A/N – I changed Ran's father's occupation. Originally her was an orthodontist. His new occupation is better for my story…as you will see later.
Chapter 12 – The Talk and Friday Night Plans
Amber looked at her friend and mentally prepared herself for the "talk" Ran wanted to have with her. She thought it was going to be more a lecture on how there are plenty of people out there to date, she is going to college next year and there will be plenty of girls and guys for her to meet, how she knows she is hurting right now but it will get better in time, etc. Stuff she really did not want to hear. What she wanted to hear was how to get Sam back. Nothing mattered right now but that.
"Amber, I really need you to listen to me and remember regardless how mad you get at me about some things I say, I love you. Ok?" Amber nodded, "Ams honey, you got some issues you need to deal with…no listen, you promised…girl, again I love you, but, sweetie, this thing with Sam scares me. It scares me bad. You scare me bad. I know you love her, that was obvious and I think she loved you and may still be in love with you and I really think when she said a break she meant a break and not a break up. But, Ams, you are obsessed with her. You're obsessed with the Carly thing as well, and like I said she is not a bad person. Hell, Sam and Carly had been friends for about as long as we have and Sam never cared if we hung out and besides yesterday she never got jealous of our friendship. Imagine if you and I had a terrible fight and stopped being friends and a year later we decided to make up. How would you feel? If you were dating someone who did not like it, what would you do for me? I know I myself would tell that person they had to deal with it of fuck off. I would tell them Amber St. Claire is the most important person in my life and he would either have to deal with it or get lost. That is what you mean to me and Carly and Sam had the same thing."
Amber interrupted, "Yeah but we are different. I mean…first, you never told me we could not be friends when you found out I liked girls. Second, I love you, Ran, but not in a romantic or sexual way like the way Sam loves Carly. I know she does! And third, you never hated Sam like Carly hates me and would never try to break us up like Carly did Sam and me. I don't care what you said, that bitch told her to break up with me…I am sure of it!" Amber was waving her hands around while she talked.
"Amber, I am going to tell you something I never told you or anyone else. First, I knew you liked girls since we were in elementary school. I used to spy on you and Kristy Macklin way back in seventh grade making out. At first I got jealous since I thought you were practicing kissing with her and thought it should have been me you should be practicing with." Ran laughed and Amber chuckled, "But after a while when you and her kept sneaking off I realized you were not practicing but doing it because you liked it. I always thought she was the first girl you had sex with."
Amber looked up, "Nah…we fooled around and felt each other up and stuff…I did want to go down on her but she was too scared…well I was too and I was sorta glad she said no. I would not have known what to do." Amber laughed. "But that was all we did. You know who my first was…I told you."
"Yeah, but not at that time I didn't…anyway I was not bothered then. I thought you were just having fun and stuff. But when you told me you were into woman sexually, it kind of freaked me out. I could not understand how you could like both boys and girls like that. I mean I could not understand, was she gay? Was she just curious? I did not understand then. I never let you know it, but I did think…just briefly…what if she hits on me? What do I do then? Remember how I avoided you the next few days?"
Amber looked up, "Yeah, but you said it was because you got in trouble and were grounded. Why didn't you tell me? And I do like boys…sometimes…but prefer girls so I guess I am gay."
"Yeah I know now, but then…hell I had no experience in dating or anything. I never even kissed a boy until the end of our sophomore year."
Amber grinned, "Made up for it through huh? I told you when we were younger you spent too much time on the soccer field and volleyball court. Plus your mom and dad did not let you date until you were what…sixteen?" She finished with a giggle. Ran's mom and dad could be strict.
Ran laughed, "Shut up…anyway I needed time to think about what it meant for us. And after a few days I said the hell with it she is my best friend and who cares. But the point is, I had concerns just like Carly apparently did when her best friend told her she was gay. Do you see where I am going with this?"
"You…you should have told me…I…I never knew you felt that way."
"And what if I did, Ams? What if I would have told you that we could not be friends until I sorted things out? You feelings would have been hurt…just like Sam's…then we would have got into a huge fight and maybe never been friends again. See, things could have been different between us. Just like Sam and Carly. Yeah, from what you told me, Carly overreacted. She could have thought before she said anything, but she didn't."
