The Chellinator🔥

I have recently hidden a note under one of the rocks at the local skate park. This note contains the location of your next clue. Should you find all the clues, you’ll get the name of Rochelle’s “ideal date location” as told to me by her mother. Should you fail I’ll tell my mother that you’re the kid my dad left Laurie at the skate park for. She’s still very upset about that. Signed, Guess ((@hairdyeextremist

AH-.....I WILL LOOK UNDER EVERY ROCK IN THE SKATE PARK. WHEN I GET HOME....

Also, don't tell her mum abt leaving Laurie at the skate park pls💔

Wh. Huh. What. Oh god no not cauliflower pizza-- this is Paula isn't it? Of course it's Paula.

Wh. Huh. What. Oh god no not cauliflower pizza-- this is Paula isn't it? Of course it's Paula.

noooo

First of Kai locked the door after entering it, then she turned around-

Then saw Rochelle kissing Laurie's just treated knee.

Oh! Hey guys....am I interrupting something-? Also you like left the door open.

Rochelle presses one more kiss to the bandage on Laurie's knee, for good measure. Totally not just because she misses the feeling of something against her lips. Nope.

A thank you, to her nurse..

As soon as she heard KAI was there..?

Yup.

Now, Laurie doesn’t push people.

Rarely.

Right now, was one of those few instances.

She wanted— NEEDED, to know.

What does Raspberry, Chocolate, and Strawberry taste like together?

And if Kai didn’t apply her Strawberry chapstick? No worries.

Kai can taste what Chocolate Raspberries tasted like

She forgot to say ‘Hi’ to one of her girlfriends AGAIN—

She walked towards Kai so that Kai would back up against the door.

Hands slammed into the door behind Kai.

“Kai.. I love you.”

"Hmh!?-"

She lets out a suprised noise, muffled by the kiss. Mind completely blank and then everything came all at once, her face flushed red.

UHH- WAIT LAURIE IS- KISSING ME RIGHT NOW.

Before Laurie could break the kiss she kissed back, hands hesitantly wandered to her cheeks, eyes closing.

Wha-?

Woah.

Laurie. Initiative. Bold.

I... really like this.

Rochelle feels her face grow warm thinking of earlier, of how open and freely she displayed her affection just a few minutes ago. She's seen Laurie bold before, but never... to this extent.

And she's never felt so... weird about it.

She feels nervous. Flustered. Flattered. Palms sweaty, cheeks hot, eyes darting in all directions because she's trying to make sure what's happening at her front door is real--

Laurie. Taking initiative.

Funny.

Eeheehee! I love it!

I'm sure you do...

She's so cool.....

Rochelle's hand ends up over her mouth, and her teeth apparently began to bite at her bottom lip, at one point.... wonder when that happened...

She wonders how Kai feels. Heh.

The funny part is, Rochelle's always thought, if her and her best friend did date, that she's be the one to initiate a kiss. Laurie has never seemed like the type.

She wasn't sure about how Kai and Laurie would work out, since honestly, both of them are kind of hopeless.

First of Kai locked the door after entering it, then she turned around-

Then saw Rochelle kissing Laurie's just treated knee.

Oh! Hey guys....am I interrupting something-? Also you like left the door open.

Rochelle presses one more kiss to the bandage on Laurie's knee, for good measure. Totally not just because she misses the feeling of something against her lips. Nope.

Rochelle opens the door, about as fast as she physically can without making a noise loud enough to wake Zane. (Which is a very high bar, so she's not too worried...)

"Laur! Oh my gosh, you--"

And then Laurie grabs her face.

What?

"--Laur--"

And then she--

"Mmf--!?"

She-?!?

SHE.... LAURIE.....

What.

WHAT.

Rochelle's eyes are as wide as the grand canyon.

WH...what...

"....Mmn."

Oh.

Oh.... this is.... nice...

She lets her eyes close, because, she doesn't know, that's probably what you're supposed to do. Because she's seen it in the movies....

...thinking is kind of hard right now.

There's... it's kind of... what's the word... un-wet??? Dry. That's it. But that's okay.

Soft.

Warm. So warm.

Happy.

Well, Laurie specifically, pedaling down the streets like there was no tomorrow kinda requires a lot of oxygen.

