Monday: September 16th 2013

Time – 5:20 AM

Point of View: Zelda

It's been about a month since school started and everything's finally starting to feel normal. I'm used to waking up on time, I'm used to doing the homework, and I'm used to interacting with the wide variety of people that can be found in the building. Some are nice… Some are not so nice. My particular friend group hasn't changed much since day two, but that's not really a problem seeing as it's way more friends than I had before. Granted, there is that weird Ghirahim guy who always seems to be lurking around. He just sits at our table sometimes and babbles about Hylia knows what. It's different every time and the only consistent factor is how weird it always is.

I'm not saying he's a bad guy, I hardly know him! I'm just confused whenever he talks. If he just acted like a normal human being I'm sure we'd let him sit with us every day! Then again, who am I to insult other people's social skills? Before last month I didn't have a single person I could call a true friend. I just wish I could help him convey what he's thinking in a saner manner. I crawl out of bed reluctantly and head towards the bathroom. Another day another dollar… Too bad I don't get paid.

As the hot water runs down my back and trails to my feet I think about last night's homework. I'm sure Fi wouldn't let me forget any of it, but maybe it's best to check anyway when I get out… Almost every day after school Fi comes home with me. We talk, work on homework, and nap. I know it seems weird, but we don't grow tired of it. Maybe it's because we prefer it to being alone… Around the evening she goes home, but not before checking my assignment book and making me present each completed sheet.

I swear I only forgot to do my homework once. Once! But Fi now insists on making sure. While in most cases this would come off as controlling or condescending, I think it's kind of sweet. It really shows that she cares. Who knows why someone like her tolerates my shenanigans, but I appreciate it. I turn the knobs and the water stops. As I dry myself off I mentally go over everything that was assigned as well as trying to remember Fi checking it all. I enter my room and begin getting dressed.

Once that's done I'm able to get out the papers and check. As I suspected, there was nothing left to do. I sigh and allow myself to lie in bed for a little bit, exhausted. My mind can't help but wonder to bad places as I lay in the dark silent room. I do this thing where if I'm ever feeling happy, my mind races to something awkward or embarrassing to compensate… I think back to the second day of school, the day I met Midna and Malon… That was a good day.

But there was one part of the day that I try to forget… The time I made everything tense and awkward by implying Fi and I were a thing… I still shiver at the thought of it. I was touching her breasts for Din's sake! Not intentionally, and I sure as hell didn't mean it in a sexual way, but I was touching them, and things got awkward real fast.

I groan out loud just thinking about it, it was so awkward! Trying to dismiss the memory to a dark corner of my mind, I stand up and assemble my things. It's been a month now and no one's mentioned it, I'm sure that I just blew it out of proportion. Fi probably didn't even think it was awkward at all! She might not remember that it happened! This gives me the peace of mind I needed to continue on with my morning.

Monday: September 16th 2013

Time – 2:55 PM

Point of View: Zelda

The bus drops Fi and me off at my house like it does every day. She luckily lives within walking distance of my place, making our afterschool study sessions all the more convenient. We enter the living room and get out our books. She walks to the kitchen and helps herself to the supply of apple cider she stashes in the back of my refrigerator. Apparently it's what she always drinks when she needs to concentrate. At first it was weird, but now it's kind of nice to share a glass with her every now and then. After this she sits and begins writing. I try to do the same but find myself getting distracted by the littlest things. After a few minutes of this she breaks the silence.

"'X' equals two point five." She says, her eyes still focused on her own paper.

"What?" I ask, confused.

"The answer to the question is 'X' equals two point five. You've been staring at it for over five minutes now." Fi explains.

"Oh… Thanks." I laugh, writing it down.

How did she figure that out mentally? I give up… Now determined to finish the rest of the assignment without her assistance, I pick up my pace and begin working again. About fifteen minutes later the silence is broken yet again by Fi's phone beeping. She grabs it and puts in her password.

"It's Midna, wants to know if we're doing anything important." She explains, already typing.

"And…?" I ask, wondering what her answer's going to be.

After she hits 'send', she answers.

"I asked if she wanted to come over, I assume you don't mind."

I smile and laugh.

"Of course not! But you know she's probably just gonna ask for the answers to the math." I joke, standing and stretching.

"We'll give her your paper then and she can copy the answers, I don't wanna do work all night."

Midna arrives pretty soon after this and we all hang out for a while as she copies down my answers. Typical. We all sit in my living room talking for over an hour about nothing of importance. Fi's phone then rings again. This time however she isn't smiling. A worried expression overcomes her face and she stands. Midna and I sit there confused as she packs her bags in a hurry.

"Is something wrong Fi?" The Twili asks.

"Nothing too bad, I just need to get home." She explains, now wearing a fake smile.

"Okay…" I reply, not buying it. "Well, let us know if you can meet back up with us later…"

She quickly says 'okay' and hurries out the door. This happens from time to time, but she never says what it's about. Midna doesn't say anything, she's just staring at the door in thought. We awkwardly sit there for a while before she speaks up.

"Probably relationship issues." She finally says plainly.

