Anyone But Me #girlxgirl

C15: Half Sister

Zyana

I can't believe I kissed him. I'm lesbian. Am I only attracted to his feminine body, or does my love go past gender? Is that it? Do I even love him?

I don't know. I'm so confused. And I have no clue how I feel about Olwen and Sky. I pretended to like it for Sky's sake. Sky has done a lot for me, but... well... he's not a great person, now that I think about it. The negatives of what he's done far outweigh the positives.

I shake my head, staring silently out of the window at the rain splattering it. I think we're all spending too much time together. Too much has happened this summer. Olwen and Sky got together, Jay and Mary broke up, Jay and I got together, Jay and I broke up, Brae and I kinda got together. This is so hard to understand. I'm not even sure if Sky loves Brae or not.

I'm not sure if Sky and I are even friends anymore.

"Hey Zyana," Sky says, bursting into my room. His face is practically covered in lipstick. He stumbles into my bathroom, washing his face. I hurry in after him.

"Are you drunk?" I ask, staring into his startled and slightly confused eyes with an angry glare.

"Nope," he says. "Just... just frazzled," he says. I have never heard him say the word 'frazzled' in my life before, and I've known him for as long as I can remember. Is it some British thing? It sounds like something some old British lady would say. "She kissed me," he says as I raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah, I can see that."

He pauses, turning around to face me. "Zyana, are you jealous?" he asks. I roll my eyes in disgust. "By the way, Jay told me about you and Brae. Looks like someone isn't so lesbian, after all. What am I, not good enough for you?"

I freeze up. "Okay, so I have a few things to say. How did Jayda know?"

"I guess either she was stalking you or your little boyfriend isn't so perfect, after all."

"I know Brae. He doesn't like Jay, especially after everything she did to me."

"Whatever you say." He picks up a razor and starts to shave, slicing off the small, dark hairs protruding from his face.

"Also, the answer is yes. You weren't good enough for me. Not even as a friend. You never were."

He stops shaving for a second, turning to face me. The razor falls into the sink, washed by the running water. "What... did... you... just say to me?" he asks. "I have centered my life around you. You were the light of my life. You were a perfect little star, Zyana. I did everything for you."

"Except keep my only secret and not betray me, yeah, sure."

"I took you in to my own HOUSE. You and your sisters."

"Yeah, you're right. I'm just... stressed out."

"Same."

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Brae

"He's so nice! He asked me to sing for him though... and I can't sing! Brae, you've gotta help me!" Olwen pleads over the phone to me.

I roll my eyes. "Ole. I'm not sure if i can help you learn how to sing within a day."

"Just try!"

I don't even know why I do all of this for her... "Fine. Try to match my pitch." I sing a middle C. She tries to match, singing a slightly flat A and bringing it up to a slightly sharp C. Her voice crackles, and then cracks up about two octaves. "That was okay for a first try. I might be able to teach you a song later today, but I'm really busy now," I say, reaching to hang up. I have mountains of homework, and I need to talk to Zyana.

"No! Brae, for once in your life, please do something for me! Please don't make up excuses."

"Ole, you know how much homework we have. After I've finished, I'll call you."

"It's summer vacation!"

"Have you even looked at the packet the high school teacher here wants us to do for next year?" I ask. She scoffs. "You have to write three essays and a book report. And I want to make sure I remember pre calc from last year. I really have to go."

"Why now? And besides, pre calc doesn't matter. Algebra does, and I'm not hurrying off to study it."

"Ole, I'm really sorry, okay? I'll be back in a sec."

I hang up, facing the mountain of homework I have. I'm done with the book report and one of the essays. I still have to write two, and I have a month to do it.

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Zyana

Sky and I sit in silence in the living room, waiting for one of us to speak. 

The doorbell rings, and we both jump up to get it. "I'LL GET IT!" we shout in unison. I back away and sit back down. He shrugs, stepping up to answer the door.

I check my texts, dismayed when I see that Brae hasn't texted me. I wonder what she's doing now. Is she thinking about me? Is she talking about me? Is she playing guitar?

"Hey, I'm looking for... uh... Zyana and Skylar. Are you Skylar?" the lady at the door asks.

"Zyana, c'mere." I get up, shutting down my phone. I step up to the door, looking at the woman. She looks about our age.

"Zyana and Skylar, I have some information regarding Jayda Farwell." She shakes our hands, and I glance at Skylar nervously. "Skylar, Jayda Farwell is your half sister."