After helping Darla with her make up and having a great time and bonding experience with her sister, Taylor finally got a chance to grab some breakfast, before heading out. As the two sisters talked, Taylor realized that she really wants a girlfriend, so now she had to figure out what sort of girl she wants.
‘With these powers, I can have an absolute stunner, but would that be enough…’ Taylor pondered, wandering through the park, ‘Just having the greatest girl ever that makes everyone else jealous…’
“Can you please just stop?! You’re making my life difficult!” Taylor stopped and turned to look at the source of the angry voice coming from one of the park benches. It was Magdalene ‘Maggie’ Woods – the daughter of the local pastor and his wife, two of the strictest, meanest and ‘religious’ people ever. They give you the stink eye if you say ‘thanks’ or ‘bye’ instead of the full words and consider you the antichrist if you’re not part of the church (even if the other people are of the same denomination as them). How did they end up with a normal daughter like Maggie is anyone’s guess, but it seemed all was not alright for Maggie.
“It’s one day! You keep saying the whole world is his, so why bother with a single building?!” Aah, it seemed Maggie was intent on rebelling on her parents and their strict ways.
‘And what better way to rebel then by love?’ Taylor thought with a smirk and got to wishing, “I wish Maggie was a lesbian and that she and I were in a relationship that we are keeping as a secret from the general public, with only a few people – my family for example – knowing about us.”
As Maggie ends her phone conversation with a grunt, Taylor hip checks her, “Hey, girlfriend!”
“Taylor! Oh, finally someone with a brain!” Maggie launched herself for a hug and a kiss at the other, which Taylor returned with vigor.
Unlatching their lips, Taylor looks down at her shorter girlfriend, “Parents nagging you again?”
Maggie sighed, resting her head on Taylor’s shoulder, “You have no idea! They seem to think that just because I decide to one not go into that old building, I am suddenly a harlot and a follower of the devil! It’s always the same thing every Sunday, why does it matter if I go or not!”
“You need to cool off a bit,” Taylor rubbed Maggie’s tense shoulders, “How about a movie and popcorn? They got some old movies showing at the cinema for some anniversary or other.”
“You know what…yeah. Maybe I can forget about them there. Backseat as usual?”
“Like we ever pick differently.” The two girls giggled and, holding hands, proceeded to go to the cinema.
Now Taylor ponders what else to change…