"Yeah, but there is another difference…you do not want me in that way like Carly wants Sam. You did not break us up and never would have thought about it. You would have seen how in love I was like Sam was with me and not drove a wedge between us. I know…"
"Chill, girl, I do not see how look at it that way. Carly is not gay. What makes you think she wants Sam that way. Maybe she just wants Sam back as her friend. I think it upset her as much as it did Sam."
"Good! She deserves all the pain she can get! And how do you know she is not gay? She never dates anyone for a long time and face it…she is the prettiest girl in school and could get anyone she wanted. How do you know she is not gay?"
"Amber honey, you are looking for a reason to hate her. I have seen her mackin on guys at parties and she did not look gay then. Just try and understand Sam and Carly are friends like we are. And like I said, there is no way I would let anyone come between us and I know you feel the same."
"They are not like us! Carly hates me and never wanted me to be with Sam! It is all her fault! She is a mean cold bitch!"
"Baby, stop acting silly, Carly is really not like that. I got to know her a little and she is a nice person, truly. I know you and her have issues that go way back but have you ever thought why you dislike her…and let's leave Sam out of the picture right now."
Amber sighed, "Yeah she hated me ever since freshman year and called me a freak. And then she made fun of me and my friends on that stupid web show and then she joined Tiffany and her group and they made fun of me all last year and this year again. I mean…why me, Ran, why do they hate me so much! I just mind my own business and they won't leave me alone!" Amber started crying again. Her emotions were a train wreck and everything that hurt her came to the surface. Ran hugged her and the crying girl placed her head on her friends shoulder.
"Amber, think about the thing with Carly…you said and did things to her as well. Remember? You are the sweetest girl I know, truly, but you are so brilliant. I do not mean just smart, but you are truly a brilliant girl and you can turn that brain of yours to work on devious plots as well."
Amber grinned as she thought about some of the things she did, well I did not start it…they did.
Ran continued, "I have no idea why they pick you out of all people to pick on the most. Maybe they are not used to anyone standing up to them like you do. I mean…you don't role over like a lot of the kids they pick on. And sometimes I think their jealous…yes and hear me out. They are jealous of your brains and looks. Don't look at me like that…yes your looks. You are a beautiful girl and almost every guy in school talks about you as being a super hottie. They are jealous of that."
"They do not...think I am a hottie." She muttered and looked up. Ran looked into her eyes and smiled.
"Yeah, silly, they do. Jason told me last week there was poll going around to the boys in their click that Tiffany started. It was to vote on the sexiest senior girl in the school. Tiffany started it herself thinking she would be number one, but she was not even in the top five and you beat her out. Oh she was pissed from what Jason said. By the way, you made the top five."
Amber chuckled, "That was a stupid poll…I cannot believe boys are so stupid. So…ummm…what number did I get?"
Ran laughed, "Number two actually. Stacy Holloway was three and Keisha was four and Sam was five." Ran frowned in mock sadness, "I was seven by the way. Tiffany was six."
Amber kissed Ran's check, "You should have been higher than me and Sam should have too."
"Yeah but Sam was not girly enough for them and maybe I was not either, they wanted feminine girls I guess."
"Umm…who was number one?"
"Well…you know I forgot…don't give me that look…you know who I am going to say…Carly was number one ok…God!"
"Figures…God I HATE HER!" She started to cry again and laid her head in Ran's lap.
Ran handed Amber a tissue and stoked the other girl's hair while she continued, "Ams, enough about Carly…you and her don't like one another, but she is Sam's friend and if you and Sam will ever be together again you are going to have to accept it. And face it; Sam does not have many friends."
Amber muttered, "She had me…and you are her friend and Jason and…she ad friends."
