only difficult for both of them to believe what was going to happen, but it was really upsetting for them to lose the first-ever best friend of their life with whom they learnt a lot about sexuality. In such a tender age, emotions rule over sexual desires.
Anyone can get physical with someone who they have built a strong emotion for in life. The emotion might not necessarily be love. There are times even when you strongly dislike someone, but you still want to get physical with them to attain maximum pleasure.
Time till dinner was also pretty much the same. Both of them were together but not talking to each other and yet Marie felt happy just to be around Jean. The walk after dinner was also the same only maybe a few questions Jean asked Marie about her dad’s transfer. In the last lap which they were taking, Marie asked, “Why is your mood still plucked?”
