|Honorable Mention: Best Fictional Story
"An Uncertain Love"
By Wei Cho - CA
2012 KarMel Scholarship Submission
Description of Submission:
"A short piece of fiction I wrote about two girlfriends, one being very confident about her sexuality and the other one
not so much. It's a journey, like everything in life, to redefine and find your place in this world through experiences.
Ultimately, it's about the message of love and acceptance among those we love, and of ourselves." - Wei
Why Karen and Melody Liked It:
We liked that this was a cute simple lesbian romance.
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'The soft music filled the air and created a bubble of magic around the ballroom as the dancers turned and
spiraled into a thin thread of bright nothingness. Ellie watched them disappear into slivers of silver before her
eyes, amazed by the beautiful sight. Silvery dust covered the dance floor where once elegant ladies in gowns
and gentlemen in suits had once delighted her with their graceful moves. The lights were dim but it was enough
to reflect upon the silver powder and make the floor shine on its own. A tap on her shoulder startled her and she
turned around. A tall body stood behind her, dressed in an elegant black suit, the face was hardly recognizable
under the darkness. A hand reached out for her own satin-gloved hand until the stranger's hand was gently
closing her own. Her lips parted with questions ready to swarm out, but she couldn't find her voice. Ellie let the
stranger take her to the dance floor and spin her around in wide circles. She glanced at the floor and the
beautiful patterns they were creating amidst the silver dust. Her soft, blond curls were floating when she spun,
she could feel her cheeks burning with excitement, and her eyes were bright sapphires. She tilted her head up,
a smile ready in her face, expecting a handsome gentleman to return her smile. However, two pieces of
emerald framed with long eyelashes were staring lovingly at her, the rosy lips were curled into a smile, and her
black hair was slick back from her beautiful face. It was a girl she was dancing with...and worst of all, she was
bending down to place a kiss on Ellie's lips.”
"You look beautiful Ellie."
Ellie snapped her attention from the mirror and turned to the source of the voice. Behind her stood Avery,
leaning against the wall and looking with an amused expression at Ellie. Avery was the rebellious sort of girl,
who challenged everything and went against any social norm dictated by society. Her determined green eyes
framed with thick eyelashes were fierce and soft at the same time, her rosy lips were always set into something
between an amused smirk and a snicker, her black hair was pulled back from her strong face with a hair band.
She had high cheekbones and a set chin. She was very beautiful, with long limbs and ivory skin. Ellie smiled
and thanked her. She was still shaking because of the fact that she had been daydreaming. The daydream
wasn't what unsettled her; it was the fact that she felt afraid that it would come true.
Ellie gave Avery one last smile before turning to the mirror to examine herself. Her blue-colored eyes were
more accentuated because of the sapphire dress she was wearing; it made her look elegant and regal,
although her blond hair was a mess of curls dangling on her shoulders. Ellie was the complete opposite of
Avery; she was shorter in height and possessed less beauty, grandeur, and personality. As opposed to Avery,
who didn't care what the world threw in her way, Ellie did care about a lot of things, particularly what people
thought of her. She brushed the front of her dress nervously as thoughts of what people might say burst into her
mind. They weren't normal questions such as, "Ellie's prom dress looks awful, makes her look like a blueberry"
or "Ugh, look at her, she is so ugly and quiet", they were "look at them, they're each other’s date. What a pity,
so disgusting!". Embarrassment reached her cheeks and she felt them burning.
"All decided then?" Avery's bored voice floated in the thin air. She was eager and impatient to leave the shop.
"Yeah," Ellie managed to whisper. She walked inside the changing room and shed the beautiful dress off and
back to her casual clothes. She emerged from the small cubicle and both of them walked to the cashier to pay
Once outside the store, Avery breathed freely. "Finally out of that store!" She turned to Ellie and grinned, "I am
so glad you finally found your prom dress, I was starting to get nervous that you would go to prom wrapped in
bed sheets and towels. Not that I'd mind, of course."