That and getting up after crashing your bike into a bush of your girlfriend’s house.

They separate, and her eyes open.

She breathes in and out, trying to calm her racing heart.

She hopes Rosh didn’t mind her.. somewhat dry lips..

She realizes now that her lips were a bit dry, and runs her tongue across them.

And she hopes that.. Rosh doesn’t mind if..

If she does it again… Oh!

She should ask..

“Uh I.. uhm. Uh.”

“Rosh?”

"Uh-huh..?"

Rochelle nods.

All she can look at is--

is Laurie.

Her... lips, mostly.... she'd really like to do that again--

--wait--

"Ohmygosh. Girl. Come inside first. I'm pretty sure that old lady across the street is homophobic. I do NOT want to be called a slur during the best day of my life."

Rochelle grabs the blonde's hand, interlocks their fingers (and tries to brush off how hers are kind of shaking), and drags her inside, closing the door gently behind them.

She guides Laurie to the couch.

"B-before- uhm-- I would love to do that again but your-- you said something stings? Are you okay?"

She just kissed Laurie. Or, rather, Laurie kissed her, which is arguably WAY CRAZIER. Like. Laurie. LAURIE initiated. Their first kiss.

Their..... first kiss....

Okay, yeah oh ok.. maybe she didn’t mess up.

Heheh, Rosh kissing her..

Oh right— Ms. Johanna…

While Laurie would notice Rosh’s glances towards her lips, she was too preoccupied with looking at HERS.

And- and did she hear that right?

‘Best day of my life’?

Her heart skips a beat, she giggles, and lets herself get dragged into the house. Too euphoric to notice her hands vibrating with excitement, and Rosh’s shaking.

She sits down, and then felt the sting come back when Rosh mentioned it.

“Ohhh.. uh?”

She looked down at her knee, and thank goodness, it only looked like a little scrape.

It would— it would have been really funny if she joined her gfs in a bad knee injury.

“I’m a-okay Rosh, just a little scrape!”

“But uhm.. can..”

“Can we- uh..”

Her eyes looked from Rochelle’s eyes to her lips repeatedly. She missed the feeling and the taste.. raspberry with her own chocolate.. yeah. She wanted to, badly…

She's so cute. Rochelle can't help but smirk. This girl is terrible at hiding what she wants...

Rochelle lifts a hand to Laur's cheek...

...Leans in, close...

...close enough to feel how warm her face is, close enough to feel her shallow breaths....

...and...

She whispers, "...Lemme clean up your knee first, cariño."

And, without another word, she stands up to go to the bathroom, to look for the medical supplies.

Feeling the braided one’s warm breath..

Her breathing went shallow, hands beside her began to shake a little, curling into themselves and the couch. Her eyes closing.

And then Rosh pulled away..

WHAT.

Now that’s— THAT’S evil…

And amusing, somewhat…

The nickname… her stomach churns and blooms into a warm feeling.

Well if Rochelle wants to play this game..

Laurie can be player two.

She stands up, steps careful and calculated. She’s spent years in this house, she knows which spot on the floor will creak.

She finds Rosh in the bathroom.. from what she can recall, the first aid would be in the right, not the left, of the cabinets..

Rochelle doesn’t seem to remember that… good.

She lost the crocs in the crash, they are probably in the bush.. somewhere.

She leans down behind Rochelle, hands slowly inching towards her.

And then she SNAPS HER ARMS, CLOSING THEM WITH A ROSH INSIDE.

Rochelle first shouts in surprise, then giggles out of pure glee, and then--

Oh, that-- oh no--

"Gahahehe-- La- ahah- Laur, that-- that tickles--hee-hee--!!"

Laurie doesn't stop. So after a second or two, the feeling stops being ticklish and starts being... warm. Affection and joy swell in her chest, as she leans backward, further into the blonde.

"I still have to... uh, make sure... your knee is okay..." She murmurs, mind clouding with giddiness once again.

This is nice...

...Wait, no. This is war. Rochelle can't just surrender!

So she swiftly turns her head to counter-attack with a hefty portion of cheek-kisses.

