A Very Good Day

Hayley wasn't exactly charmless either. Sure, she was hardly the sprite that Amanda was when she was at her best, but she wasn't an introverted, humorless shut in either. Hell, she wouldn't exactly have bragged about it, but she was charming enough that she hadn't exactly gone wanting in the sex department before she met Amanda. Sure, that was hardly the only (or even the best) way to gauge charm, but it was one.

Suffice it to say that she was a reasonable funny and friendly kind of girl who had more friends than enemies and was perfectly happy with that fact.

Of course, Hayley really couldn't have cared less about all that. As long as she had Amanda in her life she was happy. Not just because of the sex, either, though she definitely enjoyed that aspect quite a bit. No, even without that her friendship with Amanda was the kind that Hayley simply couldn't imagine being without. It was like they completed each other, like they were two halves of the same whole. They liked smoking weed, listening to the same music, watching the same TV shows, the same movies and, well just about anything you could think of beyond that one thing they didn't. And, yes, that one difference was a biggie, but so far it hadn't proven to be quite big enough to destroy what was easily the most cherished friendship either girl had ever had.

And it wasn't just Hayley that cherished their friendship. Amanda definitely returned Hayley's love in her own way. Sure, she obviously didn't return it quite like Hayley would have liked, but, honestly, it was Amanda's fault that Hayley was even still around town and not just because Hayley was an idiot for her beautiful and maddeningly confusing best friend. It was because Amanda had actually begged her on bended knee to stay and go to the local community college instead of running off to Clemson to go to school like she'd originally planned saying "Please? C'mon I know you wanna go and meet some hot southern chicks and have fun and all that shit, but I'll go fucking crazy without you here. I love you, Hayhay. You're my best friend. Don't be a jerk. Stay here with me. I mean once we both get jobs then we can get an apartment and we can party and get high and have fun and... you know... and c'mon, please don't go! I can't lose you! Don't be a bitch! I don't want to live with that asshole. Stay here and just have fun with me. You know you fucking want to."

She had, of course, been right. Despite the fact that she absolutely hated it when Amanda called her "Hayhay" Hayley did indeed want nothing more than to stay. She'd actually been more than a little depressed before Amanda had begged her not to leave because she had thought Amanda hadn't cared.

Not without reason, either, because before her confession Amanda had spent over half a month creating that illusion by acting like it was no big deal and, among other things, talking about how much fun she'd have getting a place with her boyfriend. She'd even briefly stopped hanging out with Hayley for a total of two and a half days. Sure, that might not seem like that big of a deal to some, but for them it was a small eternity.

Hell, not counting a few funerals for out of state relatives and some family vacations that was easily the longest the two of them had been separated since they'd become friends and Hayley had been on the verge of panic before Amanda came clean about the true nature of her indifference.

Unsurprisingly, just finding out that Amanda had been sad because Hayley was planning on moving eight hundred miles away was enough to send Hayley straight into the stratosphere. Add in the fact that she'd also made it clear that she'd much rather live with Hayley than her boyfriend and it was easy to understand why Hayley signed up for the fall semester at the local community college the very next day. Hell, she would have done it that very night if it had been possible, but it was nine at night and after Amanda's admission she and Hayley found themselves somewhat preoccupied with trying to make each other come without Hayley's family overhearing.

Of course, when Hayley finally did get around to enrolling in the community college the next day Hayley's mother hadn't been all too pleased. As far as she was concerned Hayley was throwing away her future just to maintain some stupid high school friendship. Sure, her anger was partially assuaged by the fact that the CC was a good deal cheaper and that Hayley could always transfer her credits to the local (and reasonably prestigious) private college in a couple years if she took her studies seriously and she'd still be able to get the same degree (education), but her mother still made it clear to Hayley she wasn't pleased with the rashness of her decision while pointing out the obvious by saying "And how are you going to get an apartment when you're both unemployed? I'm not paying your rent for you if you're just going to be living across town, Hayley. I'm not paying your sister's rent, so why I should I pay for yours? And don't even think of asking your father 'cause you know he can't. He can barely make his own rent right now."

