A/N: And here goes the first chapter, thanks for reading! I apologise once again for any mistakes.

It had been Diana's idea. It was always Diana's idea. I didn't like skipping class, Mena said that learning was important. And Mena was always right. But Diana was really persuasive. It probably had to do with the fact that she was my only friend, wherever one of us went the other followed. After all, we were the only children in Themyschira. Sometimes I tried to imagine what it would be like if we weren't friends. I always got to the same conclusion: my life would be extremely boring and lonely without Diana.

"Diana! Ariadne!" shouted Mnemosyne behind us. I started running faster instinctively, knowing well that she would soon get tired of chasing us. She wasn't the first teacher we had.

"Faster Ariadne, faster!" my friend said as we ran through the streets of the island. She offered me her hand and I took it without hesitation. Running hand in hand, we burst into a busy square where Amazons were buying and selling a large variety of goods. Almost all of them stopped what they were doing to smile happily at us.

"Good morning princess!" one of them called out.

"Hello Diana! Good morning Ariadne." said another one.

We waved at them merrily. Everyone knew who we were, and probably a lot of the Amazons knew where we were going. Some stared at me a little longer than at Diana but I knew they weren't being mean, just curious. Antiope didn't like it when people stared at me but it didn't bother me. I was used to people looking at the green scales that covered half of my left cheek, and the ones that circled my right wrist like a bracelet. They made me different than the rest of amazons but that wasn't a bad thing. Diana was different too, in other ways, and nobody seemed to mind.

We soon arrived at our usual hiding spot. Below us there was the meadow where the warriors were training. More than a dozen Amazons were fighting, each with their own weapon and style. On the far side of the training camp I could see amazons riding horses while fighting each other at the same time. Others were shooting arrows at targets so far away I could barely see them. I stared at all of them in awe and wondered if someday I would be training with them.

Diana started moving and I turned my attention to her. She was mirroring the movements of the warriors below us, punching and kicking as she was one of them. She soon started imitating Artemis' movements. She was by far one of the best amazon warriors and she showed it by taking down every woman that tried to fight her with a blink of an eye. She was one of Diana's favourites.

I smiled at her actions before staring back at the amazons training. I was looking for my two favourite warriors and soon enough I found them. Antiope's tiara shone with the sun's light as she walked through the meadow. Her blond her was tied back in a long braid, her blue eyes observing every woman. Mena often said that Antiope and I looked alike, both with blonde hair and blue eyes. I knew she just said it to make me happy. Antiope was tall, muscled and the best warrior the Amazon nation had ever had. I was short, even shorter than Diana, with chubby arms and legs and definitely not what someone would call a warrior. Despite this, I couldn't help but wonder if one day I would be fighting by her side. I smiled at the thought.

My smiled widened as Antiope approached my other favourite warrior. Menalippe was observing a group of fighters practicing their skills. She had her arms crossed and brows furrowed showing her concentration on the Amazons fighting. Her black hair was tied in a braid, as Antiope's, with some stray locks that rocked gently in the breeze. Antiope asked her something and Mena answered while nodding her head. Antiope seemed pleased with the answer and continued walking. She must have felt she was being watched, because she turned her head and looked at me. I showed her my most innocent smile. Antiope tried to stare at me in disapproval but I knew that she, unlike Mena, liked that Diana and I wanted to train with the other Amazons.

"Diana! Ariadne! I see you!" shouted Mnemosyne at our backs.

Diana and I looked at each other before we started running again. Our tutor was catching up, but luckily we were faster than her. We ran through the streets until my lungs burned and my legs ached.

"Follow me!" shouted Diana as she took a sharp turn. Without hesitation I ran after her.

Diana was clearly excited by the thrill of the chase and maybe thought that she was one of the Amazons we had seen at the meadow, because she suddenly shouted "This way!" and launched herself to a path below the one we were running on. The only problem was that the path was a bit farther down than what would be considered a safe jump distance.

"Diana!" I yelled as I tried to reach for her. But I was too slow. I stared helplessly as my best friend fell.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Diana's arm stopping her fall. Queen Hippolyta was holding her with strong fingers as she weighted nothing. I sighed in relief.

"Ariadne!" a voice called, and this time it wasn't Mnemosyne's.

I turned around to see Antiope on her house with Artemis by her side. She approached me with a worried frown on her face.

"Are you all right?" she asked me as she dismounted "I heard you scream Diana's name."

