Uncharted Desires
The flickering light of scented candles cast dancing shadows across the small dorm room. Amie sat cross-legged on her bed, nervously twirling a strand of her mousy brown hair around her finger. Across from her, perched on the edge of the desk, was Amanda, her roommate and best friend since freshman orientation. Amanda exuded confidence, from her perfectly styled blonde hair to her mischievous green eyes that seemed to hold secrets Amie could only dream of. As different as night and day, they’d forged an unlikely friendship over the past year and a half. Amie, the shy bookworm from a small Midwestern town, and Amanda, the vivacious party girl from Los Angeles. Their friendship had been a surprise to everyone, including themselves. On that first day of orientation, Amie had been overwhelmed by the sheer …