And kisses to the corner of Laurie's lips. Eventually one lands ON her lips, which neither of them are complaining about, she's sure--

She hums contentedly, one hand raising to hold Laur's face again.

Every peck, there was a burst of color in her mind, she doesn’t stop showing Rochelle her love and continues.

Her knee? It can wait, her? Nope.

The tide was turning in her favor— and then she feels Rosh turn around-

They go from her left cheek to..

To.

…

Finally.

She melts into it, closing her eyes, she began to lift Rochelle’s glasses off, the frames didn’t bother her, but she felt like it would allow them to be closer.

She sets it on the tile besides them, and her arms and legs began to close up, hands finding their place on Rosh’s waist, and her back.

She’s seen in movies… cheesy ones, when the guy and gal would.. open their mouths and their tongue came out? But- ugh, no.. how would that even work? How would she bring that up to Rochelle?

They would need to break the kiss again, and she’d rather not.

And would that even feel good? Meh.. maybe when they are grown ups they can try…

But right now? It was just them again.. 💚

Laurie's arms wrap around her, and she feels... tethered.

Finally. She's held to the ground. And nothing could possibly rip her away.

She thinks, for a moment. As she feels her glasses being slipped from her face.

She saw a movie, once, where a man and a woman held each other in a tight embrace, where they kissed like it was the last time they'd ever see each other alive. And in the context of the movie, it was.

Rochelle's always imagined herself as the man, when she daydreamed about it. She never thought she'd actually be able to live that, especially after the world around her made sure she knew that she was supposed to be the woman in those scenes.

She's made it.

...Oh... and there was also...

...hmm...

Didn't they use.. tongue? How would that feel? Would it be nice? Surely not. Right? It's always seemed gross to her. But, hah, don't knock it 'til you try it...

Hm.

She'll think about it.

Later.

She lets her thumb stroke Laurie's cheek on its own. And the other hand finds itself firmly against the back of the blonde's head, making sure that neither of them can let go.

Rochelle opens the door, about as fast as she physically can without making a noise loud enough to wake Zane. (Which is a very high bar, so she's not too worried...)

"Laur! Oh my gosh, you--"

And then Laurie grabs her face.

What?

"--Laur--"

And then she--

"Mmf--!?"

She-?!?

SHE.... LAURIE.....

What.

WHAT.

Rochelle's eyes are as wide as the grand canyon.

WH...what...

"....Mmn."

Oh.

Oh.... this is.... nice...

She lets her eyes close, because, she doesn't know, that's probably what you're supposed to do. Because she's seen it in the movies....

...thinking is kind of hard right now.

There's... it's kind of... what's the word... un-wet??? Dry. That's it. But that's okay.

Soft.

Warm. So warm.

Happy.

Well, Laurie specifically, pedaling down the streets like there was no tomorrow kinda requires a lot of oxygen.

That and getting up after crashing your bike into a bush of your girlfriend’s house.

They separate, and her eyes open.

She breathes in and out, trying to calm her racing heart.

She hopes Rosh didn’t mind her.. somewhat dry lips..

She realizes now that her lips were a bit dry, and runs her tongue across them.

And she hopes that.. Rosh doesn’t mind if..

If she does it again… Oh!

She should ask..

“Uh I.. uhm. Uh.”

“Rosh?”

"Uh-huh..?"

Rochelle nods.

All she can look at is--

is Laurie.

Her... lips, mostly.... she'd really like to do that again--

--wait--

"Ohmygosh. Girl. Come inside first. I'm pretty sure that old lady across the street is homophobic. I do NOT want to be called a slur during the best day of my life."

Rochelle grabs the blonde's hand, interlocks their fingers (and tries to brush off how hers are kind of shaking), and drags her inside, closing the door gently behind them.

She guides Laurie to the couch.

"B-before- uhm-- I would love to do that again but your-- you said something stings? Are you okay?"

She just kissed Laurie. Or, rather, Laurie kissed her, which is arguably WAY CRAZIER. Like. Laurie. LAURIE initiated. Their first kiss.

Their..... first kiss....

Okay, yeah oh ok.. maybe she didn’t mess up.

Heheh, Rosh kissing her..

Oh right— Ms. Johanna…

While Laurie would notice Rosh’s glances towards her lips, she was too preoccupied with looking at HERS.

