once upon a dream

society

*ok lil author note here, sorry for not posting for so long BAHAH just... school xoxoxoxoxox anyways onto the story-*

dear diary,

i am feeling rather miserable. the weird thing is i shouldn't, for daisy was with me. but the fact she was there...                                                                                                                                                                        let me explain.                                                                                                                                                                        after I...well...slept with daisy, I felt the sun rise on my face, the rays blinding me. a painful pang crossed my heart, for I realised that this was our last day on the cruise. my last day with daisy, who I was now certain I loved.                                                                                                                                          I also saw hazel's rather shocked face, along with daisy's straight, but slightly blushing, peering at me.                                                                                                                                                                                           I jumped off the bed in shock. "uhm- hello?" i yawned and fidgeted nervously.                             hazel rolled her eyes and looked at daisy, which rather surprised me, for hazel is always so considerate and kind (daisy must be rubbing off her), "why were you..." she blushed fearfully at this, "sleeping with amina? you- you weren't-" then she went positively pink.                                           daisy sighed, then rolled her eyes "well, amina wanted to know more about detecting, and since i am the best detective-" hazel made a face, "i taught here, and she fell asleep while i was still talking" she looked at me, and her cheeks went slightly pink. i smiled nervously.                                   hazel sighed. "well, if that's all it is..." she walked out off the room, then turned back, looking curious. i held my breath in fear. but she just shrugged and walked off to the bathroom.                   I exhaled. then, and i dont know why i did i, i burst into tears.                                                                         Daisy gasped and ran towards me in shock, "amina! amina, are you quite aright?" she patted me rather awkwardly (daisy is simply not good with emotions) and i looked at her, eyes blurry from those stupid, stupid tears.                                                                                                                                       "No!" i cried, "it's just that.. its just- i love you so much" i looked at her, and she smiled shyly, "more that anyone I've known in my life. and i think you feel the same way-"                                             Daisy snorted. "of course i do, you chump." then she realised what she had said, and blushed rather.                                                                                                                                                                                   "anyway" I said, sticking out my tounge at her, "the reason I was crying was because we're both girls. and girls shouldn't like girls. but why? " I was properly crying now, and I tried not to, for it was rather shrimpish behaviour, but i couldn't help it. "why can't we love girls? why can't boys love boys?"                                                                                                                                                                               daisy sighed, and when i looked at her she looked the saddest i had ever seen her. "because, amina, society doesn't like different people"                                                                                                           "but why?"                                                                                                                                                                                 "I don't know, amina. I don't know" she said, hugging me. I looked at her, and saw her eyes, most un-daisylike, were welling up.                                                                                                                              "daisy!" i cried in horror, leaping over to hug her, and she held me close, and we stayed there, me on her knees lying down, for quite a while in silence.