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Sara's POV
I huffed, my heart aching as I gathered my belongings from the plastic bin and headed my way down to my terminal. I took a seat next to a pre-teen girl who was clutching a camera in her hand, she stiffened as I sat next to her and got up and stood by who it looked to be her mother. Frigid bitch.
I got my passport and ticket ready as the flight attendant called for the people who were boarding the plane, standing behind an elderly man in line. The flight attendant swiped my ticket as her eyes raked over my face, "Enjoy your flight!" she called as she passed me my things. I nodded and smiled at the others who greeted me as I entered the plane, finding my seat at the very back of the plane, buckled my seat belt, and pulled out my phone. "1 new text from 'Tegan'." the screen read, and I immediately checked the message. "Wish you were here."
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(Five hours later)
I hopped onto my big comfy bed and sobbed quietly, feeling as if a giant hole was being pierced through my stomach. I slowly sat up, rubbing my eyes tiredly, and stripped off my clothes, dumping them into my empty laundry bin. I walked around my loft, almost tripping over my luggage that I just lazily left on the floor, and jumped into my shower, adjusting the water to an acceptably cold temperature. I fought the shiver that was about to rush through me, the cold water running through my hair and down my back. I grabbed a random shampoo bottle, applied some on my palm and rubbed the cream on my hair. I huffed, my body getting comfortable with the temperature of the water, so I turned the temperature lower. I grabbed a loofah and applied some body wash onto it. I scrubbed my body harshly, getting all my frustration out, and of course, all I can think of right now is my sister. I rinsed my hair and body once more and shut off the water, wrapping a towel around my shivering body, drying off slowly.
Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.
I rushed out of the washroom desperately, dropping my towel on the floor carelessly as I answered the phone.
"Hello?" I asked playfully, expecting to hear the voice of Tegan.
"Hey Sara! It's me Emy."
"Oh hey Emy, how's it going?" I asked, shocked that Tegan hasn't called yet.
"Ugh, well I was wondering, since now you're back in town, if I could come over and we could, ya know, watch some movies?" Emy asked shyly. I'm so tired.
"Yeah sure, why not?"
"Awesome, I'll be there soon I guess." She laughed, a hint of joy in her voice, she giggled a little more, as I was about to say goodbye, I heard the familiar click and tone, she hung up, oh thank God.
I picked up the towel that I just littered on the floor and walked my bare self towards my room.
"What to wear?" I asked myself, looking through my drawers, grabbing a bra, underwear, a fitted black shirt, and comfortable sweat pants. I closed my door cautiously, even though nobody was here and started to put on the pile of clothes, my hair still damp.
I sat still on my bed for about fifteen minutes, not moving one bit until Emy arrived. Thinking about drowning in Tegan's hazel eyes, and the flakes of gold in them, even though we happened to have the same eyes. I heard quiet knocks on the door and I got up to answer it.
"Hey Sara!" Emy waved, clutching a grocery bag in her hand.
"Heeeey," I answered smoothly, "Come in." She walked past me as I held the door open for her, her eyes wandering, searching for something I guess. I walked towards the couch, I motioned for her to follow, and I took a seat properly for once, she sat at the opposite end of the couch awkwardly.
"Okay so I brought, 'Girl, Interrupted', and 'Heathers'." I nodded, slightly paying attention.
"Winona fan I'm guessing?" I asked smugly.
"HUGE fan actually." She laughed, being perky as usual.
I giggled slightly and walked over towards the pretty large Television set.
I hopped back onto the couch, Emy scooting a little closer to me; I coughed awkwardly as the movie started.
...
As the movie played I couldn't help but notice that I and Winona happened to have similar haircuts and our clothes happen to look alike also... Weird.
Emy shifted uncomfortably during the scene that Winona plants a kiss on Angelina.
My heart filled with sorrow during the scene of Brittany Murphy's suicide, she definitely died too soon.
As the credits rolled in, I couldn't help but feel depressed, this movie always got to me, and it must've gotten to Emy too because I think I see tears in her eyes.
"Are you crying?" I joked playfully, a smile spreading on my face.
"Yes." She admitted shamefully, the pathetic smile on her face made me laugh even harder.
"What? I'm not made of stone." She giggled hitting my rib playfully.
I got up lazily, popping 'Heathers' into the DVD player.
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I smiled to myself, I remember when all my straight girl friends had major crushes on Christian Slater, and now he's some pervert, ha, he probably was always one. But then again, I used to have a crush on Winona and now she's out stealing shit, but I guess I can't blame her, if I was under the public eye all the time I'd pretty much would want to do the same thing.
I guess I've always loved this movie, which is pretty obvious because I've seen it like fourteen times, but hey, I was young.
As we continued to watch the movie, Emy found her way closer to me, sort of like, snuggling closer to me, laying her head slightly on my shoulder, which made me gulp nervously.
...
"Sara?" Emy mumbled as the credits rolled, her and I just staring blankly at the screen.
"Hmm?"
"'Kay umm," Emy mumbled even more, getting up into a crouching position to face me.
"I really like you Sara, and ya know, I was wondering, ugh, if you'd like to..." Oh no, she's asking me out!
"Be my girlfriend? Like, I-I know we haven't actually went on an official date but we've hung a lot so I thought it would really matter..." She continued, stuttering nervously, her eyes on her lap, you can hear the embarrassment in her voice.
Oh fuck! What do I say? I mean I love Tegan, but it's not going to happen. I turned to tender shade of red as Emy waited anxiously for my response, my stomach knotting tightly.
"Yes." I blurted out, deciding I'd give it a try.
"Really?" She grinned happily.
"Yes, but we have to take it slow, deal?" I asked, creases forming on my forehead.
"Deal!" She yelled, and out of nowhere, I see Emy's hands fly out, planting themselves on either sides of my cheeks, as she dragged her face closer to the one in her hands, planting a soft but a little harsh kiss on my lips, she deepened the kiss a tad bit and pulled back, grinning at my horrific expression. That was not slow!
"Well I really have to go." Emy jumped up and collecting her DVD's and things.
"I'll call you tomorrow." She yawned as she walked towards the door.
"Bye." I squeaked after she waved.
I banged my head on the door a little too harshly and walked to my bedroom, grabbing my blinking blackberry to see that I've had six missed calls, from Tegan. Squeezing my eyes tightly, I slowly regretted not turning Emy down. I checked my phone once more and noticed I had a text from Tegan.
"Why aren't you answering my calls? :(" I instantly pressed reply as the guilt washed over me.
"Sorry Teegz, Emy was just over, she kinda asked me to be her girlfriend and I accepted." I confessed, sending it after many thoughts.
After about thirty seconds or so, Tegan messaged me back.
"Oh... Congrats." Oh? "Oh" doesn't sound that great.
"Thanks, Tegan." I texted her back as my stomach turned.
She didn't message me back.
This isn't good, you can tell Tegan isn't okay with Emy, and when Tegan isn't alright with things, shit happens... Hell yeah well of fucking course shit happens, it's Tegan for crying out loud!
I turned off the bright shining light that illuminated the room and hopped onto the middle of the bed landing with a "huff", I sunk underneath the comforter and let my imaginations run wild.
I'm so goddamn hopeless.