Iris

Iris Desire

You aren't good enough. Stop laughing you idiot.

Bianca, quit it. I'm having a bad day already, and I don't want this to happen right here.

Want what to happen? You to break down so people will care and then someone will pretend to love you?

Stop. Just stop. 

My name is Morgan Desire; I live in an apartment with three other people. Right now, we were hosting a party consisting of my roomate's friends that I didn't care for. Carlie, my roomate, was playing spin the bottle with the guests and other roomates. I stood and watched, laughing as the bottle would land on someone they weren't expecting and they would smack each other after the kiss.

"Morgan, come and play with us!" Carlie shouted at me, clearly drunk. As much as I didn't want to get involved, I still wanted to live before I was out of college.

"Fine."

It was my turn, and the way they were playing, whoever it landed on you had to kiss, no matter the gender. I spun it, and anxiously awaited the results.

Hallie, who was sitting across from me, was a little shocked when the bottle landed on her. Personally, I didn't care to kiss a girl. No one was telling me not to, and she was quite beautiful anyways, compared to my long black hair and weird shaped face. She had short, blonde hair with pink highlights, gages, a nose stud, and also had cute glasses. I smiled and leaned over towards her, and she got on her knees, bringing my lips to hers. Her tongue was warm and gentle, caressing my own tongue. She pulled away and I sat back, dazed.

The game continued, and the bottle landed on Hallie two more times. I was wondering if it was rigged, but I didn't really care. I was enjoying it.

Don't enjoy this. It's for show. Don't be stupid.

Leave me alone Bianca.

.After the party was ended, Hallie, of course, stayed to help clean up. Neither of us were drunk, which made the game a lot more interesting and real. My roomates went to clean the living room while we took the kitchen.

"That game was...fun, wasn't it?" Hallie chirped.

I nodded, "Yeah it was."

Silence filled the room, and I felt really awkward and a little sorry about what had happened, but she didn't seem to regret anything.

"I'm sorry if you got the wrong idea from the game...I'm not, uh, made for dating, I guess," I said quietly. Hallie looked up from washing the counter and walked over to me.

"Morgan..." She gently whispered, taking my hand. My heart beat faster, and audibly. "I actually really like you. And I've been waiting for an opprotunity to tell you...so now it seems easier."

What the hell was I supposed to say to that? I just looked at her big, green eyes and grinned. I hadn't really talked to Hallie much before, but the physical reaction I was getting from talking to her was telling me I liked her back.

Suddenly, her lips crushed down on mine. I wasn't the least bit shocked by this action; Hallie was always very forward around Carlie. I tangled one of my hands in her hair and wrapped the other around her waiste, pulling her closer to me. I teased her with my tongue, making her release small moans.

"Morgan what the hell are you doing?" Carlie screamed as Hallie ended our kiss. I looked over at Carlie, smiling, and Hallie did the same. Carlie threw her hands in the air, sighing in anger, then stomped off again. We both laughed, returning to what we had originally been doing.

That night, Bianca came to me again.

Wow, you are a screw up, aren't you?

Leave me alone. I don't want to talk to you right now.

Even I, your own persona, wouldn't have guessed you were a lesbian. What's up with that?

Nothing is wrong with it! I can do whatever I want!

Sure, until the rest of Carlie's friends find out and ruin our lives.

They aren't that cruel, Bianca.

Aren't they?

I layed down in my bed and and shook my head, trying to forget Bianca. She was always there, just dormant at times; I dozed off without her.

The next morning, Carlie was on the phone in our room. I opened my eyes and looked at her with a squint. She smiled once then returned to her conversation. I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom to shower, however, half way through Carlie decided to enter the bathroom. I was 100% more cautious.

"What actually happened last night, Morgan?" I heard her sit on the toilet lid. She was texting someone.

"Nothing. I don't know. Hallie forced herself on me and then...I don't know. I think I liked it," I stammered, turning the heat up so the steam would cover me.

"So are you two gonna hook up? Screw each other? What's going on?"

"No! At least I don't think so! I've never liked anyone before...so I don't know what to do."

She was silent for a minute, "You're still a virgin?"

I didn't answer. Was I supposed to be embarrassed about that?

"I didn't know that...okay," Carlie finally said.

I paused now, rinsing my hair, "Is there a problem with that?"

Carlie said nothing. She stood, walked out of the room and shut the door.