"I'm fine" I assured her "Diana had fallen, but she is with the Queen now."

"Good" she nodded "come, you should get back to school before Mena realizes you have escaped again."

"Yes mother" I said with a little smile. Antiope gave me her what am I going to do with you look and shook her head,

She helped me onto her horse's saddle before she mounted behind me. She embraced me with her arms and took the reins. She clicked her tongue and the stallion moved forward. Artemis followed. Soon enough we met with the Queen and her personal guard. Diana was mounted on her mother's horse, the Queen's arms embracing her in a protective manner. My friend grinned at me, not worried at all about the consequences of our actions. Which meant that the Queen wasn't mad at her.

"Antiope thinks I'm ready" Diana blurted out. Oh no, not this again. The Queen would let us train when she thought we were ready, not before. I looked at Hippolyta but she didn't seem angry with the comment, just slightly amused. Her golden hair was held in place by her tiara, the symbol of her position.

"Does she?" the Queen asked and sent a questioning glare to Antiope.

I turned trying to see my mother's expression, but she just bowed her head in respect as we approached them.

"I could begin showing her some things…" said Antiope carefully as she guided her horse to the Queen's side.

Diana's eyes immediately lighted up with excitement. The Queen didn't answer.

"She should at least be able to defend herself" continued Antiope.

"From whom?" asked the Queen.

"In the event of an invasion" persisted Antiope with a serious tone.

"Isn't that why I have the greatest warrior in our history leading an entire army, General?" answered Hippolyta.

"Sister…" started Antiope again, refusing to give up.

"Ariadne, my dear, what's your opinion on this matter?" asked Hippolyta suddenly, cutting off Antiope's sentences. I stared at her, completely caught off guard. Diana looked at me excitedly and I could almost hear her thoughts: Tell her we want to train, tell her!

"Diana and I would like to start training" I said in a quiet voice.

"Are these yours or my daughter's words?" asked Hippolyta with a chuckle.

I turned and looked at Antiope for support. She nodded and smiled, encouraging me to continue.

"I want to be like my mothers" I finally answered "and for that I need to train."

Hippolyta hummed thoughtfully and then shook her head. Antiope took her silence as an invitation to continue.

"I pray a day will never come where they have to fight, but you know that a scorpion must sting, a wolf must hunt…"

"They're children" the Queen interrupted her sister again "the only children on

the island. Please let them be so"

Hippolyta's words were gentle but firm. I felt Antiope sighing behind me, but she said nothing.

"But Mother" protested Diana.

"There will be no training" the Queen declared and her tone admitted no discussion. With a quick movement she put Diana behind her on the saddle, and kicked her horse. As they left, my friend turned around and looked back at me. In her eyes I could see a promise: we would train.

And we did. Later that night, I was woken up by an urgent Antiope. I looked at her with my eyes half closed, confused by her actions. She simply pressed one finger over her lips signalling me to keep quiet. I nodded, excited and a little afraid, and followed her. We tiptoed down the stairs, Antiope moving like a panther and me, well, I looked more like a house cat. We arrived at the door and she offered me a cape before we headed out. She lighted the way with a lantern, moving fast through the sleeping island. I tried to keep up with her, but her legs were larger than mine and my left foot itched terribly. The skin there was dark red, and it will get darker before it finally turned into green scales. It always followed the same process: the skin turned red, a horrible itch appeared and it wouldn't stop for a week until a new layer of scales covered my body. The only way to stop the pain was to wash the skin with warm water, something my mothers learned rather quickly when I was a baby. They soon discovered that my birthmark was something a bit more complicated.

Antiope stopped and put the lantern on the floor. We were just behind the palace but the trees that surrounded us offered protection against prying eyes. I didn't understand what we were doing there, but Antiope looked like she was waiting for something or rather someone, so I kept quiet. Soon enough, we heard footsteps coming in our direction. Diana appeared before us, an excited smile on her lips. I looked at Antiope surprised. She didn't say word and just offered both of us a wooden sword. I took mine cautiously, it was heavier than it looked. Antiope grabbed her own sword and made a thrust, stabbing an invisible enemy. She stared at us expectantly and we mirrored her movement. Or at least we tried. She seemed satisfied and moved on to the next thrust, the wooden swords following the steel one as its shadows. It was just a slow-motion battle, but that was the first time I swung a sword. The first time I fought by Diana's side.