Her mother had admittedly had a point there and, sadly, a month later, neither of them had really been able to fix that. Sure, Amanda did get a job, but working three days a week at Hot Topic really didn't earn her enough money to pay rent, but it was better than the nothing Hayley was currently earning and Amanda was likely to get a bump in hours because her boss absolutely hated at least two of her co-workers.

Still, things were only getting rougher on the home front for Hayley and even Amanda's mother was hardly happy, but now that it looked like Hayley might finally be able to rejoin the ranks of employed after a short drought Hayley couldn't help but feel like they might actually be able to get an apartment sooner rather than later. Well, if Kasey was telling the truth they might have a chance anyway. Hayley loved Kasey, but that girl's guarantees didn't always pan out. Still, Hayley was definitely psyched about even the mere possibility as she entered Amanda's room after a moment of taking in her friend's enviable beauty.

In fact, the chance of a job was the main topic of conversation as Hayley settled onto Amanda's bed and just chilled out for a moment of cooling down from her long, hot bike while Amanda sparked the joint and Hayley looked at the app.

"So do you think I actually have a shot of getting a job there?" Hayley finally asked after they'd finished of the first joint while Amanda started to roll the second and Hayley made quick work of the app having memorized nearly everything about her previous job history over the last few months of filling out application after application while making use of her phone to remind her of the rest.

"Dude, who knows? I mean, she sounded really positive about it, but you know her. But... you know, probably. I mean, even if it's not like a guaranteed thing like she says it's still worth a shot, right? What other leads do you have besides begging that pervy weirdo to let you go back to flipping burgers?" Amanda said referencing Hayley's most recent aborted attempt at employment.

"Dude, don't even go there. I can't even go to that fucking place anymore cause I'm afraid he's gonna beat off if in my food or something," Hayley said after a hard shiver thinking of the shift manager who had taken an immediate and very intense liking to her that was completely unaffected by Hayley's declaration that she was a lesbian.

"I really wouldn't stress on it, Hayley," Amanda said as she finished rolling and started fiddled with her iPod trying to find something to listen to. "I mean, I already told you that if nothing comes up I could totally hook you up with a job at the mall."

"Yeah, but when? I mean you've only been working at Hot Topic for like a month and you're still like barely working, so how the fuck am I supposed to make money there even if you can talk your boss into hooking me up?"

"Whatever. I already told you I'll be getting more hours soon and that dyke loves me, so just accept it," Amanda said as she finally settled on some Silver Mt Zion before taking the offered roach from Hayley's outstretched hand and scooted back to sit against her headboard.

"Dyke?" Hayley came back feigning offense at her friend's choice of words.

"Yeah, dyke. Don't even think of getting pissy about that. You know she totally is. Shit, she even calls herself a dyke," Amanda scoffed before snuffing the roach and automatically lighting the freshly rolled joint.

"Yeah, but still, you say it like it's an insult," Hayley came back.

"I do not. Well, okay, I kinda did, but whatever. She totally pissed me off last night, so fuck her. Well, actually don't 'cause she'd probably like that and she was being mean, so she can go to hell."

"Why?" Hayley asked and then regretted it as Amanda immediately started whining about her boss having the nerve to actually ask Amanda to do something besides sitting behind the counter chatting with her co-worker Carrie. Of course, Hayley listened just the same and even encouraged Amanda to continue bitching despite the fact that she inwardly agreed totally with Amanda's boss.

Sure, this was in part because she knew that Amanda thought Carrie was cute and Hayley was therefore just a little jealous of their budding friendship, but it was also because Hayley knew her friend and she knew that she was an incredibly lazy person when she wanted to be.

But Hayley didn't exactly mind listening to her friend bitch. Honestly she was actually happy to encourage Amanda's workplace bitching because at least it meant she wasn't talking about her damned boyfriend for once. Well, she did mention him in passing a couple of times, but Hayley managed to keep those mentions brief by always bringing the conversation back to the neutral ground of Amanda's work.

Amanda noticed this, but aside from a couple knowing smirks that made Hayley frown defensively she never bothered to push the issue. Instead when she finally grew bored of her own bitch session she chose to steer the conversation into decidedly friendlier territory with a mention of how tired her feet got while working then smiling mischievously as she stretched out her legs on the bed saying "You know, if you were really my best friend you'd totally give me a foot rub right now."

