Querencia

Chapter Five

"So what's up?" Sarah prods as soon as we're at my place.

I groan and throw myself backwards on my bed, smothering a pillow over my face "I like Ariella."

She laughs "I can't hear you."

I rip the pillow off and sit up facing her. I take a deep breath "Last night....Ariella....kissed me."

"What?!"

"She told me she's liked me since freshman year and.....I-I...I think I like her too."

Her face got serious "So what your saying is" she pauses "I have a gay best friend?"

I give her a "really" look and she cracks a smile before laughing. I throw the pillow at her "Be serious about this." but I can't help but laugh along.

"Okay look I kinda saw it coming."

"What?"

"The way you look at her... It's not intimidation. Never was. There was always, I don't know a light in your eyes."

"Why didn't you say something?"

"You weren't ready to admit it. I mean did you ever even think you could like girls like that?"

I sigh, shaking my head. "I've only been with guys so I never really considered that maybe what I was feeling for her was-is-romantic. I guess I just never allowed myself to think on it long enough to really question myself."

"Sooo..." she drags on

I look at her suspiciously "What?"

"Are your jeans cuffed or eyebrows slit in the front?"

I burst out laughing and so does she. It feels good to be light-hearted and share a laugh. Leave it to Sarah to get me out of my head and make me laugh. I never doubted she would take this change well, but it was still nerve-wracking to admit and share this realization.

"Um cuffed jeans."

"Ooo the options are endless."

"Or I'll just be bi-myself."

She hums "Mmm I don't know about that one. I think Ari definitely wants the part."

"You're right." I smile to myself, thinking of platinum hair and green eyes.

"Okay, you have to call her."

I groan "Do I have to?"

"Dude yes. I know when you get out of your comfort zone you wanna go all hermit, but you can't do that now. Call.Her."

I sigh "I will, I just need to get my thoughts in order."

"Are they ever?"

"Nope"

. . .

"Still haven't called?"

"Nope"

It has been two days since I told Sarah I'm bisexual. I still haven't called Ariella, part of me was getting used to my own discovery, part of me was nervous to call her, but most of me knew the other reason.

"Why not?" she asks, I could tell she was getting irritated at my procrastination.

"I would feel too guilty if I didn't tell my parents. We tell each other everything and I would feel like I'm hiding something. Something I feel like I shouldn't have to hide from them."

"Tell them what?" Jackson asks.

Me and Sarah look at each other "You didn't tell him?"

I wince "Thought I did."