Some Girls Date Other Girls (Lesbian Story)

"Why's Your Shirt Inside Out?"

Sofie:

I stirred in my sleep and turned over on my side. I saw my alarm clock with half closed eyes. 7:36 am. I closed my eyes and pulled the covers up more, snuggling into its warmth-

"Oh shit!" I said my eyes popping open. I threw off the covers and jumped out of bed. My foot got tangled in the covers and I almost tripped but I caught myself and ran over to my closet. Since i sleep in my bra (i'm weird, yeah i know, my friends tell me all the time) all I had to do was take off the shorts and find some clothes to throw on over my underwear and some shoes.

I grabbed a red t-shirt off of a hanger and tugged it over my head. I pulled on a pair of black jeans, struggling to put them on quickly, because of how tight they were. I looked frantically at the clock, 7:39. I searched through the big messy pile of shoes and tried to find a pair that matched.

A white sandals, black lace-up boots, an all-black Converse and a white one. One by one I tossed the shoes out of my closet. Time was ticking by and I couldn't find a matching shoe. I got really nervous and more frantic. I had to catch the bus! I couldn't miss it! Both of my parents had to have already left for work and they both worked out of town. I didn't have a car and I had no other way to get to school. I looked back at my clock and another minute had passed. The bus came in 5 minutes. I didn't know what to do, I couldn't go to school barefoot! I needed to find-

"Oh thank God!" I grabbed an all -black Converse that matched the other one I had thrown earlier. I took both of them and grabbed my phone and backpack and ran out of my room downstairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed a thing of pop-tarts out of the cabinet. I threw that and a chocolate milk into my backpack. I dropped to the floor and put on my Converse my hands were shaking so bad that I was struggling to tie my shoelaces and I was getting frustrated because I didn't have time for this.

When I finally got my shoes laced up. I picked up all my stuff and grabbed my keys off the hook on the wall near the door as I ran out. I quickly locked my front door and sprinted across lawns and ducked under small trees until I made it to the side of the road where my bus stopped to pick me up. I texted my friend Liz who gets on the bus a couple stops before I do, if the bus had already passed. I sighed in relief when she responded quickly saying no that they were a few minutes away. I put my book bag down at my feet and I looked down at my clothes for the first time to see how my quick dressing had turned out. And that's when I saw what shirt I was wearing...my fitted red t-shirt that says "Some People Are Gay Get Over It". This wouldn't be a problem, if I wasn't going to be wearing this shirt to school.

I happen to be openly bisexual. My friends and family accept me. I obviously have no problem with anything related to the LGBTQ+ community and anything that shows that I am proud of who I am and I don't think people need to be so caught up in who people like or love.

The only problem is being that I go to a strict Catholic school that, as has leaders that do not share my same opinion about homosexuality and anything related to it, I could get in trouble for wearing the shirt. I wasn't trying to start any trouble although trust me, it made me angry that I had to worry about getting in trouble wearing something that expressed my beliefs which I believed were right and good.

And in case you were wondering why I was allowed to wear my regular clothes to school when I go to a Catholic school, where they usually have uniforms, it's because it was a few weeks until summer so they allowed us to dress in our normal clothes until we go on vacation. It was one of my favorite things about my school.

What was I going to do, though? I didn't want to walk into school wearing this shirt and I wouldn't really be able to change it when I got on the bus.

The only thing I could do was change it before the bus came. I pulled the shirt over my head as quickly as I could turned the shirt inside out and pulled it back on. Some guys driving by rolled down their car windows and cheered and whistled at sight of my 34 Cs. I gave them an over -dramatic bow and a humorless smirk and rolled my eyes.

Down the road I saw my bus coming so picked up my bag and got on. I was glad that I had noticed the shirt before I got to school or even on the bus because my day wasn't off to such a smooth start, the last thing I needed was trouble.

I slid into the seat in front of where my friend Liz was sitting. I put my backpack next me and turned in my seat to face her, the way I do every day.

"Hey", I said.
"Hey, um why is your shirt inside out"
"Wow, should've know you'd notice right away."
"You know me," she said, " I never miss an opportunity to tease you or make fun of the way you do anything" she smiled at me "What else would I do for fun?"
I laughed and then told her about my morning.

Hope you like the story so far :)