Bianca's new life

Valetines (Thirty-nine)

Bianca Pov

It was the Friday before Valentine's Day, (not that I celebrated it as I don't believe in the commercialisation of it), but almost everyone else was enjoying the 'holiday', (yes, there's quotations there for a reason).

Everyone in college seemed to think that if you didn't have 'a Valentine' then you couldn't pull anyone, but I just had a problem with the cis, het message that it was pushing, (as it just feels like anyone that was pushing it was straight and cis), (though I could be wrong so please don't sue me as I'm fucking broke as fuck).

There were times that I wished that I wasn't the only person of my friends to go to college instead of sixth form, as they would've understood why I hated Valentine's Day, but I wanted to do fashion and school didn't have that so, (not that school was my favourite place but still, I liked getting to hang out with my friends here).

So because I hated Valentine's Day, (I'm not going into the reason why that was as that's just a can of worms that deserves to be glued shut here Babes), I just chilled in the loo's all day, as everything was valentines Day themed, including bloody lessons, which was not the vibe I was feeling here, ya know, (I know that I sound like a skulking child here, but I was just being overwhelmed with everything that day).

Someone came into the loo's, and honestly I was not looking forward to the conversation that came with me explaining why I was chilling in the loo's, though I couldn't not answer the question as that looked worse, (though I had hindsight, I wouldn't have chatted so much with this fucking cow, but that's just me and my anger issues here Babes).

"Why are you chilling in the girls bathroom?"
"I'm avoiding the Valentines Day festivities"
"Why are you doing that?"
"Because I hate Valentines Day"
"But why do you hate Valentines Day?, it's a day of love"
"Because it's become a way to show off fairytale straight relationships and straight people shoving their relationships in your fucking face"
"But you're straight"
"You can fuck off, I'm not fucking straight, I'm a fucking lesbian"
"But you don't look like a lesbian"
"And what does a lesbian look like?"

Funnily enough, after I asked them that question, they fucked off, (though them assuming that I'm straight was fucking nightmare fuel, especially considering that I was kicked out), though they came right back in, (because of course they fucking did), as they then had an answer for me apparently, (which didn't sweeten my mood like I presume that they had hoped for, because why else would they have come back).

"How come you don't look butch?"
"Because I don't fucking want to, I want to look like a fairy princess, but regardless sexualities don't have fucking 'looks', do you sound this ignorant all the time or is it reserved for people who look like me?"
"I'm not ignorant"
"Oh I'm sorry, it just seemed that way with what came out of your mouth"
"Most lesbians I know are butch-"
"The lesbians who you have knowledge of may be butch, but there's this thing called the fucking closet Sweetheart!"

I just wanted her to fuck off and leave me alone, (yeah I'm not all that into talking to people at the best of times Babes), I also didn't want to be her morality check, because that was going to happen if this thing went on for any longer here, (and I shouldn't have to be a morality check for someone to treat me like a human being instead of a walking stereotype Babes).

"I'm not ignorant"
"That statement contradicts what just came out of your mouth before"
"How is any of what I say ignorant?"
"You assumed I was straight and then when I told you that I wasn't, you proceeded to question me based on fucking stereotypes"
"You look straight-"
"Yeah well my experiences are not!, my Mother kicked me out when she found my then girlfriend's texts!, which by the way weren't all that steamy but so what if they fucking were!, my life has been put in danger just because I like girls!, and I have wilfully ignorant people like you who perpetuate stereotypes to suit their worldview!, now fuck off and leave me alone!"
"But-"
"No!, I'm done!, now fuck off and leave me alone!"

So then she actually left the loos, therefore I was once again alone in the girls loos on Valentine's Day, (which was actually peaceful until I was rudely interrupted from said peace), and no, I wasn't marked against for this as it was optional work that day, (I checked this before I essentially bunked off here).