Imogen was humming to herself while flipping the pancakes that she was cooking for a surprise breakfast in bed for her guest when her father, Luis Moreno, walked in with his brief case and an extra bag full of examination papers of his students that he brought home last night. "Someone just woke up on the right side of the bed this morning." Luis Moreno sat on the kitchen counter noticing his daughter's bubbly air.
"Morning dad!" Imogen sang her greetings to her father and gave him a quick hug when she walked to his side of the counter.
Luis just made a confused grin at his daughter and then took a sip of his coffee waiting in front of him. "Oh Immy, do you have a guest last night? I heard you talking with someone of a rather female voice."
"That was Fiona Coyne dad." Imogen looked at her father nodding with a wide smile on her face wherein Luis raised his eye brows with a questioning look. "Yes dad, definitely the Fiona Celestine Arabella Coyne I am talking about." Imogen said to explain any further.
"The diplomat's daughter? What was she doing here?" Luis asked somewhat incredulous.
"You mean is, what is she doing here? Upstairs, in my room, right now." Imogen was grinning and pointing the way to her room upstairs.
"You kidnapped her?" Luis said trying to become humorous.
Imogen looked at her father intently. "Dad!" She pouted in an adorable manner.
"You finally make friends with her. I'm happy for you." Luis laughed at his daughter's reaction as he put down his cup of coffee that Imogen always prepare for him, black and less sugar, leaving it on his side of the counter every morning.
"That is why I'm gonna get this food upstairs for her to chow down And here's yours." Imogen placed a plate of two pieces of pancakes on a wooden tray, an orange juice and the syrup and butter placed in a different container because she wouldn't know how much of Fiona would pour in her food. She left two more pancakes with her father and walked towards the stairs immediately before her guest woke up.
"Oh, OK! Thanks princess. And good luck." Luis took a sip of his coffee once again and grabbed his briefcase to continue checking some unfinished papers.
"Good morning sunshine! Breakfast in bed." Imogen walked in holding the wooden tray complete with a stalk of red rose that she pulled out from their vase placed on the table next to her bedroom door.
"I never thought that you will spoil your guest, I mean strangers such as myself like this. I mean if you keep on doing that I may get used to intruding your private space every time." Fiona sat up and stretched out her hands to wake up from her deep slumber.
Imogen placed the tray in front of Fiona and sat on the edge of the bed looking and waiting for her guest to take the food.
"Mmmm, pancakes." Fiona looked at her food joyously sniffing its sweet aroma.
"You like." Imogen asked somewhat happy of Fiona's appreciation.
"I loved." Fiona grabbed a piece of pancake and bit it. "So, last night, I'm kinda curious. What were you doing in Degrassi at an unholy hour, you were not obviously in there for the prom?"
Imogen pushed the middle of her glasses to her eyes and sighed deeply. "I was trying my luck on song writing, I am by the way a musician at heart aside from being a visual arts enthusiast."
"Really, are you in a band? I mean Holly J's friend Sav, plays the guitar but I guess I'm not just into that, I watched them play and all and that's just it."
"No, my friend Adam Torres is actually a bass player and he is convincing me to put up a band or join a band with him but I guess we haven't had any luck."
"Well can I hear it?" Fiona asked a bit excited but Imogen gave her a nervous look. "Your song, the one you are composing." She clarified.
"Well, I don't have an axe around here and it's not yet finished, it's a bit embarrassing to show off my unfinish works." Imogen shied away from Fiona's request.
"Oh, OK." Fiona said trying not to push Imogen.
"Fine, the truth is, I don't know how and where to start, I mean I am completely clueless how to make a good melody or even lyrics for just one song."
"Perhaps you can come up with one if you keep on listening to more songs or just try more and keep on trying, never give up." Fiona raised her fist in a manner that looks like cheering for Imogen and she grinned trying to encourage her. "Well, why not write something about loving someone who can't love you back and just by looking at that person there is contentment, joy and the beauty of unconditional love that all you want is for her happiness although if it meant that you will go on with your future without her. Being so close yet so far in her heart and still pretend that everything will go too well being just a friend, just someone she can cry with, to fight with, to laugh with or be just beside her when she needed you the most but never more than a person you wanted her to be. A lover, a knight in shining armour, her Romeo or perhaps another Juliet or should I say her honey bear, just someone she can call her friend. Just friends." Fiona shrugged her shoulders and smirked at a sudden realization of Holly J and Declan, the bitterness crawled back to her thought bringing a sting to her heart and tears to her eyes but she held back the tears once she saw Imogen looking at her intently.
"Wow! That is just so heart wrenching but the bright side is, you gave me a good idea for a song." Imogen stood up and pointed upwards.
"I did?" Fiona asked furrowing her brows.