And- and did she hear that right?

‘Best day of my life’?

Her heart skips a beat, she giggles, and lets herself get dragged into the house. Too euphoric to notice her hands vibrating with excitement, and Rosh’s shaking.

She sits down, and then felt the sting come back when Rosh mentioned it.

“Ohhh.. uh?”

She looked down at her knee, and thank goodness, it only looked like a little scrape.

It would— it would have been really funny if she joined her gfs in a bad knee injury.

“I’m a-okay Rosh, just a little scrape!”

“But uhm.. can..”

“Can we- uh..”

Her eyes looked from Rochelle’s eyes to her lips repeatedly. She missed the feeling and the taste.. raspberry with her own chocolate.. yeah. She wanted to, badly…

She's so cute. Rochelle can't help but smirk. This girl is terrible at hiding what she wants...

Rochelle lifts a hand to Laur's cheek...

...Leans in, close...

...close enough to feel how warm her face is, close enough to feel her shallow breaths....

...and...

She whispers, "...Lemme clean up your knee first, cariño."

And, without another word, she stands up to go to the bathroom, to look for the medical supplies.

Feeling the braided one’s warm breath..

Her breathing went shallow, hands beside her began to shake a little, curling into themselves and the couch. Her eyes closing.

And then Rosh pulled away..

WHAT.

Now that’s— THAT’S evil…

And amusing, somewhat…

The nickname… her stomach churns and blooms into a warm feeling.

Well if Rochelle wants to play this game..

Laurie can be player two.

She stands up, steps careful and calculated. She’s spent years in this house, she knows which spot on the floor will creak.

She finds Rosh in the bathroom.. from what she can recall, the first aid would be in the right, not the left, of the cabinets..

Rochelle doesn’t seem to remember that… good.

She lost the crocs in the crash, they are probably in the bush.. somewhere.

She leans down behind Rochelle, hands slowly inching towards her.

And then she SNAPS HER ARMS, CLOSING THEM WITH A ROSH INSIDE.

Rochelle first shouts in surprise, then giggles out of pure glee, and then--

Oh, that-- oh no--

"Gahahehe-- La- ahah- Laur, that-- that tickles--hee-hee--!!"

Laurie doesn't stop. So after a second or two, the feeling stops being ticklish and starts being... warm. Affection and joy swell in her chest, as she leans backward, further into the blonde.

"I still have to... uh, make sure... your knee is okay..." She murmurs, mind clouding with giddiness once again.

This is nice...

...Wait, no. This is war. Rochelle can't just surrender!

So she swiftly turns her head to counter-attack with a hefty portion of cheek-kisses.

And kisses to the corner of Laurie's lips. Eventually one lands ON her lips, which neither of them are complaining about, she's sure--

She hums contentedly, one hand raising to hold Laur's face again.

Rochelle opens the door, about as fast as she physically can without making a noise loud enough to wake Zane. (Which is a very high bar, so she's not too worried...)

"Laur! Oh my gosh, you--"

And then Laurie grabs her face.

What?

"--Laur--"

And then she--

"Mmf--!?"

She-?!?

SHE.... LAURIE.....

What.

WHAT.

Rochelle's eyes are as wide as the grand canyon.

WH...what...

"....Mmn."

Oh.

Oh.... this is.... nice...

She lets her eyes close, because, she doesn't know, that's probably what you're supposed to do. Because she's seen it in the movies....

...thinking is kind of hard right now.

There's... it's kind of... what's the word... un-wet??? Dry. That's it. But that's okay.

Soft.

Warm. So warm.

Happy.

Well, Laurie specifically, pedaling down the streets like there was no tomorrow kinda requires a lot of oxygen.

That and getting up after crashing your bike into a bush of your girlfriend’s house.

They separate, and her eyes open.

She breathes in and out, trying to calm her racing heart.

She hopes Rosh didn’t mind her.. somewhat dry lips..

She realizes now that her lips were a bit dry, and runs her tongue across them.

And she hopes that.. Rosh doesn’t mind if..

If she does it again… Oh!

She should ask..

“Uh I.. uhm. Uh.”

“Rosh?”

"Uh-huh..?"

