It was Saturday afternoon. Zoë and Goldi had just finished successfully talking to all of the store and restaurant managers about their fundraiser.

"Thanks for the ride home Zoë. I'm so glad all of the stores we went to decided to help us!" Goldi said as she unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Me too, especially The Dot. We owe Tiny big time for putting in a good word for us."

"Yeah, I already have to do Baaz's chores for two weeks for getting the game store manager on board." She opened the door and shut it "Well, I'm going to go tell Rasha that you're here. Thanks again!" she said through the open door window.

"No problem."

Zoë left her engine running as she waited for Rasha. They had planned to hang out together after she and Goldi got back, but she didn't mention anything about going to get tested. She figured that they could just get it done quickly and then go see a movie or something.

Rasha excitedly walked out the front door and got into Zoë's car. "Good afternoon Ms. President," she said all chipper. "How did it go?"

"It went really well. Everyone we talked to said that they were interested in helping us."

"That's great!" She smiled and hugged Zoë. "So, what's on the schedule for today?" she asked after breaking the hug.

Zoë put the car in reverse and slowly began to back out of the driveway. "Well, I was thinking we could go get some food, maybe get ice cream after, get tested for STIs, and see a movie," she said nonchalantly.

Rasha raised her eyebrows. "Wait, I'm sorry…did you just say get tested for STIs?"

Zoë stopped the car at the end of the driveway. "Grace's mom heard us having sex."

"You mean she heard that we had sex?"

"No, I mean she heard us while we were having sex. I guess we were being loud when she and Grace got home."

"Well, that's embarrassing."

"Not as embarrassing as the sex talk she gave me last night. She's cool with it, but she wants us to get tested to make sure we're being safe."

Rasha nodded. "Well let's go to the clinic then."

"Really?" Zoë asked surprised, "You're not weirded out or anything?"

"Honestly, I'm just glad that she accepts us. And if getting tested means that we can have sex without worrying about being caught, then I'm okay with that."

Zoë smiled. "You really are amazing, you know that?"

"I know," Rasha teased. "Now hurry up and drive. The sooner we get this done the sooner we can eat."

It took them about five minutes to get to the clinic. They walked through the doors and grabbed a couple of clipboards with forms to fill out.

"Let's sit over here." Zoë led them to a couple of chairs in the corner of the waiting room. "You know, I really hate filling out forms."

"Me too," Rasha replied as she scanned the papers. "I feel like I'm taking a test."

"Zoë?" said a familiar voice.

Zoë looked up and saw Zig, who was standing next to Esme.

"Uh, Zig. What are you doing here?"

"Esme had a doctor's appointment, so I drove her here. We just got out. What about you?"

"Well uh, we…" Zoë looked over at Rasha, who looked mortified.

Esme grabbed the clipboard out of Zoë's hands. "Aww they're getting tested for STI's. How cute. Is that what lezzies do for fun now?"

Zoë snatched the clipboard from Esme. "How would you know? I doubt you've ever been tested in your life." She turned to Zig. "You better watch out for this one Zigmund. She's probably got the clap. The skanky ones usually do."

"Oh I'm the skank? You're the one who's hooked up with basically every guy at Degrassi."

"Oh, you mean like Miles and Zig? How does it feel to have my sloppy seconds?"

Zig gulped.

Esme folded her arms glared at him. "You had sexwith her?"

"It was one time!" He explained frantically. "And it wasn't even real sex, I swear! We were in the woods and it just sort of happened."

Esme turned back to Zoë, who was smirking. She loved it when she got to Esme.

"Well at least I actually like sex with boys like a normal girl, unlike you. Although, I can't really say that I'm surprised. It does explain your whole idiotic Degrassi Nudes plan. I bet you enjoyed looking at all of those naked pictures. In fact, I'll bet you even masturbated to them. Oh, and let's not forget about that little kiss you gave me. At first I thought you were just desperate for attention, but now I see that you actually wanted me. It's pathetic," Esme said smugly.

"You two kissed?!" Zig said with wide eyes.

Zoë chuckled. "Relax Zigmund. It wasn't that good. If anything, it just made me even more confused. I mean, I thought I liked girls, but that kiss was so awful that I figured, 'hmm, maybe not.' So I dated Winston. You remember, right Esme? That's how I got the part for the gala…and not you."