"Why? Are they tired from sitting all day and flirting with Carrie?" Hayley said completely missing her friend's flirty tone because she was too busy flipping through a magazine checking out some skate shoes she wanted even though she had no means of purchasing them.

"Oh, shut up," Amanda said as she first kicked Hayley to get her full attention before placing her feet directly on top of the magazine Hayley was perusing forcing Hayley to give up and fully engage her. "You really shouldn't be worried about Carrie. She's even straighter than me. Also, she's totally straight edge, so fuck her and rub my damned feet, you weirdo. They hurt. Be nice and make them not hurt."

"What's in it for me?" Hayley said playfully (while intentionally ignoring the bait of Amanda's "straight" nonsense), but with plenty of fake disdain as she remained seated with her back against Amanda's wall and pulled her hands out from under Amanda's feet. Hayley, of course, knew exactly what was in it for her, but this was just one of those games they had to play with each other.

"Oh, I don't know," Amanda said coyly as she picked up the joint she'd rolled moments before, put it in her mouth, lit it and took a hit. She then paused in her flirting as she slowly exhaled then held the joint out for Hayley to grab as she finally continued by saying "I could always get you high."

"Hmm," Hayley said before taking a hit herself then adding "What else you got?"

"Dude, that's good weed. What else could you possibly want?' Amanda responded still feigning innocence as she received the joint back from her friend and took another hit.

"Well, a car would be nice," Hayley said as they continued to pass the joint between themselves as they spoke.

"But you already have a car. What else?"

"A car that works?" Hayley replied.

"What else?" Amanda came back with mild annoyance and a somewhat less than gentle push from her feet.

"Hmmm, a million bucks?"

"Nope. Sorry, I don't have even close to that. Shit, I don't even have enough to buy wraps until tomorrow."

"Hmm, I don't know then."

"Hmmm, well maybe you should rub my poor, tired feets whilst you think it over?" Amanda came back a bit more gruffly as she snuffed the only half smoked joint in the ashtray.

"Ugh. Fine, but you owe me."

"Yay!" Amanda said as Hayley caved and moved to sit cross-legged in front of her and Amanda shifted a little lifting up her feet to allow Hayley to move before instantly putting her feet right back on Hayley's lap as soon as Hayley had settled. Hayley just laughed at how cute she was at that moment. Of course, Amanda always acted cute when she was flirty and Hayley always laughed when she did, but they'd been friends for what seemed like forever so that hardly mattered. Seeing her friend's softer side always made Hayley feel just a little bit special and oddly amused.

"Yay nothing," Hayley said still smiling despite her mock bitchy tone as she took a foot in hand and began to softly rub the sole."You owe me and you'd better pay up you brat."

"I will, I will," Amanda replied, her voice already relaxing noticeably as it always did when Hayley rubbed her friend's feet.

"Swear?" Hayley said relaxing her own voice to match Amanda's.

"Swear," Amanda responded as she closed her eyes and eased into the pillows she'd placed behind her back earlier. Again, Hayley couldn't help but feel pleased. Not just because she knew how Amanda intended to "pay her back." It was deeper than that. It was because it actually made her more than a little proud to know that her touch had such an effect on her friend.

"God," Amanda said after a few moments of silent, seductive foot rubbing as Hayley's strong, but gentle fingers worked Amanda's sexy toes "I can't believe how good that feels."

"You always say that," Hayley said even as her smile brightened at the compliment.

"Yes, but it's always true," Amanda said her voice so soft that it was almost a sigh as she momentarily opened her eyes to gaze sleepily at Hayley.

Hayley just chuckled a little to herself for no real reason as she watched her friend's eyes slowly close again. It was only when Amanda's eyes were completely shut for a good minute that Hayley finally decided that it was time to move past the notion that this was nothing but a simple foot rub by bringing her friend's sexy foot to her lips to give her sole the gentlest of kisses.

"There you go" Amanda said softly almost as soon as Hayley's lips touched her sensitive sole. She then laughed gently to herself as Hayley placed another soft kiss on the bottom of her foot followed by several more lingering kisses on every inch of flesh of Amanda's soft appendage as Amanda continued to giggle mindlessly even as Hayley brought her attention to Amanda's sexy, little toes.

