The Girl Who Cried Lesbian

The First Day Of School

The day before the first day of school, I tried to pick out what I thought would be the perfect outfit to start the year. After many countless hours, I decided to keep it simple yet cute - a white fitted T-shirt that hugged my body, ripped shorts from Hollister, and purple lowtop converse I just got the weekend before. I went to bed around 10pm so that I could have a goodnight's sleep. Of course, most the time I laid in bed I thought about how the school year would go. I don't remember what time it was when I fell asleep. I woke up to the sound of my alarm ringing. I looked at my clock, it was 6:30.  

"Shit!", I yelled, as I jumped out of bed. It was the first day of school and I was going to be late, the bus would be here at 7. I quickly ran to the bathroom, and turned on the shower. I undressed and jumped in the water, quickly washed my hair, and jumped out. "Fuck!", I screeched. It was 6:45, and I hadn't done anything to my hair yet. My hair was dyed a dark red, full and kinky, sometimes nappy if I didn't comb it thoroughly. Whatever, I guess I'll just put some Tresseme leave in conditioner and hope for the best. I looked in the mirror and was shocked at what I saw. I looked smokin'. I wasn't one of the prettiest girls but I wasn't ugly either. I had dark brown big eyes, big lips, and my teeth were straight from the years of braces in elementary school. My skin was a dark brown and smooth. Some people call me Almond. I'm quiet but friendly, and I love challenges.

"Mom, the bus will be here soon. I'll see you after school... Bye Alicia!", I yelled to my mother and sister as I ran out the door. I had 5 minutes to spare as I walked to the bus stop. As I reached 50th ct, I saw the bus pulling up, and I walked a little faster. As I got on the bus, I looked at all the faces of my new peers, I knew nobody, and so I sat alone. The ride to school was short and fast.

I got off the bus and walked across the campus of Marley High, rumor has it that it was named after legend Bob Marley. Most of the kids here were weedheads, and soon to be dropouts. But some of the kids were actually smart and focusing on their future. Marley High was home of the gays, bisexuals, and lesbians. I can finally be myself and admit what I like.

I pulled out my white iPhone 4, and speed texted my best friend.

S: Tamara, where are you? Meet in front of cafeteria in 2.

T: K. See U.

I looked around at my surroundings. Wow, this is it. This is high school. I noticed a couple of guys and girls checking me out, but only because I was doing the same. I smiled and waited for Tamara. "Sam!", the sound of my best friend's voice evaded my thoughts, "Wassup girl!".

"Hey, T. What's your first block?" 

"Some class in the 6 building", she replied.

"Me too. I have English with Ms. Khan"

"Yay! I do too, let's head over there so we can get seats, you know how I like sitting in the front."

Tamara and I have been best friends since diaper days. We didn't attent the same middle school. So I was happy we'd be going to high school together. People said we look alike, she also had dark brown skin, but she wore her hair in thick braids in a high bun. She wore thick glasses which gave her the look of a smart girl. Her attitude was fierce and often sarcastic. Tamara was hot. She was the only one of our friends that knew I liked girls. She was totally into boys, and usually had a different boyfriend every few weeks. Her new interest was a Junior football quarterback named Raymond who went to our school.

The bell rang. It was officially the start of our first day of our freshman year.