The Problems of Being Bisexual...at 13

Chapter 50

3/27/15

Hey y'all!

So this week's been different, yeah I can put it like that.

I didn't have to go to school on monday, a half day on Tuesday, and I'm going back on friday yes tomorrow friday.

Then on the contrary it was because of grandma. That was a long and stressful day.

Does anyone else get sick from crying and stress? I do, it's like no one else does. I cried for 30 seconds and then I had this crappy on and off head ache and then I just want to puke my beautiful guts out. It was terrible.

Hey pandora just played Lil' Kim! I haven't heard her since I was three! *starts singing way off key* Put ya lighters up! No matter where you at put ya lighters up!

You're welcome for my singing...wait oh my god, THIS IS MY SONG! Get it missy Elliott. You guys saw how she out shined katy perry at the super bowl right!?! Ok I should get back on track, sorry that pandora is playing all the songs from my childhood, wait is that... it's Get Low!

Alright, yeah getting back on track that's what I'm supposed to be doing, right?

Whatever, so I got some weird messages. They were on Kik and MeToo. (Check out MeToo I love it)

On kik our conversation went something like this. ( r=random) (o= outcaster)

R: I love you babe
O: who are you?
R: baby stop playing, I really love you
O: who the fuck are you
R: baby, I'm sorry
R: I really love you
O: and I really don't know you...
R: I love u even more than the earth spinning around the world
O: that doesn't even make sense...
R: baby
O: goodbye :)

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Then later on MeToo I got a message request from this guy. I'm not going to retype it all, just because I'm really that lazy, jk jk I'm supposed to be doing work...

But the guy was super respectful, he called me ma'am and all of that shit. But he asked me if he could do my homework for me. I know, wtf? But I said yes (I'm only going to use him for help that I already know the answer to. I'm not an idiot), and we ended up messaging on kik.

I think he has this fantasy to be a slave though. Because he said that he was my inferior and that he must call me by miss, ma'am, princess, your majesty, or goddess. That he must address me with respect.

I told him he really didn't have to do this nor my homework, vut he insisted. Saying some crap about how he would just love to serve a beautiful lady.

Yeah, I was surprised too. More on the I'll do your homework thing the most not the beautiful lady part. I know I'm fine.

Jk jk, but I did look a little older in the picture because I actually gave a shit at the moment and actually had the will to get up and put on a dress and straighten my hair. I didn't look that bad, not bad at all. Then again, nothing beats jeans, nothing except for shorts.

Maybe I'll show you guys what I look like one day, I might just do it. But for now let's just keep me a secret.

Oh and just so you guys know, this book will probably end when I turn 14. No, don't cry I know you'll miss me and my rainbows of love. Ok, maybe you're not crying at all, you probably don't even care, but still. I mean unless I make a sequel about a teenager finding love or really just getting mixed in infatuation,  no body is going to give a shit about a 14, 15, 16 or older chick being bi. Let's face it, no body would really give a damn.

Hell I might end this during the summer, and make something up about my summer adventures. Who knows? The time will come when the time comes.

But hey! I almost have 2k! It's a step up right? Thank you guys, you're all perfect little children from hell. My little demon spon, remember you're all unique and powerful, take over the world for me one day. Call me weird, I don't care, it's a beautifully compliment coming from you.

But I got to go, you know to actually get some sleep.

I really love you guys,

~outcaster