Years passed, we were still young but our adventures became more reckless. We trained almost every night behind the Queen's back. Even Mena didn't know about it, but Antiope made me promise I wouldn't tell her anything. And I always kept my promises.

But Hippolyta did let Antiope teach us how to swim. A decision I was really grateful for, as I soon discovered I loved swimming. And Diana did too. It became our new hobby and we went to the beach every time we could.

That day Diana had asked me if I wanted to go running after breakfast. We both knew it was a way to prepare for our secret training, so I accepted. The day turned hotter than we had expected and a thin layer of sweat soon covered our bodies. I stopped under a tree's shadow trying to recover my breath. Diana stopped too and offered me her canteen. I took it with a thankful smile and drank. The cold water tasted like heaven.

"We could go swimming" Diana proposed.

"I heard my mother tell Phillipus that there were pretty big waves today" I said giving her canteen back "she said it was a bad day to go swimming"

She took a sip and rolled her eyes.

"Come on! You know we are good swimmers!" she looked at me pleadingly "and I'm dying for a bath right now"

"I'm not sure…" I said, knowing it wasn't a good idea.

"Please, please, please!" Diana pleaded giving me her best puppy eyes. I sighed and finally nodded with a smile on my lips.

"If we see it's too dangerous, we won't do it okay?" my voice was serious and firm.

"Of course" said Diana "let's go!"

We walked to the beach hand in hand, too tired to continue running. I liked the feeling of Diana's warm skin against the scales on my wrist. And Diana seemed to like holding my hand, it was a familiar gesture.

Soon the ocean appeared before us. I took off my sandals to feel the warm sand with my bare feet. Diana did the same but she quickly threw her tunic on the sand too. She looked at me with shining eyes.

"Come on, let's go!" she yelled before running to the water. At that moment, I could only think about the sweat covering my body, the burning sun over me and the welcoming sea just a few meters away. Without a second thought, I got rid of my tunic and followed Diana.

The cold water licked my legs inviting me to go deeper. Diana already had the water at chest level and she waved at me. I walked until I was at her side and I splashed her playfully. She immediately splashed me back with a laugh.

"Let's go deeper" she said and I nodded enthusiastically, the water felt so good.

She started swimming and I followed her. We didn't stop until my legs started to burn, and I could feel she was tired too. I looked back at the shore, the beach was farther than I had expected.

"We should get back" I suggested. I turned at Diana but she was looking at something behind me. Her eyes were widened in terror.

"Ariadne, watch out!" she screamed but before I could do anything a huge wave covered me completely. My body was dragged down by the strong sea currents. I tried to swim to the surface, my legs kicking the water as hard as they could. When I finally got my head out of the water, my lungs were burning. I breathed the sweet air and finally got the chance to focus on what was happening.

"Ariadne!" it was Diana's voice. I turned my head in the direction of the sound and I found my friend struggling to keep her head on the surface.

I started swimming in her direction moving my arms and legs as fast as I could. I was almost there when the sea swallowed her.

"Diana!" I screamed, even though I knew she couldn't hear me. Desperately, I waited for her to reaper again, but she didn't. I had to do something, nobody could last that long without breathing.

I took a deep breath and I let the sea sunk me again. I opened my eyes but I could barely see anything and the salty water burned my eyes. Despite this, I didn't give up and kept looking for Diana. Suddenly, I felt a hand grabbing my ankle. I looked down and saw Diana, a desperate look on her face. I grabbed her hand and pulled her up. We could barely take a breath in before we were under the water again. She was too heavy, I couldn't keep us afloat at the same time. She tried to pull me up but couldn't either. She tried and tried, until she finally realised there was no point. I clutched her hand incapable of letting go as I saw helplessly how little bubbles left my mouth. Darkness surrounded at us and I knew there was nothing we could do. Out of desperation I screamed under the water, even though I know nobody could hear me.

Mom! Help me! Please!

I screamed with my mind too, as our body sank deeper into the ocean. I could feel myself drifting away and I wasn't afraid anymore. Diana intertwined our fingers, as if letting me now she was there and wasn't going to leave me alone. I smiled, a last smile as my eyes closed.

And then, suddenly someone was pulling me up and I could feel air on my lungs again. I opened my eyes and started coughing. The sun hurt my eyes but I didn't mind, I was alive. I clutched on the person who had saved me, finally letting go of Diana's hand. Strong arms embraced me, pulling me closer to a muscled chest. I buried my head in a neck, too tired to even talk. Whoever was carrying me moved swiftly through the waves.

