After Imogen and I spent the whole weekend together, which was lovely, we had to go back to school Monday. Believe me, I loved school, but I loved spending time with my Immy even more. I felt that we had gotten even closer to each other as we spent time talking about her and her family. I was happy. But when school came around, we knew that our good weekend had to come to a close.

At first, Imogen was really hesitant to be public with our lesbian relationship at school. Of course, people knew that we were besties, she just didn't want them to know that we were actual girlfriends yet. I understood where she was coming from though. She was afraid that people would judge her for being gay. I'm sure that they would, there was no questioning that. But I was trying to stay optimistic about things to help her get over her fear of being judged.

It was Monday morning, and a nice one at that. It was sunny outside and the weather was fair. Immy and I were talking on the phone before we were headed off to Degrassi Community School for the first time as a couple. I could still tell she was nervous. When she was nervous, I was nervous. "Good morning Fions!" She greeted brightly. Imogen was definitely a morning person. Well, an all day person rather. She was always so happy and energetic, something that I loved about her. Immy could definitely brighten up a dark room.

"Morning." I replied with a smile. I was a bit tired, and you could tell in my tone of voice.

"Your morning voice is cute." Imogen said with a giggle.

I could only smile at her laughter. "Too bad you don't have one." I fake pouted.

"That's only 'cause I had coffee!" She answered.

"Bring me some?" I asked.

"Of course Fi. What kind...?"

"Just bring me the stuff you always drink." I waved it off, as I had tasted her coffee before. She always drank hers super sweet, and it soothed the throat.

"Okidoki." Imogen said with a smile.

"So... Do you want to walk to school together?" I asked her as I heard some very poppy indie music come on in the background on the other line. She must like to dance in the morning. I could see her doing that. It seemed to fit her personality quite well. There was a moment of silence on the other line until she spoke.

"Huh?" She asked and I laughed.

"Do you want to walk to school together?" I repeated.

"Nah, it will take too long." She answered quickly.

"You sure?" I asked knitting my eyebrows together.

"Fi, I'm sure." Imogen replied. "Meet me at my locker?" She then asked. I smiled at her newfound enthusiasm to meet me at school.

"Of course. See you at school Immy." I said.

"See you, Fions." Imogen parted, and we hung up our phones. I then continued to get ready for school. Today was a lazy Monday so I decided on a simple outfit. I didn't feel like getting too dressed up, although I did like to look pretty for Imogen. I was wearing my favorite pair of worn down skinnies with an off the shoulder crop top. I was wearing barely any make up, so it looked all natural, and my brunette waves of hair were tied up into a messy bun piled a top my head. I spritzed some of my favorite body spray on, the kind Immy got me a while ago, and picked up my tote bag with all my school books in it. I finally began my walk to Degrassi. When I got to school, I did as I promised and I met Imogen at her locker.

"Princess Fiona is here!" I joked as I appeared beside Imogen. She laughed, then pulled a small disposable coffee cup of coffee out of her locker.

"Your coffee madam." She said and I took it. "Sorry if it's a little cold." She apologized sheepishly.

"No, it's okay." I assured her and took a small sip. It was still fairly warm. "Thanks for bringing it." I thanked with a smile.

"No problemo." Imogen smiled as she continued to get stuff out of her locked.

"So I was wondering if you wanted to come over after school for like... A dinner date?" I asked, trying to find the right words to describe it. I really just wanted to cook for Immy.

"Dinner date?" She turned to face me, a bit confused.

"I will be cooking dinner." I announced proudly.

"Ooh la la, Fiona Coyne five-star chef. Who would have thought?" Imogen teased and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm serious Immy!" I whined.

"Relax, of course I'll come." She reassured me and I smiled.

"Yay." I said smiling.

"We need to go or we'll be late." Imogen scolded.

"Okay." I replied. "One quick thing?" I asked.

"Yeah?" She answered.

"Is it okay if I kiss you?" I asked, unsure if she was going for the no PDA at school. Hopefully she would say yes. I was dying to feel her lips against mine again like on the weekend.

"Sure Fiona." Immy nodded and I smiled.

"Okay." I said with a nod, and ever so gently I pressed my firm lips to hers in a quick chaste kiss. Hopefully she was okay with it. We separated with a smile. "One more?" I asked again and she nodded. So I repeated the kiss, and everything was okay until some rude guy saw us kissing and called out to us.

"Dykes!"

We then separated from each other quickly, and I noticed hurt on Imogen's face. I knew that whoever just called out to us hurt her feelings big time, because she was being judged. She then shut her locker and looked up at me. She almost looked like she was about to cry at any moment. "Let's go to class, okay?" Imogen said and I nodded and we started walking. I wanted to hold her hand to comfort her, but I was afraid that she didn't want me to.

"I'm sorry." I apologized. I had no idea what I was saying sorry for, but it felt needed.

"It's fine." Imogen replied, but I had a feeling that it wasn't fine. She was upset or angry or something. I didn't want to push her so I just left it alone. But throughout the rest of the day, Imogen was different. She wasn't being her usual quirky self. I knew something was wrong. Even when the school day was over and we were walking back to my condo, she was unusually quiet. I knew something was bothering her, and I was going to figure out what it was as soon as we were at my place.