"Yeah, I get along with her…well used to…and so does Jason, but I would not call her my friend and Jason feels the same way. I mean we don't dislike her or anything…of course I am mad at her for breaking your heart…but honestly Amber…she scares me a little and I am sorry she hurt you…but…well," Ran started braiding the red locks in Amber's hair as she thought of the best way to word her thoughts, "…I was kinda relieved when I heard she broke up with you. I was scared for you a lot of times. Sam has a horrible temper and…well she can be violent at times…I've seen it."
Amber sat up and turned her head to her friend, "No! She is sweet and wonderful and would never hurt me like that! You don't know her like I do…she is a wonderful person and very kind…"
Ran pulled her friend back to her lap and continued to braid her hair, "Ok…ok…sorry…but I need to talk about something else…seriously." Amber wiped her eyes and nodded, "Amber, you kind of scare me right now…well not kind of…you do scare the hell out of me right now. That text you sent and then the comments about not wanting to live without Sam worries me. I'm afraid you may do something stupid. When your mom and dad died, I could not and still cannot and will not even try to understand the pain you were going through. I loved your mom and dad, Ams, a great deal and I was hurt they died, but they were your parents and the pain you had was nothing I could pretend to understand. I saw what it was doing to you and my heart broke for you. At times I could not stand to watch you and I would leave to go play soccer or do something I knew you would not like because seeing you like that and knowing I could not help you was tearing me up on the inside. I would leave you to my mother because watching your pain was unbearable to me. It hurt me to see you like that. I would pray every night for two things, Ams, I would pray that you would feel better and for the pain you were feeling to go away and I also…also prayed that nothing would happen to my mom and dad so I would not have to feel the hurt you did."
Amber looked up at her friend and saw Ran's eyes were watery. Ran continued, "And I see that same pain in your eyes now. And it scares me to no end. I am worried you may try to do something…Ams, you love Sam but you are also obsessed with her and I'm scared that obsession is going to drive you to do something stupid." Amber noticed how Ran's voice cracked a little and she looked up and saw her friend was crying. Not sobbing or blubbering like she does, but tears made their way down her pretty face. Ran never cried. Amber saw her cry once in their friendship. That was when her parents died. Ran was not like her, she was tough emotionally and could take a lot. She sat up and hugged Ran tight and once again she was crying.
"Ran…I…don't cry…I would not do anything like that." Amber said and Ran thought it sounded a little too unconvincing. She squeezed her friend tighter.
"I'm afraid, Ams, I really am…I…can't lose you...I…you are my best friend and if you…just trust me…please. If things get that bad…talk to me…I…I cannot lose you, k."
Amber once again felt the affection for Ran very deeply. She knew they were best friends and loved one another, but she never knew Ran felt that deeply about her. She kissed Ran on the cheek again and hugged. "I…I…it hurts, Ran…I…it hurts bad and I miss her, but I promise nothing stupid, k."
Ran rubbed her hand up and down on her friends back in a soothing manner and she cried harder herself, "Ok."
Amber felt guilty she could not tell her friend that while she was in the bathroom washing her face she saw the old razor blade in the medicine cabinet. She could not tell Ran that she thought how easier it would be to break it open and get out the blade. How only a few cuts in her skin would end her pain and everything would be better. It would be that simple. But then the girl thought of how much it would hurt and the blood and mess and decided no not that way…something that would not hurt or make me bleed…pills that would be the way I would do it.
Amber pulled herself away and wiped her eyes and let out a small smile, "No…I'm fine…I won't do that I promise…how could I leave you? I would not do that to you."
Ran wiped her eyes as well and smiled, "Good…'cause I need someone to help me convince your brother he loves me." Both girls laughed. Ran stood up, turned, and stretched. When she did her tee shirt rose up to uncover her panties. They were blue high cut cotton panties with lace on them and formed her well shaped butt perfectly. Amber turned her head and felt deep shame about the thought she just had about her friend after the conversation the two just finished. She stood and walked in the kitchen. She felt a little better, still heart broken but at least the awful thought of what she was seriously thinking about was gone. She owed Ran so much.
Ran walked to the washer and put her clothes in the dryer and found Amber in the kitchen cleaning up. She turned and smiled at Ran. Even in an old tee shirt and cotton panties and with red puffy eyes and a red nose, she is still so beautiful and graceful…as long as she does not try sports. Ran thought. Yeah Amber, I lied, if I was gay you would soooo be my type.
