I didn't go to bed too late, so I really couldn't figure out why I woke up at this time. I was always a heavy sleeper and could sleep forever it seemed. "Get a good night sleep?" My dad asked. "Yes." I mumbled the answer since I was still a little drowsy. "I'm surprised you could sleep that long." He spoke. There was no hint of mockery in his voice for once. "Yeah, I can literally sleep forever." I poured myself a cup of coffee. Sugar and creamer were a must for this. Drinking it black tasted terrible. "That friend you brought with us yesterday was so sweet. I wish she would've ordered some more food." "Mom, she ordered a gigantic bowl of pasta. I think that's enough." I said defensively. "Okay. I was just saying my opinion. No need to get upset. I didn't realize how irritated I had sounded. My goal wasn't to be rude.
"She invited me to hang out today. Do you mind if I go?" "Yeah, sure. What time are you going? Do you need a ride?" "No, we're just going tp the beach. She's going to meet me there around one. I just need to pack a towel and some sunscreen." My brother looked at me like he was trying to figure out a puzzle. "I've never seen you make a friend this quick. Interesting. He stroked his imaginary goatee. "Yeah, okay. Don't be rude." I knew he couldn't go a morning without a comment. There was no point on wearing makeup since the water would just wash it away. I combed my hair and changed into my swimsuit. All while I packed a towel with a cute puppy dog on it. Sprayed some sunscreen on and was ready to go. I would probably be slightly late. Hoping that I would be on time at this point was pointless. I said goodbye to everyone and walked out the door. My flip flops sounding behind me.
I arrived at the beach in my frilly swimsuit. It was a bikini with white polka dots on a navy blue background. I thought it was cute. Maybe not the best one to attract someone. It was better to be myself anyways. Pretending to be someone else wasn't a good idea. It would just lead to heartbreak later down the road. Thinking of jumping into a relationship again so soon didn't sound like the best idea ever. Also, I'm still trying to figure out what attracted me to her. "Hey." Jessica waved me over. "Hey." I say as nonchalantly as possible. She was wearing swimming trunks and a black tank top. The shorts had green leaves on them and was the same background color of her shirt. Flicks of blonde hair blew in the wind. It reminded me of one my fantasy novel's main character. When the author described her hair as being spun gold. I must've been staring to long because she looked back at me amused.
"Are you okay?" "Yeah." I tried to brush it off. We walked along in the sand. I had already taken off my flip flops and felt the sand between my toes with each step. It felt nice. The sun beating down on my back barely bothered me at all. Side by side we laid our beach towels on the ground. "Cute puppy towel. It really suits you." "Oh, thanks." I wasn't sure what she meant by that. She must've read my facial expression because she explained herself. "I mean you're cute." Oh my god. Did she just call me cute? "Thanks." I stammered. I was never this bad with guys. What was going on with me? She smiled like she could cast a beautiful enchantment on me with ease. Well in all reality she was already doing that. We waded in the ocean and collected seashells. I found a really pretty one with white specks on it. She didn't seem to have as much luck as me.
We laughed and talked about our families. It was the most fun I've had in a long time. "Do you like me?" The sudden question made my head spin. "I mean would you want to date me? Of course you like me, or you wouldn't be here. I just mean in a romantic way." She laughed awkwardly. Did I like her in that way. I wanted to pretend I didn't. MY family and friends didn't even know I was interested in girls. Up until recently I wasn't exactly too sure myself. Maybe I had always liked the same sex and never really wanted to realize it. But I also liked guys. Maybe that made me bisexual. I heard that term being used before.
"I think I do. You're really pretty, and I enjoyed hanging out with you today." "Wow, I was never called pretty before. Well, not in a long time. I got called that when I was little and feminine. Now I guess I'm too masculine to be called that." "That's not true. You are so pretty." I butted in before she could degrade herself anymore. "Actually, I like you too Aubrey." "You do?" That was a relief. "Yeah. I don't know if you have ever been with a girl before." I replied with a head shake. I couldn't get my mouth to construct a sentence that wouldn't sound like gibberish. "Well are you willing to be with me?" "Yeah, I am."
"Does your family know that you like girls?" "My family knows, but they sort of refuse to accept it. They pretend it doesn't exist. That I'll end up with a guy at some point. It's just stupid." She said sadly. That stirred me up inside. How could her family not accept her? It made me worry my family would be the same. "That's stupid they can't accept you!" I said angry at them. "Yeah, I agree." Jessica looked like she was on the verge of tears. I wrapped my arms around her and have her a tight squeeze. "You're sweet. I love how accepting you are and how much fun you are to be around."