𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, 𝑅𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒢𝑒𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒

˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗ 𝕆ℕ𝔼˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Y/n's POV
° ∘ 𖤐 sophomore year° ∘ 𖤐

!Use of homophobic slurs!

As I walked down the halls I could feel all eyes on me. Usually I went by unnoticed, and I liked it that way. But for some reason today, I seemed to be the only thing people could notice.

The crowed halls were all filled with chatter and judging eyes. I felt uncomfortable, walking along the slick floors of Lockwood High. I tried to hide myself as best as possible, I tried to be invisible again.

I spotted my best friend, Brooklyn and made my way over to her. "Hey! What's going on?" I asked. Out of everyone Brooklyn would know what was going on. She was the queen of gossip. She immediately backed away from me and practically yelled. "Ew! Get away you dyke!" I looked at her in shock. Dyke?

I hadn't told anyone that I was gay except my girlfriend and my mom. Wait. My girlfriend. We both agreed to keep it a secret and not tell anyone. What the fuck was going on? This cannot be happening, not now, not ever.

Our town, Lockwood was extremely homophobic, telling anyone that you were gay could cost you everything. I backed away from Brooklyn, tears streaming down my face. I quickly wiped them away before practically running away from her.

This was why everyone was looking at me

I ran to the girls bathroom and pulled out my phone to text my girlfriend and ask her what the fuck was happening.

Me: did you tell someone that I was gay??

Cameron<3: I can explain just meet me in the girls restroom

Me: I'm already there

A few moments later I saw Cameron enter the bathroom. "What the fuck is going on?!" I yelled at her through sobs. "Someone saw us k-kissing a-and I needed to protect myself!" I looked at her confused. "What do you mean protect yourself?" I uttered, wiping a few tears.

"I told them t-that you came on to me! A-and that you were a desperate lesbian.." She explained, hanging her head low. I looked at her in shock, trying to speak but no words came out. I brushed past her, tears still streaming down my face. There was nothing I can do. Everyone liked Cameron, she was pretty and popular, of course they would believe her. They'd definitely believe her over me...

I immediately went home, and called my mom. She picked up almost instantly. "M-mom." I spoke, my voice cracking a little. "What's wrong sweetie? Why aren't you at school?" She asked. I burst into tears

"Cameron told everyone! I- I went home, I couldn't handle the stares." I told her. She sighed, then began to speak. "Ok, you can stay home, but I need you to finish out the year. You only have a couple months left." She replied. I felt my heart shatter, a couple of months now felt an eternity away.

"Mom no! Please don't make me go back there!" I begged. I could feel myself crumble, not being able to compose myself. "Honey, I need you to calm down, I never liked this town anyway, we'll move this summer, but we are not in the financial position to move right now." It's true, we weren't poor but we sure as hell weren't rich, we were low middle class, just on the verge of being poor.

I was having a full blown panic attack now but tried my best to remain calm. "O-ok." I let out, a few sobs escaping my lips.

"I have to get back to work, I'll be home tonight, I love you."

"I love you too.."

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The next few months at school were absolute hell. Every time I walked down the halls I could hear whispers and slurs were constantly thrown at me.

"Watch out! Faggot coming through!" Someone yelled, the hall burst into laughter. I had no one, no friends, nothing.

If I went to use the bathroom, the girls already in there would scream and run out. That really makes someone feel good. I hate everyone at this stupid school.

Even in class the teachers looked at me funny, and the whispers and stared never really died down, and I never really got used to it.

During group projects, the teacher either had to force someone to work with me or I just worked by myself. I hated it and I wanted to die.

Right when I got home I did my homework and slept. Sleep was the only thing that brought my comfort. I didn't feel anything when I slept, just numb. Not hurt, not sad, not mad, not anything, just numb. And I liked it that way.

Finally, the end of the year rolled around and it was time to say goodbye to this horrible town. My mom has been working double just so that we could move, I was glad to finally be leaving.

~~~

"Well here we are! North shore Illinois!" She exclaimed happily, opening the door to our new apartment. It was nice, but it was gonna take some getting used to.

We spent the rest of the day unpacking and settling in.

I wasn't going to make the same mistake I did in Lockwood. I just needed to finish out my junior year, and if all goes well, my senior year. Who knows what this town has in store for me or this school but whatever it is, everything will be ok.

Regina's POV

"What are you going to wear?" Gretchen asked me over the phone. I rolled my eyes. "Gretchen, the first day of school is a week from now, chill out."

She scoffed, looking through her closet. We were on FaceTime since she insisted on our outfits being coordinated for the first day of junior year. "We need to be prepared Regina!" She points out.

"Can we just figure this out later?" I asked, she rolled her eyes. "Fine, I'll call you tomorrow." I nodded and hung up, flopping down onto my bed.

I wasn't in the mood to talk to Gretchen about outfit ideas when my parents are literally on the verge of divorce. My dad is sick of the way my mom parents us. Us being my sister and I. He says he can't take it anymore.

I tried to take my mind off it, just wanting to finish out high school. School was like my escape from home, and my excuse to be out of the house. Once high school was over, where do I go now?

College is always an option but I average Bs and Cs, I can't do this alone. Maybe I'll hire a tutor, I don't know yet. They'd have to be someone cool, but not dumb, which is hard to find believe it or not. I can't be seen with a nerd or else my school life will be just as bad as my home life.

I was popular and hot. I knew that. Being anything else than that is social suicide, and I can't risk my high status.

Who knows what junior year has in store for me but whatever it is, everything will be ok.

~♡~ Authors Note ~♡~

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