” Amber murmured, and Heather laughed.“I’m not. I’ve got a boyfriend, actually...there was just something about you, something about those clo...hes. You’re fucking gorgeous, you know that?”“Yeah...” Amber said with a smile.There was another long pause.“So, are you?” Heather asked, and Amber shook her head in response.“Nope,” she said. “I guess I’m just...exploring my dyke side a bit.”To the dismay of the gaggle of boys who had gathered outside the window, Amber closed the blinds, and helped. I wondered what was going on in her mind so simply lay there looking at her. She didn’t speak and the silence was getting to me.“Are you okay?”“Not really.”“Talk to me. Have I done something wrong?”“No, you have treated me better than anyone in my life. I’m trying to rationalize my feelings with everything that has happened over the last week.”“What do you mean rationalize your feelings?”“When we first met I wanted to have sex with you. One of the girls had told me that there was a rumour going. Immediately after, Brynja felt the name in her mind, as if someone had physically embedded it deep within her psyche. The name felt... Important, she needed to know this name, it was such a beautiful name after all how could she ever forget it?"Do you intend to harm us?" Questioned Brynja.No. Brynja felt a heat rise in her chest, slowly it began to grow and move down her body, after what felt to her like an eternity it nestled itself between her legs. The name Asyra came flying to the front of. "I should probably make some phone calls," I said.She nodded, and kissed me on the forehead. "I'll see what I can do about getting you something to eat."I smiled, "Thanks mom, you're the best."She left.I kicked the covers aside to get out of bed.The second I stood up, I ran to the bathroom to puke.I started crying like I always did when I threw up. "Mom!"She came in, and grabbed a hair tie out of a drawer to hold back my hair.I lay on the marble floor, pressing my forehead against the cold.