The Curse

"Please..can I stay with you?" You ask shyly.
Nodding, she replies, "Uh-huh." You smile at her and tilt your head slightly. She holds your hand and leads you back to her room. You tell her everything that lead to this conversation and she listens with interest whilst styling your hair. She was just spraying it to keep it all in place when there was a rapping at the door. You both looked at each other and then the door. You are pretty sure who it is and when she takes you away, hell will break loose.
"Come in." Alice yelled. In walked a wavy-haired blonde with a concerned look on her face. You breath a sigh of releif and Alice continued to sort out your hair.
"I heard about what happened to Daneilla. I wanted to see how she was."
"She's..better." Alice answers for you.
"Can you stop calling me a girl..it's getting really depressing." You ask. They both look at you with an 'are you kidding me' look on their faces.
Alice is the first to answer. "I think you learned the hard way that you are a girl."
"And quite a hot one at that." The other girl answers and finished with a wink.
"Errm..thanks, I think. Well, who are you." You question the stranger.
"I'm Lizzie. I'm so sorry this happened to you, but at least you look good." The flirtatious girl replies, giggling. Alice just rolls her eyes. This was clearly not the first time Lizzie has flirted with a total stranger, not to mention another girl. This girl's sexuality was becoming clearer and clearer by the second. "How about I show you my room, cutie." She offers in a seductive tone whilst slipping her hand down her pants and along her leg in a very suggestive manner. You eyes widen at the thought, but she seems friendly enough.