Esme scowled at her. "Whatever. Come on Zig. We don't want to catch their disease." She grabbed Zig's arm and yanked him out the door.

Zoë scoffed. "What a bitch. That girl has serious problems." She looked over at Rasha, who was squirming in her seat. "Hey, don't worry about it. Esme is just Esme. People at Degrassi aren't usually like that. After all, the student body did elect two gay presidents. Of course, I was still in the closet at the time, but still…"

"It's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"I didn't know you had slept with that many people."

"Oh." Zoë slowly shrugged. "I didn't think you wanted the details."

"So, how many people have you had sex with?"

"Well, first there was Drew, and then Zig and Miles. And then, you know…Grace."

"You never hooked up with Winston?"

Zoë snorted. "God no! I could barely even kiss Winston. I mean, no offense to him, but after kissing girls and realizing that I was gay, it was hard to get into kissing boys. It felt weird."

"By girls you mean Grace…and Esme? I didn't know you liked her."

"I didn't," Zoë said quickly. "I had just been dumped by Grace and I was coming to terms with the fact that maybe I liked girls. Esme was messing with me, trying to get into my head so she could win the spot in the gala. Since getting the role meant having to kiss Winston, I clearly tanked the audition. I saw that she got a callback, so I asked her to show me how she auditioned. We ended up kissing, since it was in the script. That's it."

"And did you like it?"

"Well, yeah. But not because I liked Esme, but just because I was kissing a girl. My body just kind of reacted to it. I can't help that."

"Is that when you knew you were gay?"

Zoë paused before answering. "I guess so. With Grace, I knew I liked her. But I just kind of told myself that the only reason I liked her was because she liked me. Turns out she never liked me and I just saw what I wanted to see. But then when Esme and I kissed, somewhere deep down I knew it wasn't just that I liked Grace, but that I liked girls."

"So if you knew you were gay then why did you date Winston?"

She hesitated before answering. "This is going to sound awful, but at first it was just because I knew he liked me, and I really wanted that spot in the gala. I knew if Winston and I were dating, that I would get it for sure. After the gala, I kept it going because I wanted to make myself straight. I had to be. I knew my mom would never accept me and to be honest, I couldn't even accept myself. But it was too hard. I realized that it was better to be happy with a girl than to be depressed with a boy, no matter what people thought."

"And are you? Happy, I mean."

Zoë smiled and grabbed Rasha's hand. "Very."

Rasha blushed. She looked down at the clipboard in her lap. "We better finish filling out these forms."

The girls left the clinic and got in the car.

"Well, that took forever." Rasha said as she buckled her seatbelt.

"Agreed. I can't believe we have to wait at least a week to get the results. I doubt Grace's mom will let us have any sleepovers before then."

"Maybe not." Rasha smirked, "But that doesn't mean we can't do other things."

Zoë smiled. "Oh? Like what?"

Rasha leaned over towards her girlfriend. "Like this." She softly kissed all the way up her neck to her ear, forcing a shiver from the girl.

"Ugh, I want you so bad."

Rasha smiled and pulled away. "I know, me too. But we can't do anything here in front of the clinic with all of these cars around."

Zoë smiled as an idea hit her. "Maybe not, but I know somewhere else we can go." She gave a devilish grin. She turned the car on and quickly backed out of the parking spot.

Rasha had no idea where Zoë was taking her, but she trusted her girlfriend enough to not question it.

She pulled her tiny red car into a deserted parking lot.

"What is this place?" Rasha asked.

"It used to be a school called Lakehurst. It burnt down back in 2006, but they never re-built anything on the land. So now it's just a deserted place that some students go to when they don't want anyone to see what they're doing."

"It's kind of creepy," Rasha said as she stared at the abandoned, burnt down building.

"Really?"

"Yeah. But, it's also kind of romantic." She leaned over and continued where she left off; kissing Zoë's neck.

A few moans escaped the brunette's mouth. "Do you, um…want to move this to the back seat?"

Rasha pulled back and gave a sweet smile. She unbuckled her seatbelt. Zoë grinned and followed suit. The girls got out of their seats and folded them down to get into the back before shutting the doors.