"Of course you do! I can definitely relate to your mini drama there." Imogen smiled, she walked straight to her study table, took a pen, a paper and a recorder to write down her song and recording her voice but unknown to Fiona, she was definitely moved by her mini speech because she felt the same with the socialite eating her pancake that she cooked for her.
Fiona walked inside the loft with a wide a smile on her face, she felt light and alive that she literally danced her way inside the condo. She was humming a tune that Imogen was composing before she left her house.
"Fi what were you thinking? Where have you been all night? We were worried sick about you! Why is your cellphone's off? And what is this dancing all about? Are you drunk?" Declan approached her a little angry.
"Why are you shouting? Will you chill. No, I am not drunk alright." Fiona frowned at her brother irritated of his actions towards her.
"Did you have a fling last night or are you on drugs?" Declan asked again crossing his arms across his chest and looking at Fiona incredulously.
"You're vile." Fiona squinted her eyes at Declan and walked pass him slightly bumping his shoulders. "I met a new friend and I stayed with her for the entire night."
"OK, your revelation for being gay is quite alright for me but don't you think it's too late to go looking for girlfriend here in Toronto now that we are going home to New York and our flight is just about after a couple of hours?"
"What? I totally forgot about it. I have to go back to Imogen, she didn't know I'm leaving, I never even got her number and all-."
"No, forget it, your things are not yet pack and you prefer to say bye, bye to a new so-called friend of yours. Just find her in Facerange and befriend her or something just start packing and dressing our cab will be here soon." Declan grabbed Fiona to stop her from walking out the condo wherein she cannot protest anymore to see Imogen for the last time or else they will miss their flight.
Fiona was able to keep in touch with Imogen via Facerange despite of the fact that their mother had sold their loft in Toronto to finally settle in New York, Imogen would sometimes post a shout out on Fiona's wall, like or comment on some of her pictures or wall post and she would do the same to the spectacled girl but meeting someone in a fleeting moment and college did make her forget about Imogen gradually. Her love for Holly J didn't vanished that fast because they still spent more time together although her friend went to Yale and she went to NYU still, during weekends their shopping habits were the same. Fiona did had flings and a couple of almost steady relationships with pretty girls in College until she finally accepted that she and Holly J will never be more than friends but somehow nothing still fit with the girls she has been with. There will still be something missing and occasionally she remembered the spectacled girl who helped her the night of the prom but she decided to drop it because Imogen was a stranger to her and in world with a billion people, it is impossible that their paths will cross once again.
Imogen finished writing her song within a day after Fiona left, she felt bad that she left to New York without even telling her about it but she realized that a whole night of bonding with her doesn't mean that they already made a connection. Nevertheless, seeing Fiona's friend request on FaceRange ignited a light of hope within her. By the time she reached 12th grade she auditioned for a band named Whisper Hug with Adam and they both got in. She kept in touch with Fiona via Facerange in three years but eventually stopped when her band were getting gigs in and outside of Toronto and the older girl was obviously with her college life and all. During her college years, Whisper Hug's songs were finally playing on the radio and their first self made music video was becoming viral on Youtube. Whisper Hug was fast becoming a household name in Canada until eventually their original songs were slowly penetrating the US charts as well. Imogen was getting used to the fact that they were already famous and boys maybe following her tail but somehow her attraction to girls also got her a casual fling with the same sex. She did had a relationship with a guy but eventually broke up when she met a beautiful curly brunette girl in one of their concerts that her boyfriend caught them lip locking at the backstage which caused a stir and her name known to as the bisexual Whisper Hug drummer but her publicity gathered more fans for her band in the US especially the queer audience knowing that the lesbian fans are the most loyal and supportive ones. Despite of the limelight and the fame, something was missing and just don't fit for Imogen that she still kept inside her and in her pocket, a song that she wrote when the beautiful socialite from New York slept in her room a night at the prom that she didn't even attended to. She kept it there when she goes up on stage or had a television or radio station interview hoping to finally sing it in public for Fiona Celestine Arabella Coyne whom she was anticipating to be watching or even listening.
She went down inside the subway in a hurry hoping to impress her boss and although her new job was not that close to her designing skills, and dreams to be considered a top designer someday, but being a wardrobe consultant is a first step in reaching her dreams. The sea of people in the subway for Fiona at a rush hour will always be stressful and she felt like going back to her lifestyle as a rich and famous socialite of Manhattan but those hands that were covering her eyes for a surprise was one thing that kept her on her feet.
"I believe you know who this is." The girl behind her whispered in a very sexy manner.
"Fiona turned around and hugged the girl behind her in an instant. "Charlie! So, do you come here to wish me luck?"
"Perhaps you mean, to kiss you luck gorgeous." With that, Charlie pulled her closer and they shared a passionate kiss in the subway as the people walked pass them.