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TALIA
2 months later...

"Hey, Ju?"

"What's up, baby?" Julianna replies as I walk into my room where she's laying on the bed. "Frankie invited me to a party tonight. Wanna come?" I ask.

"Sure. What time?" She questions. "7:30." I answer. "Sounds good." Julianna smiles.

I haven't seen Frankie in a while, so I'm excited to hang out with her. Julianna and I actually met through Frankie, and now we're closer than ever.

She makes me so happy.

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"Damn, Tal. You look fine as fuck." Julianna smirks at me. "Yeah?" I reply. "Hell yeah." She says. "My pretty girl." Julianna comes up behind me and grins at me through the mirror.

"Thank you." I smile shyly.

I really like her but I feel so disgusting about it.

I'm going against what God wants, aren't I?

I'm supposed to be with a man. Not a woman.

Right?

Me and Julianna go to my car and get in. I start driving to Frankie's place and once I'm there, I honk the horn to let her know I'm outside.

Frankie walks out and gets in the backseat. "Hey, girls." She grins. "I've missed you guys so much."

"I missed you too." I reply. "Good to see you, babes." Julianna says in a fake british accent.

"Never do that again." Frankie grimaces. "What? You don't like it?" Julianna asks. "God no." Frankie replies. "Tal, step on it, I need to get drunk!"

"Okay, chill." I chuckle and start driving to the address where the party is.

When we get there, the three of us get out of the car and head inside. Loads of drunk, sweaty people fill the hall and we push by them to get to the kitchen. "What do you want, Tal?" Frankie asks, grabbing a bottle of vodka.

"Nothing. I don't feel like drinking." I reply. "You sure?" She questions. "Mhm." I nod my head.

"Suit yourself." She shrugs and takes a shot.

I'm not really a fan of drinking. Not after that time I saw you know who when I was drunk. Plus, we need a ride home, so I guess I'm the designated driver.

Julianna loves to drink as well, so she'll probably get wasted.

That's one thing I don't like about her. She drinks a lot.

But I really do like her. Maybe she'll change for me.

I hate myself for liking her though. I feel disgusting about it.

But maybe Billie was right. Maybe it isn't so bad to like girls.

I'll figure it out.

I watch as Julianna takes down a whole beer and my stomach twists.

I'm worried about her.