Different

Chapter Six

That night, Ruby went home and couldn't stop smiling. She kept thinking about the girl she met. The way they met seemed strange, but it didn't matter to her, all she could think about was the girl. What was her name again? She talked with her so much that she had forgotten some of their conversation topics. Was it Savannah? No, she had a sweeter name. Sophie? No, but getting close.
Her thoughts were interrupted by her mother, slamming open the door.
"Ruby Smith, you'd better have a good reason why you've come home so late!"
"I do," She protested "and my reason is Sapphire"
Aha. It finally hit her. She got her name. Sapphire.
As she was being yelled at, all she could think about was her new friend (if she could even call her that. After all, the shorter of the two seemed to be way out of her league). Ruby daydreamed about her smooth and silky-looking hair, those plump lips that almost seemed to beckon for her own, her sweet smile. Ruby didn't care if it was just a half-smile, it was still gorgeous to her.
She'd be lying to herself if she said she didn't have a slight crush on this new friend. She was basically staring at her features the entire time they spoke, but not focusing on her features too much to the point she didn't pay attention. Ruby payed as much attention as possible to the delicate voice coming from her friend. She was almost hypnotizing to listen to.
Even after about half an hour of being yelled at, her thoughts did not change. She couldn't get Sapphire out of her head.
"Ruby, are you even listening to me?" Were the words that slapped her back into reality and out of her dreams and memories.
"No, not really."
"Then what were you thinking about?"

Ruby didn't know how to put it. Could she just tell her mother she had a crush on a girl she just met? How would she even word that? She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
"It's a girl, isn't it, Ru?" Asked her mother
Ruby nodded immediately.
This wouldn't be the first time she's had a crush after just meeting someone, but it was definitely the first time she had ever connected with someone so easily. Just the way they talked to one another seemed so natural, so right, and she couldn't deny that.
She began to tell her mom about her new crush, not leaving out any details about how wonderful this girl was. Then it hit her like a train: 'What if she isn't into girls?'