Ginger was thoroughly annoyed by now. Not that it had been any secret back home that she and Brigette's interests were a little out there to most people, but she didn't think it was anyone's business, really. Especially not this guy's, who was only asking about it all because he wanted her to prove she wasn't someone else. Ginger didn't have to prove anything to anybody.
"And? And I'm PMSing right now, so is that enough for you or what?" PMS was what the nurse at school had called it, but Ginger knew it was something else. Well, technically, Brigette did and she'd been trying to convince Ginger of it, as well, and only recently had it been working.