Author's Note: This chapter mentions Adrian's masturbation experiences and explores this part of her. It is not explicit in anyway. In fact you could probably over look it or mistake it completely. It's something we all seem to learn at a young age... Just thought I bring it up before you read the chapter Also this chapter touches on discrimination against homosexuals.

Chapter 2.

Adrian frowned as she watched Ashley fall to her knees. She felt the overwhelming sensation of going up to her and helping her out. But she couldn't force her limbs to obey. There was a part of her that refused the idea of helping her. But suddenly she found herself questioning why. The look in Ashley's eyes sent shivers down her spine. In what right did she have to accuse her of murder? She knew the facts of the case, it was proven that Grace's father would have crashed anyways. So, why did she still hold this grudge? Why did she still hold onto something that was ruining a young girls life? Adrian pondered this as she went about picking up trash. Adrian jabbed an old discarded McDonald's bag.

Adrian was serving community service, fifty hours, after a night of too much drinking. She thought it would be fun to go and get McDonald's. A police officer saw her swerving and pulled her over. To make matters worse, she refused to take the sobriety tests. As she sat in a cell, the pleasant buzz slowly transforming into a hangover, she realized how stupid she was. Grace's fathers death was at first considered the result of drunk driving. She should have known better.

As she continued walking around the park, cursing litterbugs, she found herself looking towards Ashley. She was sulking not a hundred yards away, her movements sluggish. Adrian had seen her from time to time, and she was usually full of energy. Even if she didn't always expose it. But she was always quick with a come back or a witty comment. It was one thing Adrian secretly admired about her. She could sometimes come up with a witty one liner, or a come back. Now Adrian was paralyzed as she stared at Ashley. There were other things about Ashley she liked. She wasn't the hottest girl around, but she was fairly attractive.

"Adrian Lee!" An Officer shouted. She quickly snapped out of her stare and quickly began jabbing furiously at the litter at the ground. "And stay like that." Adrian wanted to go up to him and give him a mouthful, but decided against it. She was in enough trouble as it was. But still as she worked, she kept stealing glances at Ashley.

She bit her lip. She felt those feelings starting to return. For quite awhile now she found herself looking at women rather then men. She found men pleasing to the eye and she loved having a strong hand caress her features. Yet there was something about a women that excited her. She often wondered what it would feel like to have a soft feminine hand glide over her body. When she was alone, she found herself fantasizing about such thoughts. These were some of her first thoughts when she discovered the pleasure, but quickly she abandoned them, only taking them out on rare occasions. But as the years grew, and the girls she knew matured, she found herself bringing those fantasies out more. She felt dirty for these thoughts. She didn't feel dirty for the act, she had come to know that almost everyone does. Her mother had never shown any hostilities towards these thoughts. But still, she found herself ashamed and feeling guilty. But these were the fantasies she loved the most, the ones she obtained the most pleasure from.

But when she entered high school she quickly tried to hide these feelings. The fantasies she wanted to feel explode within her, became wrong. Her first week as a Freshman caused this. A girl by the name of Amanda had come out to her family over the summer. Word spread and she had effectively became the outcast. At first no one would treat her like an equal. No one except the teachers would even be kind to her. Eventually she found a group of friends and supporters, but Adrian couldn't let go of what she saw. When Adrian lay awake at night, listening at the empty apartment, she would consider why she became the way she was. Was she using Ricky to prove she was straight? Better to be a slut then a queer, right? It wasn't that she didn't find Ricky attractive or good in the sack. She enjoyed it immensely, but she still felt like she was denying a part of herself. Suppressing who she is. For awhile she thought she had finally beaten those feelings. That she was straight after all. She knew there was nothing wrong with being gay, but admitting to herself that she was, or more bisexual as the case was, was something she couldn't do. She kept seeing Amanda alone on those first few months of High School.

But now, watching Ashley, she felt those feelings return in full swing. She didn't try to suppress them, in fact she was loving the feelings. It was like she was being set free. She turned her attention towards the other girls within the group. She knew none of the other girls, and none of them seemed to have what Ashley had.

When the park was finally cleaned up, ready for the next batch of litterers, they handed in their gear. Adrian felt exhausted as she walked towards the parking lot. It wasn't a physical fatigue, but more of the mental kind. Though she was tired, she felt something more. She felt almost excited as she walked towards her car. It wasn't until she spotted Ashley standing quietly that she realized why she was so happy about. It was because of her, she thought. She bit her lip again, and she almost laughed. When did she start that? Another realization hit her, she had finally come to terms with her sexuality, or at least was willing to examine the possibility.

She went to unlock her car, when she glanced over at Ashley again she knew what she had to do. She pocketed her keys and walked over to the girl. At first Ashley's stance stiffened, her eyes grew angry and cold. Yet her face remained the same stoic face.

"What do you want?" Ashley asked coldly.

"Look I want to apologize" Adrian mumbled. She stared down at the floor. She was never much for saying sorry. But she knew she was doing a terrible job so she lifted her head and spoke more clearly. "I wanted to apologize, for earlier."

"I heard you the first time." Ashley said.

"You need a ride?" Adrian offered, gesturing towards her car.

"I don't go that way, sorry." Ashley said smirking. But her face looked confused. At the comment Adrian's apologetic face turned scared. "I er... sorry." Ashley blushed with embarrassment. Adrian wondered whether it was because her comeback failed, or if she really meant it.

"So what is it?" Adrian asked quietly.

"Sure." Ashley said. Adrian's heart leapt with joy, and she was stunned by this. Why should she be happy she took her offer?