"God, that is so sexy," Amanda said as Hayley kissed and tongued her toes "I wish my boyfriend would do that."

"Shh," Hayley said between kisses "No boyfriend talk."

"Sorry," Amanda said sincerely before adding "But it's true. Still, even if he did he probably couldn't do it as good as you do."

Hayley just smiled at the compliment knowing that it was probably just Amanda's way of placating her. She needn't have bothered. Hayley wasn't offended and at that moment she honestly didn't care all that much about Amanda's boyfriend. He wasn't there and Hayley was. His existence was therefore somewhat irrelevant and both girls moved on without another wasted thought as Hayley allowed the foot she'd already kissed to fall to her lap before she picked up the other to give it a similar treatment while Amanda continued to sigh and occasionally giggle in response. Hayley just drank it all in until she'd had her fill of kissing Amanda's feet (and even placing a couple playful nips on her toes and sole) and she began to feel the need to move on to bigger and better things.

Honestly, normally she would have taken a little more time toying with her friend, but that afternoon she couldn't help herself. Why she really didn't know, but it probably had something to do with how sexy Amanda looked laying back on her pile of pillows. Sure, as far as Hayley was concerned Amanda was always sexy, but that afternoon there was just something extra alluring about Amanda as she laid there with her t-shirt riding up and exposing her soft, but toned belly and her disheveled, short skirt barely covering anything as Amanda squirmed against Hayley's final and purposefully tickling kiss on her sensitive sole. Really, with all that visual temptation it was almost amazing that Hayley managed to maintain her self control as long as she did.

Still while Hayley may have been in the mood to move forward she didn't exactly rush. She still teased Amanda with soft kisses and nibbles on her ankles and calves working her way slowly up to her knees. Amanda just laid there looking at her through half closed eyes occasionally uttering little things like "That's nice" or "That tickles" in-between sweet, satisfied sighs. H

Hayley, for her part, mostly just hushed her, but occasionally she couldn't help but mutter about how sexy Amanda was or ask her "That feel good?" When she did Amanda could only sigh, lightly nod or even just smile a tad more brightly in reply. This was hardly unexpected. Amanda always melted when Hayley took her time and sought out all those little, hidden spots that Amanda's boyfriends always seemed to ignore.

Usually at that point Hayley would have to reach her first big decision of their love making by choosing between continuing down her friend's sexy legs until she reached her sweet, warm center or abandon this path and join her in a kiss. This time, however, there really wasn't much of a choice. Just as Hayley was about to make her decision Amanda's half closed eyes looked into Hayley's and friend said in a soft voice, "Kiss me."

It was just such a wonderful mix of sweet, needy and naughty that Hayley simply couldn't resist or even respond in kind. She could only manage a smile as she allowed her friend's legs to fall to her side. She then slowly moved over Amanda's body and allowed herself to gently lie down upon her as they joined each other in a kiss.

That kiss was simply intoxicating. For a girl who still had the nerve to occasionally (and admittedly jokingly) claim to be only curious Amanda definitely knew how to kiss another girl.

Of course, she should have by then. She'd had plenty of practice at it over the course of their friendship. Still, the kissing was the one thing that really made Hayley wonder how Amanda could continue to even joke of simple curiosity. Hayley had facilitated several experimenters in her short life and while almost all of them were good kissers (and some even excellent) none could even come close to matching the intoxicating mixture of comfort, sweetness, desire and passion that Amanda managed to convey in even the simplest kiss. Really, Hayley could get the sex part, because for some people sex was just sex, but kissing? That was something different altogether and it was one of the main reasons that Hayley still held out hope for Amanda despite her frustratingly flighty nature.

Yes there were other reasons, but, damn it, even without those the way that girl kissed would have easily been enough. For a moment Hayley couldn't help but get lost in those soft lips and their gentle caress as well as that long, agile tongue and the way it playfully toyed with her own. Deep down inside Hayley wanted to move on to kissing her friend's long, lithe neck and nibbling on her tiny, sexy earlobes, but she couldn't for a good, long moment as she allowed herself to take in the joy of Amanda's kiss as Amanda's arms wrapped themselves around her back and her hands made their way to the back of Hayley's head to play with her hair and hold her in the kiss with gentle force.