Against All Odds

Chapter 2 - The Truth

After spending a couple nights in the room and just having endless conversations with Emily, I felt like I had totally forgotten about Britt. We talked about everything. From what we did in school, hobbies. Even our exes. But what I didn't tell her was that my ex was a girl. I felt like I was starting to have feelings for her. But I knew I couldn't say anything to Emily, because she was my roommate. The school year had just begun and I didn't want to make things awkward. I talked to Quinn about her all the time.

"Yeah. Quinn she's a fuckin swimmer. Her body is solid. Like you have no idea. It's like Britt's but much more toned." I could feel myself blushing.

"Oh you're starting to like her! San has a crush. San has a crush." She continued singing. I just shook my head.

"Yeah so maybe I have a crush on her. Big deal. I mean, it's not like I can tell her. I don't even know if she's gay Quinn. I'm not risking that, because I don't want to create a tension in the room. You know?"

"Well why don't you start with telling her that you like girls? Most people are understanding. And if she doesn't accept it then you know it wasn't meant to be and you won't have to worry about telling her about your little crush on her. Take a risk San. It's the only way you're gonna know. I have to go though, my class is about to start and I don't want to be late. I'll text you later okay?" She sounded like she was in a rush now.

" Okay. Have fun at class! I'll talk to you later." And the call ended.

Quinn was right though, I wouldn't know how Emily really felt if I didn't take that risk. She's a shy person, and it would not be in her character to come out first. She was at swim practice until 6pm. I looked at my watch. phone started ringing. I looked down at my screen. Brittany S. Pierce. Why would she be calling me? I pressed decline. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed my leftover Subway sandwich and threw it in the microwave and pressed start. The phone started ringing again, and I pressed decline once more. She called about ten times within 5 minutes. Finally I just texted her. I didn't feel like talking to her on the phone.

What do you want Britt, I'm in class right now.

I waited for a reply, for maybe ten minutes. Nothing. The AC wasn't working in the entire building and I was sweating my ass off so I took my shirt off. The sound of the microwave finishing went off. My phone vibrated.

Oh, I'm sorry San. I just… Missed hearing your voice is all. I hope Penn State is great. Text me when you get out of class. XO.

She missed hearing my voice? Please. As if I want to talk to her just so she can hear my voice. All she's gonna talk about it how her new girlfriend is this fantastic dancer from Julliard, and blah blah blah. She doesn't care about how I feel. It breaks my heart over and over again. I leaned over the sink. The tears started falling. I grabbed my phone to call Quinn, but I remembered that she was in class. I slumped to the ground, with my elbows on my knees; hands covering my eyes. What the fuck? I thought to myself. I thought I was getting over this shit. I thought I was past the crying, past all these tears. The door started jingling. As it swung open I went to wipe the tears from my face but they continued falling.

"Yeah alright. No it's okay Aria just call me anytime alright. Yeah I'm sure." Her voice got quieter. "Hey I'll talk to you after okay. Okay. Yeah don't worry it'll be alright. Okay bye."

I heard her bag drop onto the ground. Emily sat next to me.

"San? Are you okay?" I felt her body close to mine now. I started getting butterflies. "You can talk to me you know. About anything. Is it about your ex? If he's giving you shit, then I can get someone to kick his ass. It's too easy."

I went to wipe my eyes one final time. It was the right time to tell her.

"Em, my ex. He's.. Not a he. It's a she." I looked down.

"It's okay. My ex? Isn't a he either." She made me look at her. "I have to admit, I was so afraid that you were straight. Because you are the sexiest woman I've ever laid eyes on. I mean, look at your body." I blushed and a smile broke through. "There's that smile. You'll be fine, sweetheart."

I hugged her and she sort of jumped. Like she didn't expect it. But she hugged me back. She smelt like chlorine, with a hint of her perfume.

"You wanna watch a movie with me? I just got Mama. And I don't want to watch it alone." She stood up and held out her hand.

"I'd like that." I grabbed her hand and got up. "But let me tell you. I don't get scared easily. Nothing really scares me at all."

"We'll just see about that." I followed her into her room. It was so neat and clean. Compared to mine at least.

"You can just sit on my bed. I'm gonna put the movie on." She came back to sit with me. Her bed was against the wall so we both leaned.

As the movie went on, she moved closer to me. I could tell she was one of those people who got scared easily because she jumped at every little thing that happened in the movie.

"Em do you want to turn the movie off?" I started giggling. She was basically hiding behind me at this point.

"No I don't want to. I'll watch the whole thing." I was hesitant at first, but I put my arm around her and she moved closer to me. I smiled.

"My backs starting to hurt from leaning." I got off of the wall a little bit to rub my back. But to my surprise she was rubbing it for me.

"Lay down. It'll feel better."

"Alright." I layed down on her bed and she layed next to me. "May I?" She moved my arm and moved closer. The smile on my face must have been a little too big because she layed on me before I could get a word out.

"I'll take that as a yes." I put my head on hers and got comfortable. I felt, relieved. At that moment, I was sure that it was where I was supposed to be at that exact moment. Maybe the break up with Britt was more for good than bad. I rubbed her back and she snuggled closer. The credits appeared on the screen.

"Wanna watch another movie?" She started getting up.

"Yeah. I'd like that a lot." I looked at my watch, it was already 8:50. Emily put on I Am Number Four. I loved that movie. She came back and layed down with me. I yawned, and got a little bit more comfortable. And before I knew it, we were sleeping.