Maria was a straight girl..in fact the straightest any girl could be and was pretty much homophobic. She's had a few boyfriends now but they would never last because she never truly fell in love, she thought she'd never meet anyone that was what she thought until she moved into a new town for university.

Maria thought itd be the same old her being alone, that was until she came across her favourite study café and the barista she absolutely fell in love with "he" was totally her type, shoulder length hair tied into a ponytail with strands down, sharp dark eyes, veiny hands, tall, muscular, pale, piercings she was all over "him" to the point she'd go to the café purposely everyday. That was until she finally got to speak to "him" and found out "he" was a "she". She couldn't fall for a girl...a girl?! No not possibly a girl?! Why?! Why?!

Hey what would you like mam? the women asked her voice deep, smooth and she had a small smile on her face. Maria couldn't help but blush, was she really falling for a girl?! She hated the thought of gay relationships...so...?