I'm Not Confused

our dumb teacher

  I could feel ny heart in my ears. Class had ended and the teacher sit in front of us.and because this was just before lunch, she had all the time in the world. She rubbed her temples and turned to Helena first.

  "I could have expected this from you, with the way you dress, but you?" She glares at me.

  "Come ON Rose! Is hell really worth it you two?" I puff my chest out.

  "Are you telling me were going to hell? And what about the way she dresses?"

  "Come ON kids, you know fags burn in hell, and Helena is goth so she must be okay with it! I know you think being lesbian will attract boys but-"

  Her eyes are wide and she has a hand print across her face. My Palm stings. My heart is ready to explode and the fear in my chest grew deeper.

   But then suddenly went away.

  "Who do you think you are you judgemental whore? Who are you to tell me what my sexuality is? What I believe in? I'm not even lesbian! I like boys to! And if I hear you call her anything I swear I will run to the principal and repeat every damn word"

  "But-"

  "And!" Helena began "as a teacher you should be encouraging us to follow what WE believe in! And frankly, I don't give a damn on your thoughts! I WILL date who I please, I AM a Christian, and you ARE NOT going to care, unless to be happy for me. Now. May we eat? Or are we to much of fags?"

  The teachers face was white, and she was sweating. But she gave me a look that said this isn't over.

"N-no go ahead."

  Me and Helena grabbed each other's hands and walked to lunch.

  "Hey rose?" She whispers with a grin.

"Yes?"

  "I just realized....you're the guy in the relationship" she burst out laughing and I give her the stink eye.

  "Well that just makes you the damsel in distress"

  "Well I think my Dane has been in much more distress lately. You okay?" I look at her and sigh.

  "Yeah I'm fine. You just know how easy I get mad. I think she's calling our parents too."

  "Well maybe it's a good thing. Maybe they should know."

  "Why?" She looked at me and grinned, then pulled to tickets from her pocket.

  "Annabelle." I grinned back at her.

  "We could just say we're going as friends"

  "True. You in?"

  "Yep. But I swear to God of you scare me I'll murder you."

  "Fair enough," she laughs.

  At lunch I get a nasty excuse for a hamburger and she gets stuffed shells. People make idle talk around us and we eat in awkward silence.

  "Hey Helena" I grin at her.

  "Oh God"

  "Did you know"

  "Don't do it"

  "WHEN I"

  "Nope"

"WAS A YOUNG BOY."

"You're crazy"

  "MY FATHER, TOOK ME INTO THE CITY"

  "To see a marching band?"

  "YES" we both burst out laughing and she punches my shoulder.       "Haw haw very funny"

  "I know right" I giggle and she  leans her head on my shoulder. The people in front of us give us a weird look. I couldn't care less.

  "What are you guys doing tonight," I ask the people in front of us. I knew some of them. I think ones name was Vicky. Then there was Sarah. Then Thomas. Then my ex.

  "We were all planning on going to the park. On a double date."

"Oh?" I look at my ex and he winks at me. I roll my eyes and Helena glares at him.

  "Maybe you two can come if you have a date." I was about to refuse but Helena spoke up. I grit my teeth.

  "We would just LOVE to!"

"Who's your date?" Sarah's eyes flickered from me to her.

  "Rose!" Everyone at the table was silent for a second. My ex, Seth, spoke up.

  "So your a lesbo now?"

  "No I like boys too" Helena evilly grinned as I spoke. Seth got a sad look on his face.

  "What's wrong Seth?" Helena sneered.

  "I'm kinda surprised you're dating is all."

  "Why do you care?" Vicky glared. Thomas looked like he was about to die laughing.

  "I don't. In fact, I think this is a great idea. You two should definitely come." He grabs Vicky by the waist while making eye contact with me. Is he trying to make me jealous? I don't care. Honestly he was a douche.

  After school Helena came to my house to get ready. I told mom I was going out with some friends and she happily agreed. Going on about how I don't get any Sun and crap.

  She helped me put on some makeup and played with my hair. She picked through my closet and gave me a gothic dress with ripped leggings and a black guitar pick choker. All she did was borrow one of my dresses, yet she was still so beautiful.

  We left the house. But as we left, I heard the phone ringing. We both walked a little faster.