"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 seems 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 sorta 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."