Dear Journal,
During homeroom, one might think that the first day of school is going to be just fine. A fresh start in the school year, new friends, new phones, new everything. Nothing will go wrong..right? I mean you would think, but if you're in my shoes, well, fat chance.
I noticed that a blonde girl was staring at me while Ms. Sus was teaching us about bullying and how it is not ok. After class ended, she stopped me in the hallway.
"Hey, you're kinda cute, you know. Maybe we could go out sometime?" she said, looking up at me.
"Sorry, no thanks, I don't really like you. " I said, looking over at Felix.
He opened his locker and everything came pouring down on him. He fell to the ground and nervously laughed. I laughed a little too.
"Oh, then sorry to bother you." She followed my gaze and gasped, "OH, YOU'RE GAY!" the blonde girl screamed at the top of her lunges.
"WHAT?! NO, NO, I'm not I swear!" I say observing everyone in the hall staring at me.
"That's why you didn't want to go out with me! It's because you like HIM," she said pointing to Felix.
I blushed and ran into the bathroom, locking myself in a stall. "NO, NO, NO! Nobody was supposed to find out." I whisper. Wait, find out what? It's not like I'm actually gay. People just think I'm gay now, that girl just spread lies about people she knew nothing about. "GOD, WHAT IS WRONG WITH HER!" I yell.
The bathroom walls echo with the sound of my voice. I realize that I don't hear voices in the hallway anymore. I rush out of the bathroom and back out into the hallway, it's almost empty but I see Felix just sitting against a locker, his knees curled up to his chest, silent as a mouse. "Felix I'm sorry."
"I'm not gay." He says in a blunt tone. "I'm not gay, I'm not, I'm not," Felix says cupping his face with his hands starting to cry.
"I'm sorry, I really am," I say.
He wipes away his tears, and looks at me, "It's ok." He says gathering his things from his locker. "I'll see you around I guess." He whispers looking at the ground as he passes by me.
I felt cold, alone, and like I had messed everything up. I hurt my only friend and now he probably hates me.
I walk to my next class, my backpack feels heavy and my footsteps are the only noise in the hallway.
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Where Two Sides Meet
Teen FictionThis story is about two teenagers starting High School as juniors. They are trying to find out who they are, even when things get tough. The real question for them is, are they gay?
