Little Miss Perfect Score.

I've been practicing saying it in the mirror for three weeks. It still doesn't sound real.

You're the first person I've told. I need you to understand what that means.

Don't make it a big deal. Also — it's the biggest deal of my life.

I knew when I was seven. I just didn't have the word for it yet.

You looked at her the same way I look at her. I think that's when I knew I wasn't alone.

Say it with me. You don't have to say it to anyone else. Just say it with me first.

My family doesn't know. I need tonight to just be about us knowing.

I came out twice today. Once on accident.

You held my hand in public and I forgot how to breathe for a second.

I spent so long pretending. I don't really know who I am without the pretending yet.

This is the first pride I've been to as myself. Bear with me if I cry a little.

I kept waiting to feel different after I said it. I just felt relieved.

Nobody gets to tell you what your identity means. Not even me.

You're allowed to still be figuring it out. The label can wait. The feeling doesn't have to.

I'm not asking you to announce anything. I'm asking you to stop hiding from me.

You looked so free today. I don't think I've ever seen you look that free.

Love is not a phase. I need you to say that back to me like you mean it.

I've loved you in every version of myself. That has to count for something.

My mother cried. I don't know yet if they were good tears or bad ones.

You didn't flinch. When I told you, you didn't flinch. Do you know what that meant to me?

I used to pray to be different. Now I think I was praying wrong.

Hold my hand. Not for anyone else. Just because I want you to.

I found the community before I found the word. That's how I knew I was home.

You are not too much. You have never been too much.

I spent years shrinking myself into something easier to love. I'm done doing that.

She smiled at me and I forgot every lie I ever told myself.

The world is loud today. Can we just be quiet together for a minute.

I'm not brave. I'm just tired of being afraid.

You loved me before I knew how to love myself. I don't know how to thank you for that.

Stop apologizing for existing so loudly. That's the whole point.

I kept the letter for two years before I sent it. I'm glad I finally sent it.

You're the first person who ever made me feel like this was something to celebrate.

I don't need anyone's permission. I just needed my own.

I'm not confused. I have never been less confused in my life.

You came. After everything, you came. That's all I needed to know.

There are so many of us. I keep forgetting how many of us there are until days like today.

I wrote it down before I could say it. Here. Read it. Take your time.

You make being this feel like the most natural thing in the world.

I hid it for so long it became a habit. Breaking habits is hard. You make it easier.

We don't have to call it anything. We just have to be honest.

I used to think the love I wanted was too much to ask for. Then I met you.

My chosen family showed up today. My blood family didn't. I know which one counts.

You kissed me in front of everyone and I think my whole life changed in that second.

I have never felt more like myself than I do standing here with you.

Loving you is the easiest thing I've ever done. Everything else was the hard part.

You told me it gets better and I didn't believe you. I'm starting to believe you.

I don't want to be tolerated. I want to be celebrated. Is that too much to ask.

Jill Ritchie as Janet & Sara Foster as Amy Bradshaw D.E.B.S (2004) dir. Angela Robinson

Jordana Brewster as Lucy Diamond & Sara Foster as Amy Bradshaw D.E.B.S (2004) dir. Angela Robinson

Being this far away from Amy's agency was freeing, in more ways than one, and Lucy appreciated the quiet moments that it brought. Some part of her was still surprised that she'd really managed to convince the spy to come with her, all the way back in the vault, but the cocky side of her knew that she had a strong shot at it.

Fingers carded their way gently through blonde hair, back leaned against the sofa and head tilted slightly towards the corner of the building. As Amy broke the silence, Lucy's own gaze flickered down, the corner of her mouth wrinkling slightly into a smile as she considered the question. She wasn't wrong — Diamond had promised, and for all her crusades on the wrong side of the law, deception wasn't particularly one of them.

"One, no. Was Reynolds until I was old enough to decide for myself. And yeah, I did." Amy was good at what she did, but what else was there to expect from miss perfect score? Licy saw her as far more than that, unlike her agency, but regardless. "Second, obviously. Le Tigre. 'Well Well Well.' How about you?"

❝  i didn’t even want to be a criminal. i wanted to be a pirate.  ❞

❝  did you just snap my bra?  ❞

❝  so, you’re an assassin.  ❞

❝  that’s my bunk, bitch.  ❞

❝  look, let’s just pretend that we’re in barcelona, and you’re in art school, and i’m renting sailboats to tourists, and we’re just us.  ❞

❝  i’m going to send you so far away that luxuries like toilet paper and diet coke are but a distant memory.  ❞

❝  if you’ll excuse me, i have a date with the devil.  ❞

❝  if there is evil in this world, its name is ____.  ❞

❝  you’re not as boring as i thought. but you’re not as bright, either.  ❞

❝  this is bullshit! this could not get any worse!  ❞

❝  we are going to die.  ❞

❝  i’m here because i feel more like me when i’m with you than i do when i’m with me.  ❞

❝  do you love her?  ❞

❝  you were dumped.  ❞

❝  i was not dumped!  ❞

❝  remember when you got drunk and nearly got the chancellor of bulgaria killed?  ❞

❝  they’re calling you a hero, when really you’re a slut. a gay slut.  ❞

❝  correct me if i’m wrong, but your friend seems to be hitting on my friend.  ❞

❝  oh my god! she almost kissed you! you almost let her!  ❞

❝  you owe me fifty bucks.  ❞

❝  what’s your beef with australia?  ❞

❝  have you seen my gun?  ❞

❝  i think love should be irresistible, like a drug, you know? i think when it happens you should just not be able to help yourself. i just - i wanted… more.  ❞

〘  amy bradshaw 〙  ⸻ @bradshawamy

➥  ❛ God, I wish I hated you. ❜

Lucy quirked an eyebrow at the statement, a slight smile turning up the side of her lips as she met Amy's gaze. When it came to whatever these games were, nobody was more entertaining to tease than the other spy, despite the fact that they were on completely opposite sides of the law.

"So, you don't hate me."

The confession was caught, and quickly. She could play it off all she wanted, but the thief never missed a beat. A lot pointed to the opposite, after all - Amy was supposed to be with her friends, investigating whatever they decided to get their hands on this time, but here she was, talking to her when she definitely wasn't supposed to be.

"Come on. We both know it."

“I didn’t say I liked you, either,” she replied, though she struggled to keep the grin from her face.

Lucy’s company made her day a little brighter regardless of all she did to deny it, and she found herself getting lost in her eyes for a moment. Amy shook her head, doing all she could to snap out of it. She was a D.E.B., for crying out loud! She wasn’t supposed to feel this way about the enemy! Besides, wasn’t she breaking, like, every single rule ever written?

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