A dim glow emitted from Fiona's alarm clock, casting the room in a bluish haze. The clock read 12:47 a.m.; well past Fiona's bedtime. She inhaled deeply, trying to push all thoughts out of her mind. A cool breeze drifted through the room, as Fiona had opened the window to her fire escape to listen to the sounds of Toronto.
Try as she might, she couldn't banish the thoughts that crept into her head after Imogen had left her loft. The night had been fairly eventful for both of them. Finding her alcohol stash was awkward enough; then Imogen had to throw around lines to leave Fiona even more curious about the girl.
Soulmates.
What did she mean? Fiona knew overanalyzing the phrase would cause her more trouble than anything, but she couldn't help it. After tonight, Fiona realized that Imogen was becoming more than a friend to her. It wasn't that hard to figure out; the butterflies in her stomach, the sweaty palms when she came close to the other girl, being at a loss for words. She had been there before with Holly J, so the realization that she had a crush on Imogen wasn't a surprising one.
What she didn't want to admit was that this time it went beyond a crush. Even though she had the butterflies again, they were much stronger than with Holly J. Of course when Imogen threw out the's' word, Fiona knew she had to stop the heartache train before it began. She hadn't overcome her feelings for Holly J just to be sucked into another straight girl down spiral.
She sighed once more and flipped herself over, snuggling into the silk sheets, the cool breeze sliding against her exposed shoulders. Pushing Eli to Imogen would be the only chance she had to escape this before it grew to the point of no return. Resolution set into Fiona, and she knew what she needed to do to save herself from the mess of a straight girl crush.
Tapping her foot to music only she could hear, Imogen sat in 4th period, tuning out the boring lecture from Ms. O about Music Theory. Imogen took a moment to peer at Eli from the corner of her eye and saw that he, as well, seemed to be ignoring the lecture and was writing something instead.
She had been surprised to hear from Fiona that Eli had feelings for her. The events of last year still plagued Imogen. She had been madly in lust with him last year, but like she had explained to Fiona last night, she sent those feelings packing.
Now, as she had time to ponder, she realized that he was a fairly decent looking guy. He was nicely built with sloppy yet attractive dark hair, and ever since he continued his medication he had been a great friend to her. However, that was Imogen's dilemma. Eli was, indeed, a good friend but did she still want to be with him?
Every time she thought about Eli, Fiona came to mind as well. Why? Imogen didn't have the answer to that question, either. Imogen knew Fiona was gay; everyone in the class knew. Imogen never considered herself gay because of her feelings toward Eli, but she knew that there were more than just normal friendship feelings for Fiona floating about. Oddly enough, the thought didn't scare her as much as she thought it would.
What did scare her, though, was the fact that Fiona was really trying to set her and Eli up. Did this mean that Fiona no longer wanted to be friends? Had she done something so crazy that Fiona was embarrassed to be seen with her?
Plagued with her issue, Imogen let out a loud, verbal sigh.
"Yes, Miss Moreno, is my class boring you that much?" Ms. O asked, as she stood in front of the room, one hand on her hip and eyebrow raised beneath her glasses.
Imogen blushed as she sank into her seat, feeling all eyes on her.
"No, Ms. O, it won't happen again." Imogen nearly whispered as the classroom fell completely silent. Ms. O shook her head, took a deep breath and turned back to the chalkboard, continuing her lecture.