"So this is the plan. When my clothes get dry we are going to my house and hang out, watch TV and let my mom and dad fawn over you, eat diner, go to the football game, and hook up with Jason and maybe hit up a party. How's that sound?
"Well…I could stay here…I kind of want to be alone. Hang out with me for a little while longer through. I'm not in the mood for parties and I have never been to a school football game in my life so why should I go now? Plus all my makeup and clothes are at Sam's house."
"Nope! We are doing my plan…and not another word. We can skip the party and just come home after the game. You have jeans in your room…don't give me that look…God then wear what you did to school. No one saw you wearing them." Ran knew her friend well and knew the girl never wore the same outfit to a social function that she wore to school the same day and God forbid if she wore the same outfit twice in the same two week period. "And we will buy you some makeup today…k?"
Amber started to get annoyed a little, "Ran, I told you I am fine…I don't need you to baby sit me…my God what are you going to do…put me on a suicide watch or something." Amber let out a fake giggle.
"For your information, that is exactly what I am doing and if I have too I will hide every sharp item I can find and take all your shoe laces and belts and hide them. You are coming with me…plus mom and dad would love to see you and have you spend some time with us."
"I don't own any shoes with laces…they are tacky." Amber muttered and surrendered to her friend. It would be good to have the company and she adores Ran's mom and dad. They were so different than her parents. They were somewhat stricter with Ran than Amber's mom and dad were to her and somewhat traditional in their Korean heritage, but Amber thought Mr. Isuel had a great sense of humor and would have her laughing for hours. Ran's mom was not as out going as her mom had been and demeanor in her personality, but she was a loving and caring woman who Amber relied on a great deal in the past. Amber thought Mrs. Isuel was a beautiful woman where Ran got her looks from. As much as they tried to get her to call them by their first name, Amber still referred to them as Mr. and Mrs. Isuel.
"Ok…gesh…I will stay with you for a while…but if you think you are going to get me to put out for you, forget it! You had your chance!"
Ran laughed, "You would only be so lucky…So where do we go to buy this special makeup of yours anyway? I know you of would never be caught dead buying just your everyday makeup at the local pharmacy…" She stopped and looked at Amber. Both girls heard the loud clicking clanging noise that sounded like it was coming from the wash room. Amber gave Ran a curious look as Ran's eyes went wide.
"Oh shit! I forgot!" She yelled out and ran to the wash room
"Forgot what? Ran if you break my dryer so help me…" Amber ran after her and let out a cry of pain as her leg hit the corner of the door and she stumble. Yeah, maybe Ran is right, I am a klutz; shegot up quickly and was not hurt much. Amber got to the washroom and saw Ran bending over with her head in the dryer door and her hands sorting through her clothes and drove another inappropriate thought from her mind as she saw her friends panties ride up her butt crack. "Got it!" Ran exclaimed and jumped when she heard Amber behind her and turned with her hands behind her back.
"Got what? What is that, Ran. What are you hiding?"
"Nothing…just something I had in my pocket." She said blushing. She knew it was silly, but she did not want Amber to know she borrowed her brother's military tags.
Amber stomped her foot, something she did when mad or frustrated. "Show me, Ran! If it was just something you would not hide it!"
Ran looked at her feet and brought her hand from behind her back and held up the dogs tags by their small metal chain.
"Those aren't…please tell me you were not trying to steal those from Patrick's room…Please tell me…" Amber burst out laughing and walked back to the kitchen and said over her shoulder, "And you think I'm obsessed. You can keep them, those are his old ones….and keep the shirt as well." Amber was still laughing when an embarrassed Ran walked into the kitchen, wearing Patrick's dog tags around her neck.
"Amber…I…I can't help it…I have a huge crush on him!" She screamed out when Amber looked at the dog tags.
"Ran, trust me, if I could, I would make him love you…I swear! I mean he could not get a better girlfriend than you." Amber turned around and grinned evilly, "By the way, did I tell you Ashley called, you know his fiancée? Well they broke it off and he is single again."
