"Hey, I'm not asking you o come home with me, I'm asking to sit at your table. Are you so much of a snob that you can't even sit with a boy like me for ten minutes?"

Fiona's temples throbbed and she wondered if the pulsating could be seen as clearly as she felt it. "Listen, I am not interested. All I want is for you to leave me alone." Finally the boy walked back to his table, where his friends were laughing at his rejection. Fiona took no pleasure or pride out of hearing the boy being ridiculed. They of course assumed she was trying to humiliate him or reject him hurtfully, which of course she wasn't.

Yes, of course I said no because I'm a snob. It's not like I'd rather have coffee with a girl or quietly by myself.

"He was pretty cute; I'm surprised you didn't want to talk to him. Do you have a boyfriend or something?" Fiona turned to toward the sound of a woman's voice; though, it turned out to be a girl her age who had spoken. She was a tall girl, thick, but not from fat. Her short ash brown hair was pinned or gelled fancily on top of her head. There were a few yellow and blue streaks running through the curls which matched her eye shadow colors. The rest of her face was bare of any make-up and her loose-fitting clothes looked well-worn. Fiona recognized the look from many of the fashion spreads she owned from this year; she was a big fan of it, but unfortunately she couldn't seem to pull it off herself.

"No I don't have a boyfriend, actually. As I said, I just wasn't interested." The girl's responding smile was satisfied and greedy. It didn't take Fiona long to realize what this girl's game was. She smirked. "I'm Fiona."

"Pretty name; mine is Georgia." Georgia sat across from Fiona at the table. Fiona looked more closely at the girl's face; it was thin and plain, in a good way. Her eyes were either dark gray or dark bluish, Fiona couldn't tell. Her hair and make-up was very Avante Garde, a style Fiona was thinking she'd like to adopt.

"So, now you know about my relationship status. What about you?" She hoped Georgia could tell that she was baiting her; she wasn't a big fan of lengthy flirtation.

Apparently Georgia was also not one for games, "I've been single for far too long, and I'm in the market for a hot girl." She winked afterward and both girls had to laugh at their thinly veiled flirting. "So…would you like to get together later?"

"We're together now," Georgia cocked her eyebrow. "But, seriously, yes I would like to."

"Good we can have dinner at Moira's. Do you know that place?"

"I've passed it."

"Well I'm well acquainted and it's really great, lesbian-friendly if you know what I mean." Fiona looked confused. "Means it's a gay hang-out filled with Lesbos and no guys are going to be gawking at us like idiots or asking for three-ways."

"Oh, heavenly" Fiona said with complete sincerity.

"Tell me about it." The girl at the pick-up counter called out an order, "Oh, that's me; I'll see you at seven then, good?"

"Sure, great, I'll see you."

Georgia picked up her drink then left the coffee shop. Fiona felt ecstatic. The way Georgia looked at her made her feel excited and alive. Georgia looked at her like she was a piece of meat, but also like she was a beautiful work of art; and Fiona found it very thrilling. She was already imagining Georgia laying with her in bed and being held in her arms. It was a nice image that made her anxious to get out of her loneliness. Though it didn't affect her heart rate the way thinking about holding Holly J did.

But, she supposed it was beside the point anyway. Just because she loves Holly J doesn't mean she can't still have casual sex and flings. She only hoped Georgia wasn't expecting too much from her. But, if the girl's easy-going attitude and lust-filled eyes were anything to go by, she thought Georgia wasn't looking for much more than a fling anyway.

In any event, she was really grateful to have another good thing happen to her. Today had been going pretty well as it was, watching Holly J storm past her and hearing the tell-tale sound of a locker slamming unnecessarily hard as she walked down the hall. She thought it would be fun to see Holly J all affected by the mere presence of her; and it was fun, and promising.

On top of all that, on Friday Declan would be going on a second date with a very nice girl named Vanessa. So she no longer had to feel guilty about him. And maybe seeing how he had moved on so quickly would make him seem less special and alluring to Holly J; which was perfect for Fiona.

um, Hi

I just want to say, that the belief that all boys and men are stupid or insensitive, or asinine is merely a part of Fiona's personal attitude toward all people below her class. The guy in the beginning was a plot device used to attract another girl to Fiona and I do not think all males are insufferable like that. I may be a lesbian, but I don't hate men as the stereotype suggests (more like insists). I say this because my bisexual friend likes to read male/male HP stories. A lot of these stories include, shall-we-say, overly-interested girls who "turn the boys off to girls" or in other words, "turn them gay" and I know that common belief in society is that lesbians like women only because of bad experiences with men…not usually the case. I wonder if anyone else finds it odd and annoying that many gay/lesbian people/characters are seen as "blank who don't like blank" instead of "blank who like blank." You know what I mean?