Finally, water stopped surrounding me. Another pair of arms took me and wrapped me in a warm towel. Until then I didn't realise I was trembling.

"It's okay, it's okay" a soft voice spoked as its owner caressed my arms in a calming manner.

"Mama" I half whispered half cried.

"I'm here" Mena answered pulling me closer to her "everything is going to be okay"

I looked up at her and she smiled at me, worriedness still shining in her eyes. Silent tears rolled down my face. I still couldn't believe what had just happened. I moved in Mena's arms, suddenly worried for Diana. She was in the Queen's arms, probably in the same state as me. But she was okay. We both were.

Hippolyta had her eyes fixed on something and I followed her gaze. She was looking at Antiope. The Amazon was soaked wet, water drops falling from her leathers. She had her hands on her waist and was looking straight at me. And her blue eyes, the gaze on them made me hide on Mena's arms. She was beyond furious. I had never seen her like that.

"What were you thinking?" she asked in a completely calm voice. I dropped my eyes incapable of maintaining eye contact with her.

"Antiope" Mena said and hugged me tighter.

"No Menalippe, don't tell me to stop" she answered and asked again, this time more slowly "What. Where. You. Thinking."

"I'm sorry" I started, my voice almost a whisper "it was really hot and we just wanted to swim a bit, we didn't mean to…"

"You didn't mean to what!?" she said screaming this time "to kill yourself!? Do you have any idea of what could have happened!?"

"I'm sorry" I repeated and started crying.

"You know how lucky you were that I was near enough to hear your screams?" she shook her head "what would have happened if I wasn't there? Huh?"

I shrugged little confused. I hadn't screamed, had I? I was underwater when I had yelled. There was no way she could have heard me.

"It's my fault" Diana suddenly said "it was my idea. Ariadne said it could be dangerous, but I didn't listen to her"

"Diana…" the Queen started shaking her head.

"I'm sorry" my friend said crying.

"I thought I had taught both of you better" Antiope said and gave me one last look before moving "guess I was wrong"

She stopped at my side, her mouth a thin line.

"You have deceived me" were her last words before she left.

After the incident, Diana and I lost our freedom. Our mothers decided that, until we earned their trust back, we wouldn't see each other nor leave our homes. It was a harsh punishment in Diana's opinion, but I thought we had earned it.

Mena and Antiope left every morning and didn't return until the sky was dark. That meant I had the whole house for myself for most of the day, something that in other circumstances would have been great. But being alone all day with nothing to do was not exciting at all. Each hour lasted an eternity and the loneliness was killing me. I missed Diana terribly, more than I could have ever imagined. I often wondered if she was feeling the same and imagined her lying on her room's floor, as I was lying on mine's. I could have tried to sneak out of the house and go see Diana, but it was too risky and I didn't want to push my luck. Especially given the fact that the conversations between Antiope and me consisted basically of grunts and monosyllables. I really wanted her to stop being angry with me.

One day, Mena got tired of seeing me like that and told me I should find a new hobby. Something to entertain myself with.

"You could take care of the flowers in the garden" she suggested.

I had nothing to lose, so I gave it a try. It wasn't a complicated task and it gave me the chance to get out of the house, even if it was just for a short period of time. Unfortunately, I got tired of it rather quickly. The flowers weren't interesting at all and once when I tried to talk to them, an Amazon that was passing by looked at me like I was crazy. Maybe I was, because I actually hoped that the lily would answer. It never did. Rude.

And so I found myself with nothing to do. Again. Until the day I found some long- forgotten paintings in my room. I didn't even remember how I got them, but it didn't matter. They were a weapon to fight boredom and I was more than ready to wield it. I just needed to find one more thing: something to paint. The flowers were immediately out of the picture. That only left me with one option: Plato, my ginger cat.

I found him in the kitchen, eating the breakfast leftovers. He was always either eating or sleeping, he was too fat to be able to do anything else. Although I would never admit it out loud. He simply was well fed.

"Plato, come here" I cooed softly at him. He looked at me and meowled. I approached him and took him in my arms. He started purring immediately and rubbed against my cheek affectionately. He was heavier than I expected, had he won weight again?

