A Boy and A Girl

Chapter 6 ゜ ✭ ・.

Point of View: Bailey

The party went on, loud noises erupting from speakers and overly-excited teenagers. Most of it was going on in the living room, which contained a glass coffee table, a white rug, white walls, a tan floor, a TV, and several cream-colored couches and chairs. On one of those couches sat three teens. A blond-haired, blue-eyed boy, Bailey. A blond-haired, blue-eyed, groggy and half-asleep girl, Genevieve. And of course, a hot-pink-haired, black-clothed non-binary teenager, the very recognizable debate team member named River.

Bailey was kicking his feet back and forth as he chatted with River, happy to learn more about the LGBT community. He was especially curious about the 'B' and 'T' parts, as he'd never known about transgender people, and never realized that bisexuality was even an option.

"So, you're- transgender?" Bailey asked. "And you're non-binary... which means you want to be called 'they' instead of 'he' or 'she.'" He asked again, to clarify.

"Yup." River nodded. "I'm also trixic, which means I like girls." They continued.

"Yeah, you mentioned that you liked girls before, but I kind of thought you were a lesbian or a really feminine straight guy at the time, so I was a little confused," Bailey admitted. "But, other question," he added tentatively, trying not to be afraid of the answer, "what exactly is the whole 'bisexual' thing?"

River leaned back a bit. "Well, uh. I mean, it can mean different things to different people, but for the most part, it just means liking multiple genders. So instead of just liking girls or just liking guys or just liking enbies, like me," they added, "you might like all three, or maybe just guys and girls, or just girls and enbies, or... well, it can get complicated, because different people define it differently." River shrugged, but it didn't matter anymore.

Bailey was already beginning to connect some dots in his brain that he always thought didn't have a line between them.

Bailey suddenly jumped as Genevieve grumbled something and lay down on him, her head resting on the couch. He blushed, but it was more so because he was embarrassed by any display of affection that she turned his way. Ginny quickly fell asleep, and he couldn't help but smile. He felt a sort of love toward her, though he had to admit that it wasn't the type of love that a boyfriend should feel for his girlfriend.

To be fair... how could he love her that way?

It wasn't like he'd even had any idea what the concept of dating entailed back when they 'got together.' They were only kids. Everyone said that they must be dating since, obviously, a boy and a girl could never just be friends... So it wasn't really a choice. Rather than trying to fight it, they both accepted what their relationship was to be. It became something that was automatic to both of them. At least, Bailey assumed it was; he could really only speak for himself, but he assumed that Genevieve likely felt the same way... or maybe she actually did love him.

He almost hoped she did. Then they could still spend time together. Even though Bailey didn't really love Genevieve in that way, she was like a best friend to him, and he didn't want to lose her. They had always been so close, up until middle school... that was when their relationship went down the drain.

"Heh." Bailey glanced up to notice River smirking at him from across the couch. He tilted his head at them, and they commented, "You must really love Ginny to let her sleep like that."