"ARGH AMBER! Why get my hopes up!" Ran stormed off to the bathroom. And Amber giggled. She was glad her friend was around; it helped ease the pain…a little.
Later that day, the girls were on their way to Ran's house, having gone by the department store that sold Chanel products to get Amber her makeup. She made a list and gave it to Ran along with some money. She refused to walk into the large department store without any makeup. Ran rolled her eyes, called her silly, and went to get the items Amber needed. Amber was dressed in her clothes she wore that morning, a plain black pleaded skirt that came about 3 inches above her knees, a simple white low cut blouse with lace around the top, and black thigh highs with a seam running up the middle of the legs. Over her thin silk blouse she wore a short black leather jacket.
Ran and Amber walked into the kitchen door of Ran's home around five that evening. Mrs. Isuel was standing over the island in the kitchen cutting vegetables and the pleasant smell of a well cooking dinner flooded their senses. Amber remembered it was Friday and that meant she was cooking a traditional Korean meal, something she did every Friday night. Mrs. Isuel was a small petite woman, about an inch taller than Amber, and Amber thought she was very attractive and wise. The woman looked up and smiled at Amber and frowned at Ran.
"Hey, mom…what's for dinner…I'm starved." Ran greeted her mother with a charming smile and then looked at the stove, "Oh, come on…I don't eat pork. I hope you also have chicken cooking." She complained.
Mrs. Isuel put down the small knife and glared at Ran and said something in Korean. Ran replied back in the same language. Mrs. Isuel spoke perfect English, but when she scolded Ran…and even her husband…she used Korean. Amber understood a few words she picked up when she lived with the family. She understood the words, room, clean, guest, school, and her name. The rest of the words she could not understand. Amber giggled because she knew Ran was in trouble.
After a short conversation that ended in Ran saying "yes m'am" to her mother, Ran turned to Amber as Mrs. Isuel left the kitchen.
"She's mad because I did not clean my room or make my bed this morning and I have to go make up the guest room for you." Ran said in an exasperated voice and rolled her eyes.
Amber frowned, "I thought I could just sleep in your room…I mean…I normally do when I stay over." It suddenly came to Amber. She had never spent the night since she introduced Mr. and Mrs. Isuel to Sam as her girlfriend. She new they did not approve, but they supported her. Amber felt a little worried and uncomfortable. Amber wondered briefly how her mom and dad would have reacted. Patrick was cool with it, but of course in his eyes his little sister could do no wrong.
Amber never really thought about what her parents would have said; she just took it for granted they would have been ok with it. But would they have been? Would they have blown up and disowned her, would they have disapproved but supported her like Ran's mom and dad, or would they have been completely accepting of her and her choice as Sam's mother had been of her. She was snapped out of her thoughts by Ran calling her.
"Ams…Ams…Amber...you zoned out, girl. Of course you can sleep in my room. God, you know mom; she has to show proper etiquette for a house guest, even if it is just you, and that means offering the spare bedroom and having it ready." Ran suddenly laughed, "You did not…oh that is priceless…you thought she would not let you sleep in my room because she would have thought the evil worldly lesbian would corrupt her innocent daughter…oh how funny!" Ran grabbed her stomach she was laughing so hard.
"Shut up!" Amber replied with a smile. She did feel foolish.
Mrs. Isuel came back into the kitchen and handed Ran a blanket, sheets, and a pillow. She then walked up to Amber and pulled the girl into a tight hug.
"Welcome home, child…you have been gone to long. We missed you around here." Amber felt a rush of emotion and the warm comfortable feeling she always had in the home returned to her. She looked past Mrs. Isuel's shoulder and saw Ran rolling her eyes. Amber smiled and stuck out her tongue. Ran stormed off in mock anger muttering how her mother loves another girl more than her own child.
Mrs. Isuel pushed Amber away gently and held her at arms length and gave her a hard but friendly glance up and down. "Let me look at you. You are not wearing too much makeup…that is good; you have the same natural beauty as your mother and should show it off and not cover it up…ohhh it is wonderful to have you over again for a while." Mrs. Isuel said and hugged the girl again. She spoke with only a slight accent.
