Kick Off (a Catradora football/soccer story)

3- Communication is the key

Adora was so proud of the progress she'd made so far. It wasn't zero. Two weeks ago, after the day she watched the Horde Inside, she called Glimmer. Her new friend was sleepy since it was quite early. "Glimmer! I need your help!" On the other side, Adora's voice was really energetic even though she hadn't slept.

"Adora, what's the matter?" Adora's words were a lot more concerning, coming in a loud voice. Glimmer had no choice but to open her eyes wide.

It took Adora several minutes to find an answer. Actually no, she couldn't find a decent one. I think I may be weird, but I don't think I am weird, and I don't want to view THAT thing as weird. So, I need your help. These words didn't provide a coherent explanation. She stayed silent, regretting she even called Glimmer. Surprisingly, heartbreak and caffeine could make someone forget the internet exists.

Why did I call her? I could've asked google for God's sake! Google knows everything and I-

Her internal fight was interrupted by Glimmer's worried voice, "Adora? Anyway, I'm coming. Just wait." And she hung up before Adora could protest.

About one hour later, she was standing in front of Adora's room. And since Adora waited for her, drinking more coffee, she was even sappier when she opened the door. The first thing Glimmer did was examine Adora's face. "What happened?"

"I think...I am homophobic." At least Adora could find something better than her previous thoughts to describe her problem. Basically, she was the problem.

Glimmer's eyes went wide with her words. "Oh boy..." But then she frowned. Adora couldn't tell if she was mad because Adora was homophobic, or if she called her in the morning because of this. "Well, why am I surprised anyway. You were uncomfortable around Spinnerella and Netossa."

"Please don't tell anyone. I want to change. I really don't have anything against them. I just..."

"Adora okay, sit down." Her voice sounded a little bit irritated, making Adora even more panic. But the blonde somehow managed to sit down silently, waiting for the short girl to talk. "I'm glad that you want to change. So why are you uncomfortable?"

Adora's memories flooded her brain. Countless times of Shadow Weaver cursing about queer people. Adora told her how she was brought up, she was just an orphan. She rarely questioned her mother's morals, rules, words in general. "And...she would say...nobody loves queer people and their friends."

"Adora, you saw us. Did it look like the way you described?"

The blonde smiled at an idea, suddenly forming in her brain. Her teammates probably were loved by more people than her stepmother. "No. You guys are awesome. I like you; I really do. I am sorry that I felt uncomfortable before."

And they talked more, Glimmer debunked every dumb idea that Shadow Weaver planted in Adora's mind. She recommended some books, documentaries, movies, and tv shows that Adora had never heard of, and this left the short one surprised. Especially the tv shows were pretty popular. On the other hand, she felt sympathetic for the girl, thinking how manipulated she was. Maybe her family wasn't open-minded, she would have ended up like her too.

"There is one more thing..." Adora said, biting her lip. Okay so I think I may be queer, but I am not sure because I don't think I am queer and what is more ridiculous is that...my best friend is the one making me question my sexuality. I always have this feeling of you know...I should protect her ever since we were little children. I've always loved playing with her hair, lying beside her. I think I got jealous when she made a new best friend. She hates me and it feels awful, and I also try to hate her but I fail. I miss her so much and...