See chapter one.
Fauve had been Chloe's roommate in college, which had been weird to say the least, and was everything Chloe was not. Where Chloe was reserved, Fauve laughed and stripped out of her shirt just for the shock value. Every guy in dorms wanted to sleep with her, the other girls envied her. Chloe just hunched her shoulders and pretended she was invisible.
The shift in their relationship came after Chloe caught one of her rare boyfriends in bed with another woman. She had run to Fauve and begged to what was wrong with her. The colorful Hawaiian had seized her hand and led her into the lobby where the jerk was trying to beg forgiveness. There, in front of God, several professors, and part of the student body, Fauve had slapped the boyfriend then turned around and kissed Chloe full on the mouth. Dazed, Chloe remembering standing in horrified embarrassment as the shorter woman had told him, "She's a better kisser than you are, and a damn sight better in bed. So why don't you take that pathetic dick of yours and go spread your legs for a real man, angel." With that said, she wrapped one tanned arm firmly around Chloe's mortified shoulders and guided her through the stunned crowd out the door. To quote Fauve, "That was the beginning of a beautiful friendship," and the strange, therapeutic relationship between the campus's most desirable girl and the total geek.
Unlike most people, Fauve didn't mind Chloe's lack of social grace, or just social skills in general. The jerky, uncoordinated body language and movements that Chloe sometimes struggled with never put her off either. Fauve had even adapted her way of speaking phraseology to make it easier for Chloe to understand her. It was the first time in her life that someone had ever changed to accommodate Chloe rather just working around her.
Startlingly enough, Fauve had even taken her biology major and become a psychiatrist who specialized in treating people with various forms of autism. She had been the one to finally diagnose the reasons for many of Chloe's eccentricities as Asperger syndrome while doing a psychology project during her undergrad. That was the reason, she said, that she'd gone that path. More than anything in the world she wanted to help Chloe be herself however she could.
The revelation had stunned Chloe, but the first defensive words out of her mouth had been a testy, "I'm not broken."
Laughing, Fauve had hugged her tightly. "No, you're actually the only person I know who doesn't really need fixing. But it's like...knowing that certain programs consistently have specific problems. The more you know about the program the more you can avoid the problems and the easier it is to troubleshoot when they pop up. What I'm doing is learning to troubleshoot people's programming, so when you have problems I can give you advice on how to deal with them."
Chloe meditated on the words. After some consideration she said, "So you want to help me troubleshoot people problems?"
"Without having to worry about being someone you're not," Fauve said. "You're too special to be forced to change just so some intimidated jerk can feel better." She was the first and only person to call Chloe special in a good way.
Fauve was a lot of onlys and firsts in Chloe's life, the first and only girl she had kissed (more of had been kissed by), the first and only person she shared cartons of ice cream with, the first and only friend she got smashed with, the first and only person to call her beautiful and mean it, the first and only person to listen without judging, the first and only person who loved Chloe for herself.
Chloe's smile had lit up her face like the sun breaking through stormy clouds. "No one's ever done that for me before."
Fauve squeezed her tighter, "You deserve it, Chloe." Another first and only.
This chapter needs work, please feel free to go at it no holds barred.