Ellie smiled ruefully, a tight grip on her bag. "I am glad too, Avery." Both of them walked through the shopping
centre in silence, until Avery slid her thin fingers into Ellie's hand. Ellie gave a little shriek of surprise and quickly
hid her hand. She blushed when she saw Avery staring at her in surprise. Ellie's heart was beating hard inside
her chest. This wasn't the first time they walked hand-in-hand, but it was the first time Ellie had felt anything but
love and affection toward Avery, she now felt disturbed.
"What's wrong Ellie?" Avery asked concerned, rooted in her spot, afraid she might startle Ellie again.
"Nothing," Ellie replied quickly, "it's just that..." There was no point in hiding anything from Avery, especially
when everything was so easily readable in Ellie's face.
"What?" Avery snapped, crossing her arms on her chest and eying her with amusement. "Come on Ellie, you
can tell me anything!"
Avery had a great way of portraying mood swings; it was like switching into two different states of mind: one
mildly happy and the other one a whirlwind of rage. Ellie sighed, "I was thinking about the prom..."
"What about it?" Avery's voice was terse. "We're still going together, aren't we?"
Ellie's breath was caught in her throat. She had known Avery since High School, at first she was very sensible,
quiet, and shy, until Avery had pried her shell open. She met a world of enjoyment and fun when around Avery
and she loved her...maybe too much at that time. Loved her enough to let Avery convinced her that maybe she
wasn't like the rest of the girls... that she wanted something different in life. Ellie accepted and welcomed that
difference and after their senior year homecoming ball, they started dating. The rumour slipped and spread like
fire in a cornfield, by the end of the week the entire school was commenting about it. Ellie had tried to keep a
cool and confident attitude by ignoring their remarks about them, but inside her, she was burning with shame,
anger, and frustration. She looked up to Avery during that period; she was smirking and sneering as always.
Fortunately everything settled down and the school moved on to devour the next rumour.
Avery always had faith that Ellie would remain by her side regardless of what everyone was commenting about
their relationship, but somehow she didn't feel so bold about that assumption now. Ellie was confused after
their first kiss, but slowly she had evolved into a great girlfriend. Avery wished she could keep things that way
but she could see Ellie was about to snap.
"I don't know..." Ellie said softly. She heard Avery snort in disbelief, to which she rapidly added, "I mean to say
that I still want to go... but..."
"Not with me?" Avery finished her sentence in the abrupt manner characteristic to her. Ellie wished she hadn't
spoken those words but she felt that she, herself, could have spoken them with no more than truth than Avery.
"Avery, please understand," Ellie pleaded, "tomorrow night is the most important night in a girl's dream and I
want it to be perfect."
"Perfect, meaning having a bloke standing next to you, I suppose."
"Sort of. It isn't as bad as you think...going out with a guy. At least it would be..." Ellie's voice trailed away.
"Normal?" For some reason Avery had gotten really good at deciphering and reading Ellie's mind. "Goodness
Ellie, why do you do this now? After you convinced me to go to prom, I even bought a dress!"
Ellie gazed at Avery's furious eyes and diverted her own eyes; it pained her to see Avery, or anyone, angry at
her. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be sorry," Avery said, "I thought we were a strong couple, oh how wrong was I." She shook her head and
stared blankly overhead.
"Please Avery; I still want you to go. We can have fun; I have someone that could be your perfect date. Our
relationship will remain strong even after this."
"I will get sick if I see you with anyone else but myself."
The passion in Avery's voice made the hair in Ellie's back stand. "This is hard for me..." she gulped; the back
of her throat was throbbing painfully.
"It is for me too. I thought you were over what people were and are saying! I thought you loved me enough to
shun out those hideous remarks and insults and carry on with life."
"I do love you!" Tears were forming behind Ellie's eyes.
"You can't love me," Avery started stepping away from her, "if you can't love yourself...how can you ever love
me? If you cannot accept who you are, how can you ever wish to accept or even love anyone else?"