I carried him upstairs to my room, knowing that Plato wouldn't be able to climb the stairs by himself. He had grown so much since the day I found him under some bushes in the garden. Back then, he was just a small orange furball and I immediately fell in love with him. Mena did too, and she decided that we could keep him. Antiope didn't agree at first, but after some begging she let him live with us. And in the end, she was the one who spoiled him more.

I put him on my bed and told him to stay still, even though I knew he wasn't going to move. I arranged the paintings neatly on the floor before I sat down, brush in my hand. Plato stared at me, a curious glint on his green eyes. I stared back, trying to memorise every detail. When I thought I was ready, I turned my attention on the white canvas in front of me. I dipped the brush in the paint and left the first stain of colour. It wasn't long until I found myself completely focused with the matter at hand. I forgot everything that surrounded me and entered my own private world. From time to time I turned my attention back to Plato, who lied lazily on the bed with his tail flicking from side to side.

Finally, I finished. I admired my work and decided that, even though I had never done it, it wasn't really bad. In fact, I was rather proud of it. I showed it to Plato with a big smile.

"What do you think?"

He stared at it for a few seconds before meowling.

"I'll take it as you like it" I said cheerfully. Painting had actually improved my mood, I should do it more often.

At that moment I heard the main door open. My moms were home, and they couldn't have chosen a better timing. I excitedly grabbed the painting and rushed downstairs, taking two steps at a time. They both looked up from what they were doing when I appeared in front of them. I proudly showed them the painting, a smile on my lips. Mena took it, my excitement clearly passing on to her, and carefully studied it. She nodded, a tender smile on her lips.

"This is really good" she praised me "it clearly shows how much you care for Plato"

Antiope approached her and looked at the painting over Mena's shoulder. Her gaze was serious but I could see a small smile tugging her lips. The first smile I had seen since that fateful day. I couldn't have been happier.

Seeing the positive impact my painting had had, I decided to show it to whoever I could. In truth, it was also because I was really proud of it. I showed it to the royal guards when I saw them patrolling in front of our home, to every Amazon who came to visit my mothers and I even showed it to Penthesilea, the Amazon who had seen me talking with the flowers and though I was crazy. And they all told me that my painting was amazing.

But one night, my moms invited Artemis and Phillipus to have dinner with us. Phillipus had already seen it, but Artemis hadn't. And so I showed it to her with a bright smile. The Amazon looked at it with a serious frown. Seconds passed by, but she didn't say anything. I started to grow nervous and glanced at Mena. But she looked as confused as me. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she opened her mouth.

"I'm sorry" and it looked like she really was "but I don't understand why have you painted an orange potato with stripes"

After that, I spent every day perfecting my painting skills. Artemis became my personal critic, as apparently she was the only one who would tell me what she really thought of my work. I still would show it to Mena though, if I needed encouragement. Plato started to like being painted and he purred every time he saw me with my brush. And I finally found an activity to occupy my days with.

At last, one day Artemis pronounced the words I had been waiting for.

"That's a nice picture of your cat" she said smiling. My face lit up immediately and before I realised what I was doing, I picked Plato up and started jumping up and down in excitement. The cat didn't even complain, he was already used to me. Mena laughed, happy to see me like that while Antiope just shook her head, as if she couldn't believe the scene in front of her.

"Ariadne please put the cat down before he gets sick" Antiope said with a serious tone, but she was smiling and I realised she wasn't angry.

I put Plato on the floor, where he lied down, and took the painting from Artemis' hands. I approached Antiope with a hopeful smile.

"Could you give it to Diana?" I asked "I want her to have it"

"Why don't you give it to her yourself?" Antiope answered.

"Really?" I asked not quite believing it.

My mother sighed and nodded.

"Thank you thank you thank you!" I said as I hugged her as hard as I could.

Antiope laughed and hugged me back. And just like that, I knew she had forgiven me. Because after all she was my mother, and she would always forgive me.

"You should get going before it gets dark" said Mena, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

I let Antiope go, and ran to the door. I opened it and, after screaming a "goodbye" over my shoulder, sprinted to the cobble-stoned pathway. I clutched the painting with both hands as I forced my legs to go faster. My heart was beating fast in my chest, and it pounded even harder when I thought of seeing Diana again.

I followed the path until the palace's gates were right in front of me. I crossed them without slowing down, startling the guards that were guarding them. Once I was inside, I turned right to where I remembered the garden was. One of Diana's favourite spots.

