𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐌𝐄 | 𝟏𝟖+

E I G H T

"Ags is turning sixteen tomorrow," Stephan sighed. "She is growing up way to fast."

"Least she doesn't have one hundred boyfriends," Reagan shrugged as she typed up her newest script.

"She's never even had one."

"See," Reagan looked up at her husband. "Is that that the dream," she smiled.

"I'm concerned."

Reagan sucked her tooth. "Why?"

"Because she like, never mentions boys. Never asks about them, never hangs out. Last time she mentioned a boy was like two years ago when we thought she was watching porn."

"Oh so what?" She crossed her arms. "You want her to in a relationship? What happened to all those threats?"

"Empty threats," he shrugged. "I want her to be happy, to experience life. I want grandchildren in like ten years," he shrugged. "My oldest two aren't gonna give me anything."

Reagan sighed. "Well maybe she's trying to figure herself out. Maybe she doesn't even like boys," she shrugged. "Boy do be icky now. Have you met Ozious Press?"

Stephen sighed. "He's that bad?"

"Loud, high energy, fast talking," she rolled her eyes. "I literally have to deal with it at eight in the fucking morning."

"So fire him."

"I can't," she sighed. "But back to who's important, Agnes."

"You want to talk to her about it? She gets out of school soon."

"No," she shook her head. "She'll talk to us when she's ready."

"Aww," he stuck his lip out. "Look at you being a parent."

*****

The kisses they were exchanging were sloppy and wet. Her had slid down her body to her belt buckle. As she tried to undo it, Agnes stopped her.

"Um, I-"

"You've never done this before have you?" She asked her.

"No."

She kissed Agnes's lips. "Well we can just stay in here and make out til the last bell rings or I can take you to class but you'll be super late."

Agnes looked at her watch. "I guess we should just...stay. It's only fifteen minutes left."

She grinned,  attaching her lips back on to Agnes's.

The bell finally rang.

"So, Ava, what are you doing tonight?" Anges asked her hesistantly.

"Nothing," she shrugged. "I was hopig I could take you home. Maybe meet your parents," she shrugged.

Agnes's heart dropped. "Um. I- they-"

"Ags," she stopped her from walking. "Don't worry. I'm not pressuring you do anything you aren't ready for. Just tell them we're friends."

"You wouldn't be mad?"

She scoffed. "It took me a while to come out to my parents too," they continued walking. "They put me on a date with this dick who was just like my brother," she rolled her eye. "Then my brother had this girlfriend who was bi, we kissed for a truth or dare. That's when I realized I like girls."

"I thought you were bi too."

"Well I like fucking guys but I wouldn't date one. A girl on the other hand," she stopped them from walking again. "I'd do both." She bit her lip.

Agnes smiled. "Yo-"

"Hey Agnes!" It was Tilly.

Agnes rolled her eyes. "Hi Tilly," she said unethusiastically.

"What are you doing tonight?" She asked, her energy being the exact opposite of Agnes.

"Um, I'm...I'm hanging out with Ava," she said.

"Oh," the excitement left her body. "Can I hangout too?"

"Um, not today," Agnes said. "But maybe another time?"

"Sure," she bowed her head down and walked away, being sure to bump Agnes as she did.

"What's her problem?"

"We used to be friends and stuff but she got mad because I didn't come out to her. She tried pressuring me and stuff and we fell out. She apologized later in time but," Agnes shrugged. "Not really feeling it , her, anymore."

"Least she didn't out you. How'd she find out?"

"After my fourteeth birthday party she caught me looking up lesbian stuff and put two and two together. Back then I wasn't one hundred percent sure."

"Ahh, okay."

*****

"Mom?"

"In the kitchen!"

"Hi mom, dad," Agnes smiled. "This is-"

"Ava?" Reagan furrowed her brows.

"Reagan, hi. I didn't know your mother was Reagan Reese."

"How do you two know each other," Stephen asked.

"We go to school together," Ava answered.

"Oh," Reagan smiled. "Well isn't this fun,"she cheered. "Ava is much more likeable then her brother."

"Her brother?" Stephen furrowed his brow.

"Yup," she poppped the P. "Ozious fucking Press."

Agnes and Stephen gasped.

"Please don't remind me," Ava sighed.

"Sorry," Reagan pocked her bottom lip out.

"I feel bad for you," Agnes said apologetically. "Wanna see my bedroom?"

"Sure,"Ava smiled.

Once they got up the steps, Reagan and Stephan freaked out.

"Friends?" Reagan aggressively whispered.

"Oh my God, you think their more?" He whispered in the same tone.

"Ava is bi, or gay," Reagan aggressively shook her head. "Either way, she likes girls."

Stephan gasped. "We need to invistigate."

Reagan's eyes went wide. "Yes."