"What!?" I ask, surprised. "Fi's not dating anyone."

Midna gives me a look of 'really?', this makes me double check every memory I have with Fi. I still don't remember anything to imply she was seeing someone.

"It's not a happy one, I honestly don't know why she's with him." The pale girl explains, messing with her phone.

"With who? Why don't I know about this!?" I exclaim.

"Jeez, calm down a little Zelda. Why do you care so much is the real question?"

I pause for a moment, trying to understand my current emotions. I feel hurt, betrayed, stupid… And a little jealousy? Could it be that I wanted all of Fi's free time to myself? Could it be that I too want someone to call my own? Or is it… Something else…

"Who is it?" I ask a second time, much more calmly.

"Pretty sure it's Ghirahim. I know, I know, who the fuck would wanna date that guy?" She laughs. "But the way they look at each other, and the way she smiles at her phone sometimes, I think it's pretty likely."

I take a moment to let this information soak in. Ghirahim? Ghirahim? Fi would waste her time with him!? It doesn't sound right… I know that I've only been friends with her for a month, but this just doesn't sound like her… He's rude, gross, cocky, unsociable, and an infinite number of other repulsive things! I must look as upset as I am, because Midna's now staring at me deep in thought. I wait for her to speak, hopefully to tell me she was just kidding.

"Zelda, I know you don't think he's a good match for her, but really, why do you care this much? It's not going to last, we both know that. He's horrible for her. When a friend is dating an asshole, unless you think he's going to really hurt her, you just wait for it to end and support her afterward." She explains, confused.

"I don't know! I'm just upset, okay?" I cross my arms and look away.

Midna smiles and sits next to me.

"I'm sorry, that's fine. I'm worried too, but we have to wait for her to realize what we already know or else she'll get hurt even more. We'll support her through this and after it's over too. Now c'mon, I need help with English." She laughs, getting out her book.

Honestly, I'm happy for the distraction…

Monday: September 16th 2013

Time – 3:45 PM

Point of View: Fi

I try to focus on texting and not running into someone as I walk down the sidewalk at the same time. I'm great at multitasking, I'll be fine. Ghirahim has been sending me high maintenance texts for a few minutes now. I swear, the only reason I'm with him is because Dad asked me if I had met any interesting boys. This made me realize that I was expected to have a high school boyfriend to fulfill my role as the perfect daughter. And while I'm sure that tons of boys would like to get to know me for one reason or another, I was particularly interested in one boy. Ghirahim.

He fascinated me with his complex personality, and still does to this day. One moment he's threatening the pizza delivery man, the next he's crying because an animated squirrel was injured on TV. I've been trying to get an understanding of him since the moment I accepted him as my boyfriend. While I'd love to psychoanalyze him for hours, he prefers video games and movies. Oh well, at least I know the many ways he responds to failure and success now…

The reason I had to leave the Harkinian house so suddenly was because he sent me a massive text describing how I don't care about him and would rather be there than with him. While, yes, I would rather be helping Zelda with her homework, watching Bambi with him and holding him as he cries is also necessary. I approach my house to find he's already sitting on the steps, intensely typing on his phone. Seeing as the message is most likely for me, I clear my throat to let my presence be known.

He looks up and frowns before going back to his phone.

"Oh, look who decided to humor me." He mumbles, flipping his hair and sighing.

I let out a sigh myself before sitting next to him.

"I'm sorry Ghirahim. I shouldn't dedicate all my time to everything but you. I know you'd like to hang out after school too, and I promise to do that with you more frequently." Is all I have to say.

He immediately perks up and smiles.

"Thank you Fi, that's what I like to hear. I'm sorry for being such an ass. You have friends other than me and I need to respect that, do you forgive me?" He asks, leaning in.

Well, I knew this was coming. Though we have never shared a kiss before, I knew that an argument between two people who care about each other romantically usually results in an 'it's okay' kiss. The thought crossed my mind on the way here, but I kind of hoped it wouldn't happen. I'm not sure why, but the idea of pressing bacteria covered lips against another pair of bacteria covered lips and swapping saliva never appealed to me. Any time I've pictured kissing someone I was not impressed, maybe even a little grossed out. But this is what needs to be done to bring the argument to a close.

I feel as he stops mere inches from my face, awaiting a response.

"Yes, I forgive you."

He then plants a kiss directly on my lips. I sit there counting to five mentally as he moans and wraps an arm around my back. Well, it appears this is going further than I anticipated. I feel as his lips move around mine and his hand rubs my back. Is this really sexual activity? I have to admit, it doesn't live up to the hype. In fact, I'm kind of uncomfortable right now. To my dismay, his tongue leaves his lips and begins massaging mine; coating them with his spit.

Realizing that I should be enjoying this, I let out as convincing of a moan as I can and place a hand on his leg. I feel him smile against my lips and continue his oral assault. Finally his phone rings; forcing him to pull away and answer it. When he's not looking I wipe my mouth and reposition the shirt he messed up. After he hangs up, he stands and offers me a hand.

