Lorraine POV

She had only ever dated guys, where she had grown up, being different just wasn't an option – it was a miracle she was so successful, after all it was the norm there to get to 16, have a kid and spend your life on benefits, but she knew she was worth more.

There was always something missing though, she had never found her twin flame – the person she wanted to spend her life with. She put it down to being busy, her whole life was the empire she had built – it had taken long hours, hard work and lots of late nights. A combination which didn't leave much space for a relationship.

It wasn't that she had a problem with gay people, after all Nikki was her best friend, it was just that she didn't think she was one of them. Throughout her whole life she had only ever been with me – not even a drunken kiss on a night with friends, so she had to be straight.

The problem was that if she was straight, why did she feel so bad now? "Snap out of it" she thought to herself, "you only feel bad because she's your friend and you don't want her to be awkward around you".

By the time she had walked down to her car she had already decided what she would d- she would simply leave her alone over Easter, and then when they returned for the summer term she would act as though nothing was different. Of course it might be awkward at first but she was sure they would get over it – after all, Nikki was her best friend, she didn't like to think about her future without her in it.

As she drove home she thought about the last time she had been on a date – it was that long ago she could barely remember it. Maybe she should arrange one, after all she was never short of people asking her out.

Using her hands-free system she flicked through her contacts until she stopped on one in particular, "he's nice and friendly, good job, look good" she said to herself and pressed the call button.

"James, hi it's Lorraine, I was wondering if you were free to meet for a drink on Saturday night? She named a trendy bar in town she knew he would like "9 o'clock? Yep that's great, see you then." That was it, all arranged, she was going on a date. It was the right thing to do, she was sure.