So where should I start? Maybe the week before my birthday of 2012. The year I turned 17. My birth date is Tuesday, April 25th, 1995. My old school was Venus High School, there was gay, and lesbians at our school, but they were kind of quiet about it. They weren't quite as popular. Everybody accepted female bisexuals at my school. The guys kept quiet though. One guy that was open and out was extremely popular and well known, from band he was tall, nobody would mess with him in the school for being gay. People were kind of intimidated by him. Very friendly, welcomed me to the school, when I had no friends.
My friend who came out, got bullied. He was around 5"5. Scrawny, total Lady Gaga fan, fashion boy, band nerd, he would even after school, if I wasn't working out, he would do my make-up . I was openly bisexual, my freshman year. Nobody had a problem with it.
So last school year, I came out as a lesbian. I was done with all these men and their bullcrap. I had made friends with the freshman in my brothers' grade, which was one grade below mine. Well they don't care, they thought it was the coolest thing in the world, but they still liked dick. Their boyfriends weren't cool with it. Chris was an old friend of mine, a flirt. He was in my grade. He had issues, still does! Bad anger issues. Josh was just a loser who was jealous, rude, and needed a reality check. Kyle was a 5"7 jock who needed to grow a few inches to catch up in height to the other jocks. He looked like his brother, but couldn't live to his expectations and the way of his life. They bullied me, had some others to join in. Chris and Joshs'' girlfriend would get pissed for them trying to mess with me. They looked tough but they were just scrawny stoners, who lived a sad life, still do. A jock who needed a new hobby, and to get his upper lip checked for those cold sores.
