Welcome to America

"Oh? What's it like there?" I asked her, this was my very first time here, so Seattle is all I've seen so far, well, the clubs.

"Hot, dry where I'm from, and brown. I like it here better because of the scenery." I said, finishing off my coke.

I nodded. "Its a lot like Sweden here. The weather, and the fact everything is so green. Its not pine trees though, more leafy trees at home." I said. "Parents back in Texas?" I asked.

I nodded. "Yeah." I smiled at her. "And Sweden sounds great. I love traveling over seas."

"Its beautiful." I said. "And, this is the only time I have, otherwise I've just stayed in my country going around. I was on a pretty short leash." I said with a shrug.

"That sucks." I said. A few girls tried to talk to me but I declined their offers, for some reason. "Wanna head out soon?" I asked her.

"Yeah, let's go." I said, standing. I will say, my confidence did decline a little bit after tonight. I only got one number, but it was a fishy number that she made up, I could tell. No one has the number 123-4567... And I wasn't even looked at twice, this whole bi curious thing wasn't working out. My lesbian roommate didn't even seem interested. I pushed all of my negative thoughts aside and just kept my smile I his behind all the time.

Once we were home, I took a shower and put on a tank top and shorts. I sat on my bed and brushed through my wet hair. "So the whole lesbian thing didnt freak you out, did it?" I asked.

"Oh, no, not at all." I said, smiling at her, now in some short, shorts and a Swedish flag tee shirt, and I grabbed a towel and took a quick shower as well, and dried my hair and put it in two braids, the braids going to my belly button. I then laid on my bed and pulled the blankets over me. This was nice, the quietness in this dorm, I could get used to this.

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"You know.. I've been questioning my sexuality recently." I said softly. She was the best person to talk to about it.

((Oh shit! I totally thought I replied! So so sorry!))

I propped my head up on my elbow and looked over at her. "Really? Why?" I asked, smiling a little. So she's questioning being straight.. I could have a chance.

"Yeah.. And. Well.. Because guys are, how you say.. Assholes." I said, looking over at her. "Every single relationship I have had has gone to poop." I said.

"Mine has too, and I'm a lesbian." I answered. I laid flat on my back and looked up at the ceiling. "I guess you gotta find out whose right for you.."

I nodded, and stayed quiet for a moment. "I thought going to that club tonight I would find someone, at least get a real number. But nothing happened." I said.

"I don't know why, you're gorgeous, Marzia." I said softly, glancing at her. "Sometimes it takes a few times."

"Thank you.." I said, I mean, she maybe was just saying that.. She probably said the same to the ugly girls all over her tonight. "Maybe tomorrow night." I said, before laying back and closing my eyes.

I sighed softly. "Goodnight." I turned on my side, facing the window and I slowly fell into a drunken sleep.

"Okay Marzia, that's the gas And that's the brake. Press the gas's gently." Papa said and I nodded, and I pressed it gently, the car rolling nicely. We did this for hours, having me go around the parking lot, my mom in the back seat, smiling proudly. "You're doing so good honey." She said. Then my dad soon decided to let me go on the roads. Just a simple neighborhood one. I was going about 40, and a car came out of no where from a driveway, and instead of hitting the brake, I got mixed up and I pressed the gas, slamming into the car, blacking out.

I jumped up and I was shaking violently, I quickly got out of the bed and quietly made it to the bathroom, locking the door and grabbing a towel, crying into it softly.. These flashbacks...

I woke up to get a glass of water and I noticed that Marzia wasn't in her bed, but the light in the bathroom was on. I walked over and heard soft crying. I gently knocked on the door. "Marzia? Are you okay?"

"Jad Vlad heleveta..." I mumbled under my breath. "Yes yes , I'm fine." I said cheekily, and I quickly fixed myself and I made sure I looked decent. I opened the door and smiled,. Walking past her and I curled back up in my bed, trying to get my breathing regular again..

I watched her lay back down and I slowly and cautiously sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her back gently. "I know moving to a new place is hard.. But everything will be alright, okay? If you ever need anyone to talk to, or just someone to listen, I'm here, okay? You're not alone."

"Thank you.. I do miss home. That's all it is.." I lied, and I felt myself calm down, with her rubbing my back, it was comforting, something I was not really that used to. "I'll be okay." I said.

"Okay." I whispered, and I gave her a gentle squeeze before getting up and going to lay back down.

I woke the next morning, and got ready for the day, and I made sure I had lots of american money, I had to go get a few things for my dorm, more clothes, and a phone. Lavender was still asleep and I left her a note to let her know what I was doing, the nearest store was only a block away, so I just walked.

I woke up and read the note, then I took a shower and got Starbucks. I still made it back before she did.

I only got a couple outfits, and a new phone, it was the Galaxy s 5, fancy phone. I walked in, and smiled seeing she was up, and looked like she had been out. "Hey." I said, setting the bags on my bed.

"Hi." I answered with a smile. "I got you a Starbucks coffee." I said, holding it up.

I looked over, and smiled sweetly. "Thank you so much." I said, and took it, and had a nice long drink. Coffee. . . it was delicious. And I needed it after getting not that much sleep last night.

I smiled. "No problem." I replied. I tied my hair up in a ponytail. "So, what do you wanna do today?" I asked.

"I have no idea. What's the attractions around here? I'm the foreign girl." I said softly, with a small laugh

"It's a pretty big city.. There's some cool shopping centers, restaurants, libraries, bars, so whatever floats your boat hun." I said with a smile.

"What about the bar?" I asked her. "We don't have to drink, its just a fun environment." I said, raising an eyebrow. It could be fun

I smiled. "Yeah, sure." I replied. We went and had lunch, then I drove us to the bar. There were pool tables and games and stuff.

"You good at fooseball?" I asked her, once in the bar, it was the first thing that caught my eye. The best fooseball table ever. "Soccer is huge in my country." I said, smiling down at the table

"I'm not very good at it, but I can try." I said with a smile, putting the money in. We began to play and she beat me so many times.

"Okay, I'm done." I said after the last round, smiling. I haven't had that much fun in a while. "Thank you. That was great." I said, and I hugged her softly. "Good game."

I chuckled and hugged her back. She's really warm and she just smells amazing.. I reluctantly pulled away and smiled. "Wanna go have a drink?" I asked.

I felt my cheeks get red. I was used to hugging. It was a big thing in my country, to show appreciation. It was like a handshake. "That sounds amazing. Its on me " I said, smiling, and I got us a couple beers.

We sat there and had a drink, talking about anything and everything. She's really cool. I like her. And she's so gorgeous. But she wouldn't be interested in someone like me.

Her and I were becoming closer and closer with every minute. We told funny stories for hours, and we practically new everything about each other by the time three o'clock came around. We lost track of time! The only thing she didn't know about me was all my baggage..

"So what do you wanna do tonight?" I asked. "We can go back to the club, or we can go eat and see a movie, whatever you wanna do."