"Sorry, that was my friend. Turns out I'm free for the rest of the day, wanna go inside?" He smiles.

I reluctantly take his hand and walk inside, most likely to continue making out. Sadly I was correct. While he never overstepped his bounds, he made kissing as sexual as it can possibly be. Biting my lip, licking my cheeks, nibbling on my neck. I merely lie there as he does as he wishes. As I continue lying there, I wonder if I could take a nap as he kisses me… Would he notice? It's not like I'm doing much as it is… And I'm kinda tired… Before I can make a decision he pulls away again, grinning.

"Wow Fi, this is great!" He exclaims.

"I know right!" I giggle. If the house could catch fire so we had to evacuate that'd be amazing…

He goes back to kissing me on the mouth for a while longer. Soon, however, he gets a phone call and informs me that he has to go. Fine by me. I pout for a while and ask him to stay, hoping to Hylia he won't take the offer. Thankfully he doesn't and leaves. I sit there for a while where we were making out and just think. Why wasn't my body reacting to his kisses? I've read that it's just supposed to happen. I guess I always assumed that while I was never drawn to that kind of stuff, if it happened I would get into it and enjoy myself.

I decide to walk back to Zelda's and find the living room only occupied by Midna. She sees that my hair is messed up and grins. I blush and quickly fix it. I suppose she knows. This isn't a shock to me, Midna is incredibly observant, and I haven't exactly been careful to hide it. I sit down on the couch and wait for her snarky comment.

"You weren't gone for that long, what happened?" She laughs.

"Meh." Is all I say, looking over Zelda's homework.

"Meh?" She laughs even harder. "Is he not very good?"

"I'm not sure. We were making out and I felt nothing. It was actually kind of gross. I don't wanna do it again." I explain, blushing.

She stares at me again, thinking.

"Is it because you're gay?" She asks like it's no big deal.

This hits me like a train. Gay? Me? No way! Then again… I did just get to nearly second base with a guy and felt nothing… Oh Din…

"No way." I say, not too sure anymore.

She laughs and sits next to me.

"It's okay if you are, I'm not judging, but it would make sense."

No… I can't be… The perfect daughter isn't attracted to girls… Not that Dad has ever said anything against gay people… I just doubt he'd want me to be! I begin breathing heavily.

"Fi! It's okay!" She tries to calm me down, but fails.

"Where's Zelda?" I ask, trying to move my mind away from this.

"In the shower, just went upstairs right before you came."

Oh no, now I'm picturing Zelda in the shower! Her naked form… I'm also picturing every girl I've ever known's naked form! Midna can sense my panic attack coming and speaks up.

"You wanna know a way to know for sure? That way you can stop questioning and move on?" She offers.

I nod 'yes' quickly.

What happens next was not expected. Midna leans in and plants a kiss on my lips! A girl! Kissing my mouth! I feel how soft she is, and her hands secure me as she continues kissing. I moan, and realize that it's all over. Her tongue delicately traces my lips before probing them for access. I slowly open them and begin French kissing her! Before it goes any further, she pulls away; wiping her mouth.

"There you go, you just enjoyed kissing me. And you didn't enjoy kissing a guy." She explains, blushing.

"Midna… Do you…?" I begin to ask.

"Like you? No. You're cute as hell and I loved kissing you just then, but no way!" She laughs. "You're not my type. An overbearing brainiac who's trying to be something she's not? I'll leave that to the lucky girl you date someday."

Everything I know about myself starts making sense… I'm seeing signs of it scattered throughout my entire life! I'm attracted to girls! And not just any girl either…

"Zelda…" I mumble.

"Wow. Shocker." Midna laughs, walking back to her chair.

"Is it really that obvious?" I ask, worried.

"To her? No. You're fine." She sits down. "But I've been waiting for you two to finally date since the day I met you."

"Do you think she's into girls?" I ask, not wanting the answer.

Midna thinks for a moment before making a sound of, 'I dunno'.

"Great. That makes this easier." I mumble.

"It's hard with girls, trust me. Because close female friends already act a lot like a couple. They cuddle, touch each other a lot, are comfortable in the same bed, say 'I love you', all that stuff. It's hard to tell if she's romantically interested in you or platonically interested. I guess that's something you'll have to figure out on your own."

Our conversation is cut short by Zelda walking down the staircase. She sees me and smiles. Oh Hylia… Her smile! I'm in trouble… She hurries down the steps.

"Hey Fi! Didn't know you were coming back!" She happily says, sitting next to me on the couch.

"Yeah, turns out it was a false alarm. How about I help you finish up this work and then we all three do something?" I offer, grabbing a pencil.

She agrees and leans down towards her work on the table. I notice her breasts for the first time as she does this. Midna grins at me when she sees this. I awkwardly help her finish up her work. Midna then stands and grabs her bag.

"Well, it's been real, but I gotta get going. You two have fun though." She says, winking at me.

That sneaky bitc-

"Aw, okay! See you tomorrow Midna!" Zelda says. "Welp, just the two of us now."

"Looks like it…" I laugh. I'm screwed.