Zoë leaned over and hungrily smashed her lips against Rasha's. "I've missed this," she whispered as she continued to kiss the short-haired girl. She slowly pushed her girlfriend down as she crawled on top of her."

"Wait, my leg is stuck." She struggled to move it out from under Zoë.

"Oh, sorry," Zoë sat up and hit her head on the ceiling. "Ow! Fuck!"

Rasha giggled as she watched Zoë massage her head.

Zoë sighed. "I don't mean to sound like a spoiled brat, but I really wish I had a car with a bigger back seat."

"I don't know, I kind of like the coziness of it," Rasha said while looking around the small space.

"Well I've never made out with anyone in the backseat of a car, but I don't think it's supposed to be this hard."

"I've never done it either."

The corner of Zoë's mouth curled up. "Well, let's change that." She carefully leaned down on top of Rasha. "Is this okay?"

She nodded and smiled before grabbing the back of Zoë's neck and pulling her into a kiss.

They kissed slowly for a couple of minutes before it became more heated. Both girls began to grind their centers together. Zoë reached her hand down and touched the crotch of Rasha's pants. "God, I can feel the wetness through your jeans."

"Well maybe you should do something about it," she whispered into Zoë's ear.

Zoë unbuttoned Rasha's jeans and slid her hand down her pants. "Oh my god. I've never felt you this wet before."

Rasha moaned. "Well, you look sexy in those skinny jeans. You really turn me on."

Zoë blushed. "Oh yeah? How about when I do this." She pressed her fingers against Rasha's clit, causing her to let out a deep, guttural moan. "I'll take that as a yes." She kissed the Syrian's neck as she strategically moved her fingers. Rasha grabbed Zoë's ass and pulled her into her body, forcing more pressure against her center. She grinded her hips back and forth as her girlfriend massaged her clit.

"Ugh," she moaned as she felt her body tense up. She moved her hips faster against Zoë's hand. "Oh god," she closed her eyes as she felt the energy rush to her core. She held onto Zoë's body until her orgasm subsided. She dropped her head on the seat and sighed. "That was good."

Zoë kissed her nose. "Your face is so cute when you have an orgasm."

Rasha blushed. "Shut up!" She covered her face.

"No, seriously," Zoë laughed. "You squeeze your eyes shut and scrunch your nose. It's adorable."

Rasha sat up. "Well let's see what your face does." She repositioned herself so that she was free from Zoë's body and pushed her girlfriend down onto her back.

"Please do." She spread her legs and looked down at her center, then back up at Rasha.

Rasha unbuttoned Zoë's jeans and struggled to get her hand inside. "As much as I love the way your butt looks in these jeans, they're too tight for me to do anything."

Zoë lifted her hips up and pushed her jeans and panties down her legs, exposing her bare center. She spread her legs to give better access. "Better?"

Rasha stared at her girlfriend's body. She hesitantly pulled Zoë's shirt up over her head, revealing her bright pink bra. She placed her hands on Zoë's collarbone and slowly slid them down her body, feeling every inch. "How can someone be this gorgeous." She moved her hands slowly up and down Zoë's thighs, getting the girl worked up.

"Rasha, please."

"Please what?" She said, slowly moving her hands up to just below Zoë's center, and then back down.

Zoë sighed. "You know what."

Rasha shook her head as she repeated the movement.

"Seriously?"

She shrugged.

"Fine. I want you to touch me."

"I am touching you."

"Rasha!"

"I want to hear you say it."

Zoë rolled her eyes. "Rasha," she looked lustily into the girl's dark brown eyes, "I want you to fuck me. I want you to fuck me hard until my legs start shaking from an intense orgasm."

Rasha moved her hands up once more, this time pushing two fingers inside Zoë.

"Ungh," Zoë shut her eyes and held onto the grab handle strap behind her. Rasha dipped her head down and connected her tongue with Zoë's clit as she continued to pump her fingers.

"Shit. God you're so good at that." She reached down and pushed the back of Rasha's head harder into her center as she rocked her hips. "Faster," she demanded.

The short-haired girl moved her fingers faster and harder inside Zoë as her tongue vigorously moved in circles.

"Oh yeah, don't stop. Fuck me Rasha. You're gonna make me cum." Zoë pulled the grab handle as hard as she could as her abdomen tensed up. "UNGHHHHH!" she screamed. Rasha continued to pump her fingers until she felt Zoë's body go limp.

