All Bi Myself
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  • Reads 269
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  • Parts 6
  • Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Oct 26, 2013
Imogen is coasting, through school, through relationships, through her life. Her relationship with her mother is strained, her relationship with guys is objectified and her relationship with her friends is a compromise. She doesn't know what she wants and mostly lets people tug her around in the directions they'd prefer to go. She's coasting and she knows she's going to hit rapids eventually but honestly she's too tired to care. However she wasn't expecting to hit them so soon, nor was she expecting them to come in the form they did. Tammy is like a waterfall, fresh and bright and interesting. But like all waterfalls its easy to get swept over the edge and Imogen isn't sure the pool at the bottom is where she wants to be. 


You’d think that since I knew today was the first day of school I would have planned for it. But I didn’t. And now I’m sitting on the front porch with a headache and a heavy feeling in my gut. I hate school. Let me rephrase that. I hate dealing with the people at school. Personally I enjoy learning, but I’d rather some private tutor than a classroom of thirty kids all discussing getting drunk on the weekend. I go to rub my eyes then stop remembering I have makeup on which for some reason pisses me off. I rub my forehead instead.

Ben finally pulls up in his dilapidated grandpa car and I ease the door open and gingerly sit down trying not to knock over the stack of newspapers that fill the bench seat. For a car that looks long and big from the outside there really isn’t that much room once you get in. He looks half dead and gives me a sleepy look which borders on a grimace. No doubt his stomach is bothering him again. I flip the visor down and press my fingers to my eyes in an effort to stop the pounding. 

“We look great.” I mutter as I kick my shoes off.
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