Amber smiled, "It is good to be here. Maybe I should help Ran clean her room and make up the guest room."
"Nonsense. You stay here and talk to me while I cook. And you can help; I remember you always liked to help in the kitchen."
Amber smiled, "Yes, Ma'm, I would love to." She looked at the kitchen doorway and saw Ran standing there with a frown on her face.
"That is not fair," she pointed at Amber, "she should help me!"
Amber stuck out her tongue again when Mrs. Isuel turned and said another phrase in Korean and Ran stomped off with a loud groan of displeasure. Amber giggled. It was good to be here again. True, she had met Mr. and Mrs. Isuel for dinner on occasion and lunch on occasion over the summer, but she had not been in this house for months. She had forgotten the joy of being around this family…any family. It made her feel good and warmed her heart and made her forget about Sam for a moment. Ran had been right; she did need to be here.
"What are we having for dinner? It smells wonderful." Amber asked as she cut up some vegetables per the instructions given to her.
"We are having a soup with chicken, rice, and vegetables; some kimchi…don't worry I remember you hate it. But my husband loves it." Mrs. Isuel walked close to Amber and leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Don't tell him, dear, but I am not fond of it myself." She giggled and Amber smiled, "And then we are having as the main dish Jajangmyon…and since my daughter does not eat pork…she says it is not healthy for her…I am fixing her some Shigumchee with chicken. God forbid she eats something unhealthy. I was raised eating pork and things she would not dare put in her body and do I look unhealthy to you." Mrs. Isuel stood back and twirled around. Amber thought she looked great.
"No, m'am…you are as pretty as ever…and dinner sounds yummy…except the kimchi…what time do we eat?" She was actually getting hungry. She ate very little today.
"Six thirty…Hu-Ran said you and her are going to the football game to see that young boy Jason play." Amber knew when Mrs. Isuel said six thirty; she meant six thirty and not a minute over. She ran a strict household. Amber giggled at the use of Ran's full name; no one including the girl's father used her full name.
"Yes, m'am…she wanted to go."
"Tell me about this Jason boy. Is he a good boy? Ran says they are just friends and not dating, but he calls her a lot…even at times when a young man should not be calling a young lady…he is polite to me and her father," Mrs. Isuel giggled again, "but I remember how polite Byung was to my father when we dated. He sure fooled him." Amber giggled herself. Byung-soon was Ran's dad. Amber liked him a great deal.
"Well…Jason is a good boy. I have known him for about five years. His brother and Patrick were best friends and were in the Marines together. Jason is a good boy, Mrs. Isuel, but I really don't think Ran likes him as much as he likes her."
Mrs. Isuel nodded, "I heard your brother called off his engagement. That was good, the girl was not right for him."
"Yeah she was a bitch." Amber heard Ran say as she walked back into the kitchen and grabbed some raw vegetables off the island counter, placed some in mouth, and sat down on a stool in front of the island.
"Hu-Ran, that is a terrible word to use and a terrible thing to say!" Mrs. Isuel scolded her daughter.
"Sorry, mother…but she is." Ran replied.
"Yes I know, but still you should not call the girl that."
Amber grinned, "Yeah, Hu-Ran, that was an awful thing to say. Ran, is just mad, Mrs. Isuel, because Patrick did not ask her to marry him." Amber ducked as a slice of green pepper flew at her head.
Mrs. Isuel glared at Ran for throwing the pepper and then smiled. "Yes, Hu-Ran has been very fond of your bother for a long time. I remember when you were…let me think…you were twelve, Amber, and Hu-Ran was having her thirteenth birthday party, which is a very special occasion in Korea, and Patrick came to drop you off. Hu-Ran had a beautiful traditional white dress on that day with right gloves, remember?" Both girls nodded and Ran was giving her mother a mean look. "And Hu-Ran saw Patrick's car coming up and stood in front of the mirror straightening her dress, fixing her hair, and even pinching her checks to give them a blush color. Well the poor girl was so excited and hoping Patrick would think she was pretty in her new dress…and I suspect since she was now thirteen she dared to hope he would see her in a different light…she came gliding across the grass so gracefully and looking so beautiful and then she tripped and fell right in a large hole filled with mud and water. Her father was having some landscape work done. Remember, Hu-Ran, how your white dress was black with mud and you had mud all over your face and in your hair." Amber busted out laughing.