Rasha smiled. "Yep, just as I suspected."

"What?" she said as she gasped for air.

"You have a cute orgasm face too," she teased.

Zoë shook her head. "I figured you were too busy to notice." She flexed her hand muscles from gripping the strap so tight.

"Yeah right."

Zoë looked around and started laughing.

"What are you laughing at weirdo?"

We fogged the windows up.

Rasha looked around and noticed that every single piece of glass was completely fogged up. "Well I guess now we know for sure that nobody saw us."

"Like we were worried about that. Seriously, who's going to be here on a late Saturday afternoon?"

Knock knock knock

Zoë shot up and saw a silhouette standing outside the driver's side door. "Shit!" She frantically pulled her jeans up and grabbed her shirt as Rasha buttoned her pants. "Who do you think that is?" she whispered as she threw her shirt over her head.

"I have no idea," Rasha whispered back.

"Well, what if it's a burglar or something? Maybe we should just ignore it. Besides, they don't even know we're in here."

"Uh, I think the foggy windows are a clue that someone is in here."

Knock knock knock

"Hello? I know you're in there," said the man outside the door. "It's the police. Open up."

Zoë looked at Rasha, who looked petrified. "Uh, yeah. Just give me one sec." She pulled the driver's seat up and hopped over the folded passenger's seat. She slowly rolled down the window, revealing an older looking man in uniform.

"Uh, hello officer. Is there a problem?"

"Do you know that this is private property? By parking your car here, you're illegally trespassing."

"I'm sorry sir, I had no idea."

"You're lucky I checked to see if someone was in here. They were about to tow the car, but I said that kids are always parking their cars here and getting into trouble." He noticed her disheveled hair. "I see I was right as you and your boy-" He looked in the back seat of the car and saw Rasha sitting there, quietly. He cocked his head to the side. "Oh, uh, my mistake girls. I thought you were a couple."

Zoë rolled her eyes. "We are a couple. And yes, we were having sex back here. So are you going to arrest us or something?"

He cleared his throat as he looked at the two girls, clearly feeling awkward. "No, uh, I don't think that's necessary. I'm just going to let you off with a warning. Just make sure you stay off private property from now on, okay? And don't come back here again." He tilted the brim of his hat and walked off towards his squad car.

Zoë rolled the window up as Rasha opened the door to get into the front seat. "What was that?"

"I don't know, some idiot cop."

"No, I mean you."

Zoë furrowed her brow. "What?"

"Did you have to embarrass us like that? He had no idea what we were doing until you outed us."

"Well I'm sorry if I'm tired of people thinking that two girls can't be together."

"What if we had gotten arrested? If the Nahirs find out that we're together, they could kick me out. And if not for that, they'd definitely kick me out for getting arrested."

"Well he was acting like it was so crazy that we were a couple."

"Not everything has to be about us being gay, Zoë. Or is your pride just that important to you?"

"Look, I'm sorry. I just feel like I'm constantly having to prove myself. People think that just because I have long hair and like to wear makeup that I can't like girls. It just gets frustrating when people assume things about me. I mean, even my own mother thinks I'm just pretending to be a lesbian for attention all because of the way I look. Why can't I just be a girl who likes girls without all of these stereotypes getting in the way?"

Rasha sighed. "I get it. It was the same for me back home. Guys would always ask me out on dates, and my friends didn't believe me when I came out to them. I was so sick of it that I decided to cut my hair. It was…freeing." She grabbed Zoë's hands. "Look, I love who I am. And I'm not ashamed of being gay or anything. Back home I was out to all of my friends and family and I could freely be myself. But I've learned in my past experiences that there are certain situations where it's unsafe for people to know. And if I were in a situation where I could be out then I would totally be right there with you shouting it from the rooftops. But I can't. The Nahirs are my home now, and I can't risk getting kicked out."

"I wish everything was different. That it didn't have to be this big thing. Why is it such a big deal to other people who I'm with?"

Rasha smiled. "It will only get better from here. The world is becoming a more accepting place."

Zoë turned the key in the ignition. "I'm glad I have you." She smiled. "Now let's go eat. You made me hungry."