Rochelle nods.

All she can look at is--

is Laurie.

Her... lips, mostly.... she'd really like to do that again--

--wait--

"Ohmygosh. Girl. Come inside first. I'm pretty sure that old lady across the street is homophobic. I do NOT want to be called a slur during the best day of my life."

Rochelle grabs the blonde's hand, interlocks their fingers (and tries to brush off how hers are kind of shaking), and drags her inside, closing the door gently behind them.

She guides Laurie to the couch.

"B-before- uhm-- I would love to do that again but your-- you said something stings? Are you okay?"

She just kissed Laurie. Or, rather, Laurie kissed her, which is arguably WAY CRAZIER. Like. Laurie. LAURIE initiated. Their first kiss.

Their..... first kiss....

Okay, yeah oh ok.. maybe she didn’t mess up.

Heheh, Rosh kissing her..

Oh right— Ms. Johanna…

While Laurie would notice Rosh’s glances towards her lips, she was too preoccupied with looking at HERS.

And- and did she hear that right?

‘Best day of my life’?

Her heart skips a beat, she giggles, and lets herself get dragged into the house. Too euphoric to notice her hands vibrating with excitement, and Rosh’s shaking.

She sits down, and then felt the sting come back when Rosh mentioned it.

“Ohhh.. uh?”

She looked down at her knee, and thank goodness, it only looked like a little scrape.

It would— it would have been really funny if she joined her gfs in a bad knee injury.

“I’m a-okay Rosh, just a little scrape!”

“But uhm.. can..”

“Can we- uh..”

Her eyes looked from Rochelle’s eyes to her lips repeatedly. She missed the feeling and the taste.. raspberry with her own chocolate.. yeah. She wanted to, badly…

She's so cute. Rochelle can't help but smirk. This girl is terrible at hiding what she wants...

Rochelle lifts a hand to Laur's cheek...

...Leans in, close...

...close enough to feel how warm her face is, close enough to feel her shallow breaths....

...and...

She whispers, "...Lemme clean up your knee first, cariño."

And, without another word, she stands up to go to the bathroom, to look for the medical supplies.

Rochelle opens the door, about as fast as she physically can without making a noise loud enough to wake Zane. (Which is a very high bar, so she's not too worried...)

"Laur! Oh my gosh, you--"

And then Laurie grabs her face.

What?

"--Laur--"

And then she--

"Mmf--!?"

She-?!?

SHE.... LAURIE.....

What.

WHAT.

Rochelle's eyes are as wide as the grand canyon.

WH...what...

"....Mmn."

Oh.

Oh.... this is.... nice...

She lets her eyes close, because, she doesn't know, that's probably what you're supposed to do. Because she's seen it in the movies....

...thinking is kind of hard right now.

There's... it's kind of... what's the word... un-wet??? Dry. That's it. But that's okay.

Soft.

Warm. So warm.

Happy.

Well, Laurie specifically, pedaling down the streets like there was no tomorrow kinda requires a lot of oxygen.

That and getting up after crashing your bike into a bush of your girlfriend’s house.

They separate, and her eyes open.

She breathes in and out, trying to calm her racing heart.

She hopes Rosh didn’t mind her.. somewhat dry lips..

She realizes now that her lips were a bit dry, and runs her tongue across them.

And she hopes that.. Rosh doesn’t mind if..

If she does it again… Oh!

She should ask..

“Uh I.. uhm. Uh.”

“Rosh?”

"Uh-huh..?"

Rochelle nods.

All she can look at is--

is Laurie.

Her... lips, mostly.... she'd really like to do that again--

--wait--

"Ohmygosh. Girl. Come inside first. I'm pretty sure that old lady across the street is homophobic. I do NOT want to be called a slur during the best day of my life."

Rochelle grabs the blonde's hand, interlocks their fingers (and tries to brush off how hers are kind of shaking), and drags her inside, closing the door gently behind them.

She guides Laurie to the couch.

"B-before- uhm-- I would love to do that again but your-- you said something stings? Are you okay?"

She just kissed Laurie. Or, rather, Laurie kissed her, which is arguably WAY CRAZIER. Like. Laurie. LAURIE initiated. Their first kiss.

Their..... first kiss....