That Girl Changed Me (GirlxGirl)

Chapter 12

SOOOOO today is thankgiving :) and although I don't like this holiday very much because the Pilgrims went from being all

"OH HEY LETS EAT SOME NOMNOMS TOGETHER AND MAKE PEACE!" on thanksgiving, to  

"HEY COOL WE'RE GONNA KILL THE NATIVE AMERICANS NOW AND TAKE THEIR LAND!", I'd still like to tell ALL of you guys that I'm EXTREEMLY grateful that you guys are reading my story. :) Seriously, you make me SO FREAKING HAPPY ^.^  I've always wanted to be a writer, and when I discovered wattpad it was like a dream come true :) and THEN people actually READ MY SHIT! :o :o :o

So thanks :)

 

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  Tola's p.o.v.

After my revolutionary morning with Talie, I spent the rest of the day at her house. We watched movies, made pizza with bizarre toppings, and just talked. I don't think I'll ever get sick of talking with her. 

We also spent some more time in her room, making out. Mind you, with the door locked this time. 

I don't think I'll ever get tired of kissing Talie, either. I grinned at the memory as I walked home.

Our feelings for each other are pretty evident by now. However, I don't know if Talie is ready yet to be out about it to everyone yet. Feeling a twinge of sadness, I quickly pushed it away. I know that Natalie will come out when she's ready, and I can wait until that time comes.

Climbing the stairs up to my apartment, I unlocked the door and shut it behind me.

“Tola, is that you?” I heard my mom call from the living room.

Biting back a sarcastic reply, walked to the living room. She was sitting in an armchair, her laptop on her lap. I smiled at her and flopped down on the couch.

“Hey mom.” I said, leaning back and relaxing.

She studied my face with curiosity. “You look strangely happy. What's up?” she asked.

I grinned. “What, I'm not allowed to be spontaneously happy for no reason?” I joked.

My mom rolled her eyes, chuckling, and waited for a real answer.

Abruptly remembering that she didn't approve of my sexuality, I snapped my mouth shut. I avoided her eyes, looking down at my shoes. Would she be disgusted if I told her about my feeligns for Natalie? How could someone be disgusted at love? I really didn't think this through...

“Tola, I'm waiting.” my mom prodded with a smile. I toyed with the hem of my shorts.

“Well... uh, I guess, um, I'm in...love?” I replied shakily. My mothers smile brightened.

“Really?! That's great honey!” she exclaimed. My shoulders sagged in relief. I'm so glad she doesn't hate me. I was being paranoid, thinking she would hate me. I AM her DAUGHTER, after all.

“When do I get to meet him?” she pressed. My head snapped up, and I stared at her in disbelief.

Of course she knew what she was doing when she specifically said him, not her. It was her way of saying 'it better be a boy'. My heart sank in my chest.

“Mom, it's... Mom, she's a girl.” I choked out quietly. She blinked slowly, as if processing this information.

“Tola, you can't be in love with a girl. It's not natural.” she said gently, as if correcting a confused child.