“Teagan! Do I look okay?” I rush to the edge of the stairs and wait for her to reply.

“God damn Ashley, it sounds like you gots yourself a little crush.”

“Shut up Saxon, I don’t…I’m not a rug muncher like you.”

“You never know, with the way your acting you might just be munching a rug soon.”

                I roll my eyes and turn around and start to walk to my room again.

“You look good by the way!” Saxon yells back at me.

Saxon is the typical butch. Short hair, cargo pants…the works. Wait, do I even know what a typical butch girl is? Not really. In fact, Teagan was the first lesbian I ever met. What do you call someone who is kind of butch but is kind of girly? I don’t even know. I didn’t know how to react to their lesbian-ness but I’m fine with it now. After I slept on it, it hit me over night, if they love each other who am I to tell them they can’t because one of them doesn’t have a dick.  The doorbell rings and I rush down the stairs. Right before I open the door I look back to them and say quietly, “Remember if her mom is here, tone down the gay-ness…please”

Thankfully, I open the door to see her alone.

“Uhm. Hi.” I say nervously. Why am I so nervous?

“Hey” she gives me a quick hug and walks inside. My stomach turns from the contact.

“So yeah. This is Teagan, my guardian person and this is Saxon her g-girlfriend.”

Everyone looks at her waiting for some form of reaction.

“You mean like…girl friend girl friend? Or just hey this is my girl who is a friend?”

“Girl friend girl friend.”

She nods her head slowly.

“Cool. Why are you all looking at me?”

“So your cool with it?”

“Psh yeah. Go gays. Now whats for dinner?”

I smile crookedly and everyone releases the tension.

Teagan walks into the kitchen while saying Chicken alfredo and the second that the word chicken left her lips, Spencer was following.

Spencer is wearing a black dress shirt with a green tie on and a short, very short mini skirt.  So short that you kind of have to take a peak.