"I forgot that…oh that was hilarious. And up until today I thought you were happy to see me, but it was my brother you wanted to see." Amber said laughing
"MOTHER!" Ran groaned. She then stood and grabbed Amber's hand, "Come on…I need your help in picking out an outfit for tonight." She pulled Amber out of the kitchen. When she got to the kitchen entrance she turned her head and added, "Something that makes me look sexy so Jason will want to ravish my innocent body with his worldly ways and place his manhood in certain areas of my virgin body."
Mrs. Isuel yelled something in Korean after Ran and smiled as she watched the two girls make their way to her daughters room. It is good to have Amber in the house again. They missed her. She is such a charming and delightful girl and looks and acts just like her mother, Mrs. Isuel thought. But I can see the sadness in her eyes. Poor child she does not deserve anymore hurt in her life. Ran called her earlier and explained she had broken up with her girlfriend. Her and her husband had met Samantha and generally liked the quite blonde girl and had seen how in love Amber was with her.
Ran pulled Amber through the house and the Goth girl almost forgot how huge the home was. Mr. Isuel was the owner of a successful chain of sporting good stores in Washington and Oregon and was planning on expanding to California once he found the right person to run the stores for him in that state. Amber knew he constantly asked Patrick to come to work for him for that reason, but her brother always declined stating he was not an office person. Mr. Isuel even told him her would pay for his college if he agreed to come and work with him. Amber wished her would and added her own pressure to her brother. Once they got to Ran's room, which still had an unmade bed, Ran throw herself on her bed and groaned.
"God, I forgot how much my mom dotes on you and worse, dad will be home soon so you will get the princess treatment. At least you being here will take some of the pressure off of me. Just you wait, Ams, after a week or so living here again and she will be all over you too. 'Amber, you are wearing too much make-up; Amber, that skirt is way to short; Amber, do you really think that would be a good choice of a boy…oops sorry…girl to date.' Ha…I cannot wait!"
"Hush, I love your mom and dad. And for your information I am not opposed to dating boys. True I prefer girls, but if the right one came along I would date him. I do find some boys attractive." She ignored the part about living there for weeks. Amber truly hoped her and Sam would be back together in a few days. She turned to Ran's closet and opened it. "Now let's find you something nice to wear tonight." Amber rummaged through the closet and through Ran's drawers, "Yuck…this may be harder than I thought. How many pair of jeans and sweat pants can a person own! I need to take you shopping."
Ran laughed and rolled to her stomach and placed her hands under her chin, "Ams, I could care less what Jason thinks of my clothes…it is not my jeans he is interested in but what is under them."
Amber sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. After a pause she turned to Ran, "Ran…do you think my mom and dad would have been ummm…ok with me liking girls?"
Ran sat up, "Yeah I really do. You mom and dad were pretty liberal and I think they would have been cool with it. They may have been disappointed about you not being able to have a big wedding and having their grandkids…but I think if they saw how happy you can be with another girl they would have been fine. Why do you ask?"
Amber shrugged, "I don't know, just curious. And just to let you know, I still may get married to a boy and have kids. I want kids. Like I said if the right one came along I would date him. I am not a total dyke you know. I think some boys are hot. And I don't have to be with a man to have kids. There is something called medical science you know. And some states have same sex marriage." Amber paused, "I used to think about Samantha and I getting married and having kids."
Ran put her arm around Amber and knew the girl was going to start crying again, "Sorry, Ams…you have it bad, huh? Hey, lets go down stairs and wait for dad. I'll bet you he is late and we can watch mom yell at him. I'll even interpret the curse words for you."
Amber giggled and the girls went downstairs to wait and watch television.