Ellie was speechless. The truth was painful.
"Have fun tomorrow night," Avery turned on her heels and stalked away without looking back at Ellie.
"You look beautiful, Ellie."
The words evoked memories of Avery, but Ellie knew she wasn't the one speaking them; it was Conner, her
neighbor and date. "Thanks," Ellie said half-heartedly.
"Ready for prom?" he offered his arm to her, which she took hesitantly.
"Sweetie, you look astonishing," Ellie's mother complimented, "both of you."
Ellie heard Conner thank her mother, but she could hear nothing at all, she was lost in her own thoughts. She
couldn't sleep at all last night, thinking about Avery and the monstrous way she had betrayed her girlfriend, or
ex-girlfriend. Avery had given her a world of feelings and happiness and she was throwing them away, as she
metaphorically spit on Avery's face. It was not fair for her. How much of what Avery had said applied to her?
She had not told her parents that she was a lesbian, or that she dated Avery. Did she trust her parents enough
to accept it or was it that she didn't accept it herself and was afraid of accepting it? At any rate, it was what
drove Avery away. She felt emptiness in her stomach, as if something was missing, as if somebody had torn
her heart away and in its place remained a black hole. She missed Avery.
"Shall we go?" Conner grinned down at her. He was handsome and gorgeous, but she felt disgusted by his
pretentious sight, brandishing her like a trophy.
"I don't feel like going anymore."
"What? What are you on about? I thought prom was everything you wanted."
"I don't want to go to prom with you," she said, her voice more determined. "This is a mistake." Energy surged
her vein and pumped her heart. She knew what she wanted, she wanted Avery, and she said so.
"Avery, it is a pity that she isn't going to prom but you cannot throw away an entire night for her. She is just a
friend; you'll meet more in university." Her mother said.
"Avery is more than a friend, mother," Ellie snapped, "she is my girlfriend and I want her to be my prom date."
Ellie's family and Conner were shocked. She took advantage of it and dash out of her house, in direction to
Loud music usually tore Avery's mind off things, but not this time. Ellie was something she had hard time
getting rid of. She laid flat on her bed and scribbled words of hatred on her notebook; her black prom dress
was already lying on the floor, all crumpled up, stepped and spit on. A tapping came from her window,
intermittent but continuous. She propped herself up on an arm and saw that somebody was throwing rocks at
her window. She grunted and got up, throwing the window open.
"Who the hell goes there!" she demanded. Her heart skipped several painful beats as she saw Ellie, as
beautiful as ever, standing in her lawn dressed for prom. "It is you that goes yonder."
"You mean 'What light through yonder windows break'?" Ellie offered, hoping Avery would get it as a peace
"Whatever," it didn't work; Avery was still in a fit of rage, "what do you want?"
"Avery, I'm so sorry for what happened yesterday and you were right about everything. It was wrong of me to
deny what I am and living in a shadow of lie and... it is okay to care what people think about us but not okay to
let their comments affect us...and..." she doubt she was making any sense at all, "and I realized that I really
want to be with you and that I wanted you...and..." Ellie raised a rose uncertain of Avery's reaction to it, "will you
go to prom with me?"
Avery's hard gaze was still on Ellie. She sighed and shut the window.
Ellie expected as much. Dejected, and with a throbbing heart, she turned on her heels and walked to the
sidewalk. Pools of tears were welling in her eyes. Behind her, she heard the click! of a door opening and as
she turned a beautiful dark sight caught her eye. It was Avery standing in the doorway, grinning. Her dress was
a tangled mess clinging to the body of hers, but she looked attractive, nonetheless. Ellie smiled and ran to
Avery, throwing her arms around her and kissing her in the neck.
"You think I'd miss out in this special night and let that brat of Conner take you to prom?" Avery said.
"I love you so much!" Ellie exclaimed and her lips searched Avery's.