What Are We?

"What am I doing? I gotta call Poppy." Ximena Sinfuego said to her best friend, Callie Adams Foster. The girl was a whole year older than Callie was, all the more reason to look up to her.

Watching the Latina walk away, she smiled at her phone, subconsciously reaching her hand out and wiping her lips where Ximena had just kissed her.

She snuck a glance the girl's way, then averted her eyes when she felt Ximena watching her.

Bidding a silent goodbye, the brunette left the church where the Latina was taking sanctuary. Gulping, Callie sank down into the grass and dialed her Mom's phone number for a ride home. She had forgotten that her brother Brandon was using the car today.

Heart pounding, stomach in knots. Callie hadn't felt this way about a girl in a while. She had never felt ashamed of herself for being bisexual and knew her family wouldn't care. The only person who actually knew was her younger brother Jude. The brunette just didn't see the big deal in outing herself to her family and hadn't planned on it until a situation much like this would occur.

There was a loud honk, and the brunette looked up to see her Mother was here. Sighing, Callie hitched up her purse and plopped into the passenger's seat, staying silent for the rest of the ride.

She needed to talk to someone about this. She needed to confess. And who was better at giving romance advice (boy or girl) then her younger sister Mariana?

When evening came, she decided now was the best time. Dressed in her pajamas, Callie took a seat at the edge of her sister's bed. The bathroom door creaked open and her sister came out dressed for bed. Sensing Callie needed something, the Latina plopped down right next to the brunette, "What's up?"

"I'm bisexual." Callie admitted, "And I have a crush on someone."

"And why is this the first time I'm hearing about this?"

"Because I wasn't planning on telling anybody until I had feelings for a girl again." The brunette answered.

"Okay. So who's the lucky girl?" Mariana teased, bumping Callie's shoulder with her own.

"It's Ximena, actually." The brunette confessed, her face growing red.

"Ooh! You're blushing, you must really like her."

"Yeah, I really do."

"Do you know if she likes you back?"

"I wouldn't be surprised. She did kiss me today, after all."

"WHAT?" Mariana shouted, bouncing in her seat. She pounced on her older sister and tackled her into a hug.

"Mariana, Mariana!" Callie growled, trying to fight her sister away, "Mari get off!" With one final shove, the Latina landed on her pillow.

"So, are you two like a thing now? What are we calling you? Xallie? Camena?"

"We aren't dating. And besides, I should probably tell Jude about all this."

"Your brother doesn't know that you're bi?" Mariana questioned, sounding surprised.

"No, he knows. I told him about three years ago when I had this crush on a cute girl at school. I just more wanted to tell him about the Ximena situation." The brunette explained.

"Have you told Moms?" Mariana asked.

"No, and don't tell them yet. I don't want to say anything until I ask Ximena about the kiss tomorrow."

Mariana nodded, "Okay."

Callie got up and hugged the girl close, "G'night, Mari."

"Goodnight."

And as the brunette drifted off, Callie's dreams were filled with the girl she so desperately wanted to be with.

"...And so that's what happened." Callie told her younger brother, Jude the following morning.

"So are you two dating now?"

"That's what Mariana asked, and I'm not sure. I was planning to go talk to her about it so please don't tell anyone else. I just figured you should know."

The 14-year-old boy nodded in agreement, smiling as he watched his sister leave to go visit her crush at the church.

"Hey, X!" Callie called, walking inside the church. The Latina looked up at her friend and ran over to her instantly. The smile she was sporting quickly slipped when she saw the look on Callie's face.

"What's wrong?" Ximena asked.

"I, um. I wanted to talk to you about something. About what happened yesterday." The brunette announced, playing with a loose thread on her top.

The Latina bowed her head, "Oh...I—I'm so sorry about that. I wasn't trying to make you uncomfer—"

"You didn't. I just wanted to ask if you liked me that way, or if you just got caught up in the good news."

"Yeah, I really, really like you Callie." Ximena bit her lip, "I'm sorry. I bet I just ruined this, huh? I wish I didn't like you, I just—"

Callie grabbed Ximena's face and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. The Latina was surprised when it ended, staring at the brunette for some sort of explanation.

"I'm bisexual." She admitted, touching foreheads with the Latina, "And for the record? I really, really like you too."

The End