A few hours later, I find myself sitting on the counter in the kitchen of Mina’s apartment. I hold my third bottle of Corona between my thumb and index finger while I ramble on and on about school, watching as Mina scavenges the fridge. She drops a bottle of Heinz on the ground and mutters a curse word. I giggle to myself and take another drink. Mina yanks another box of beers out of the back of the refrigerator. I look at her for a moment, gathering my thoughts.

“You know, you’re actually really easy to get along with.” I admit to her, wiping at the corners of my mouth with my sleeve.

“Oh, now you think so?” Mina laughs as she removes the cap from a new bottle.

I take another sip from my bottle, trying to ignore the fact that it kind of tastes like piss to me. Apparently when Mina moved in, her grandma offered to help her stock her fridge and cabinets. She told her that she could get whatever she wanted. When Mina jokingly asked for alcohol, her grandmother had no problem complying. I could hardly believe the story when Mina told me. Her grandma told her that she trusts her to be responsible since she lives on her own now. I’m kind of glad it all worked out the way it did for her.

“Yeah,” I nod a bit and look at the stove, suddenly registering how hungry I am, “We should make quesadillas!”

Mina grins, “That’s funny, and I could’ve sworn that just a few weeks ago you were all peeved about how bothersome I am.”

Mina starts drinking from a bottle of beer and manages to swallow at least half of it. I’m impressed, since I’ve never been much of a drinker. In fact, I’m actually a total lightweight. I’m still trying to learn my own limits, but it’s kind of hard when you’re not of the legal age. Mina leans against the counter across from me and smacks her lips. She waits for my response as I take another drink.

“I just get confused sometimes,” I laugh, tracing my finger around the lip of the bottle, “But, I know what I really want sometimes.”

“What do you mean?” Mina wants to know.

“Well, like---How I’m confused on what to do about Jackson, even though I know that I’m a lesbian.” I confess without hesitation, causing Mina to spit a mouthful of beer all over the floor.

She begins to laugh wildly, sort of like a hyena, “You’re a lesbian?”

“Yeah! I am! And I’ve slept with, like, three different girls.” I snort and start laughing with her.

Mina crosses over to the counter I’m sitting on and leans against it, “Okay, can I tell you something now?”

“Yeah, go ahead.” I take a swig from her drink and hop off of the counter.

“Alright…I’m still a .” Mina admits, which actually causes her to blush.

I walk into the living room, which is illuminated only by the dim light that comes in from the kitchen. I plop onto the couch and Mi