"Ariadne!" I heard her voice before I saw her. She was seated cross-legged under an oak tree, a book on her knees. But she forgot about it when she saw me and quickly scrambled to her legs.

I smiled and stopped running, trying to catch my breath. Diana came to where I was standing, a surprised expression on her face. Before she could open her mouth, I gave the painting to her.

"It's for you" I explained.

She took it and stared at it. I anxiously waited for her reaction.

"It's beautiful" she finally said and smiled "thank you"

And then, she hesitated. As if she wanted to do something but wasn't sure if she should. I had never seen Diana hesitate, and so I stared curiously at her. After a few seconds, she seemed to make up her mind and approached me with soft steps. She bent down and tenderly kissed my scaly cheek. It was completely unexpected, but I didn't dislike it. A warm feeling spread through my chest and my heart fluttered.

When she stepped back, I could feel my face burn.

"I missed you" she whispered.

"I missed you too" I answered in the same tone. I slowly reached for her hand and squeezed it gently. We smiled at each other and in that moment something clicked inside me. Everything was as it was supposed to be.

Since that day, when I was Diana it was different. Something had changed, but I didn't know what. Sometimes I thought it was just my imagination, but then Diana would smile and my heart started beating faster. It was all so strange and I wasn't able to comprehend it. Until the summer's solstice.

Every year, there were big celebrations during the longest night of the year. The Amazons would eat and drink until dawn, and everyone could participate in the festivities.

I was wearing my best dress and Mena had braided my blonde hair. Phillipus had said that I looked really pretty, but she was one of Mena's friends. Her opinion was most likely biased. I nervously played with my dress as I scanned the crowd, looking for the girl that made me feel so confused. Suddenly I felt someone tapping my shoulder. I turned around and my breath got taken away. Before me stood Diana, more beautiful than I had ever seen her. Her soft black curls fell freely around her face and her black eyes shone with the light of the torches surrounding us.

"Ariadne" she greeted me.

"Diana" I answered and before I could stop myself I said "you look beautiful tonight"

"I was going to say the same thing" she giggled and I blushed.

She offered me her hand and I took it without hesitation, the familiar gesture immediately soothing me.

"Come, I want to show you something" she said before guiding me through the crowd. I followed her with curiosity.

Soon we left the celebration behind and the night's silence embraced us. Our footsteps were the only sound breaking it. Diana guide me through the deserts village's streets until I was completely lost. But she clearly knew where she was going. It wasn't long until we left the town behind too and the fields appeared in front of us. Diana turned left, to the sea, and I wondered if she wanted to go to the beach.

Finally, we climbed a small hill. When we reached the top, Diana covered my eyes with her hands and made me turn around.

"Look" she said as she uncovered my eyes. My mouth opened in amazement as I took the view in front of me. Below me, the dark sea spread until the horizon, where it met with the starry sky. The soft breeze stroked my face and played with my dress.

"It's amazing" I whispered, afraid of breaking the silence.

"Yes, it is" Diana said at my side.

She sat down at the verge of the cliff, her legs hanging above the waters below. She patted the spot beside her and looked at me. I sat at her side, we were so close our arms touched. The breeze became cold and I shivered. Diana surrounded my waist with her arm pulling me closer to her body's warmth. I relaxed in her embrace and put my head on her shoulder.

We stayed in that position gazing at the sea until Diana kissed the top of my head. I shivered again, but this time it was for a different reason. I looked up to her and found her staring back at me. Her eyes dropped down to my lips and I suddenly realised how close our faces were. My heart beated faster in my chest as I saw her getting closer to me. I also brought my face closer to her. And suddenly my lips were on hers and I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I had seen my mothers kiss each other a million times, but in practice it was more complicated than I thought. Diana started moving her lips against mine and I followed her lead. After a few moments, I started to relax and realised I enjoyed the feeling. Diana's hands moved to my waist and mine tangled themselves in her curls. She pulled me closer, deepening the kiss, but suddenly our teeth clashed with eachother. We quickly pulled away, and I started giggling in embarrassment. Diana soon joined me and our laughter filled the night with sound.

"I… that was…" I said trying to find the right words.

"I know" said Diana and smiled.

"You know what they say" I blushed "practice makes perfect"

She laughed and pressed her forehead against mine. Her eyes stared at mine and then I realised: I liked her. Before the words could escape my lips, I kissed her again. She immediately kissed back, her arms embracing me. I cupped her face and silently thanked the stars for the beautiful girl that made my head spin.