A/N: Those who are in LGBTQ+, please do not be offended. This is just a story of a girl finding out about her sexuality. They are also of legal age in here.
It was a perfectly normal Friday. Everyone was looking tired but all were chatting to their friends, except me of course. I was standing, quietly reading my book in one corner of the classroom, waiting for the teacher to come. Suddenly, I saw something happen at the side of my eye. I put my bookmark in place and closed the book. When I saw who was waving to me, I internally sighed. It was my crush, Raylee Campbell, the sweetest, most hard working, yet playful girl in my class. Yeah... Girl. I know girls aren't supposed to like girls, God made Adam and Eve, not Eve and Eve. Still, her personality and looks were amazing. I had no chance with her however. She definitely does not have crushes on girls. Only weird people like me does.
"H-hi Raylee..." I stuttered. 'Oh gosh,' I thought, my facing turning red. "She probably won't notice anyway, I usually stutter when spoken to." To my relief, Raylee said nothing but looked at me weirdly.
"You okay? Why don't you take out your jacket? You look red in the face to me," she said. Before hurriedly saying no offence. See? She's so sweet and caring to people. Or am the only one thinking that? I zoned out, day dreaming about Raylee...
A piercing snapping sound got me out of my daze. It was Raylee, she must have been trying to tell me something. I groaned, face red as a tomato. Raylee chuckled and told me it was fine. Did I actually groan out loud? She then told me to go somewhere with her. I followed her like a dog follows its Master obediently. When we got to somewhere private, she took a deep breath.
"Iactuallyreallylikeyoualotbutitsfineifyoudon'tlikeme,' she rushed out. I looked at her with a blank face and tilted my head in confusion, not getting all she had said. She looked miserable. I gently requested her to repeat it once more, slower thins time and she complied repeating what she had said. I stared at her. Not believing what I had heard.
"I actually really like you a lot, but it's fine if you don't like me?" I repeated, to comfirm if I had gotten it correct. Raylee nodded, looking at the ground nervously. I squealed that I was the same. And we both hugged each other, tightly. My face dropped when I remembered what I had been worrying about.
"B-but. Girls can't like girls. It's not allowed!" I said, tears springing to my eyes as I was about to have a full fledged mental breakdown. "It isn't right. God doesn't allow it..." I rambled as I ranted to Raylee. She hugged me tightly and whispered me comforting words. My sobs quietened down and I looked at her, tears in my eyes.
"You are who you want to be. Not a picture in front of others to appreciate," Raylee comforted me. I thanked her as I wiped my tears off with my arm, looking like a fool. Raylee giggled and tooked out some tissues for me.
"Girlfriends?"
"Forever."
