The rest of the school day breezed by, I went to my other classes floating on clouds. Hot ass Krystal actually liked me. I felt like a little kid at Cat's Candy Shop. The last bell rang. I completed my first day of high school. I was ready to see Krystal again. As I was walking through the commons, this boy stopped me. He was light brown, tall, and had deep persuading eyes. He had a brushcut, and dressed like a Hollister model. Yum.
"Hey, Sam right? I'm CJ.", the hottie introduced himself, "I'm in your social studies class and was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime or something". He rushed his last sentence quickly.
I smiled.
"Sure, here's my number."
"Cool, see you around." he said as he ran to catch a ride with his friends.
I texted Tamara.
S: Hey lovely, catching a ride with Krystal, call U later.
T: K babes, no problem. I'm with Ray anyways. ;)
S: Have fun. ;)
I rounded the corner to the student parking lot, the place me and Krystal decided to meet up at. She was laughing and giggling with the asshole Kyle. When Kyle saw me approaching, he walked away.
"Hey babe.", Krystal greeted me.
"Sup." I replied.
"Okay, so direct me to where you live."
"I live in Redwoods Complex.", I directed.
"Oh my gosh, really? I do too. I live in those new houses they just built."
Oh shit, things just keep getting better and better.
We turned into our complex and she parked infront of her home. I decided that we should walk over to my house. "Mommmmm!", I called, "I'm home." There was no answer. She was probably at my grandma's house.
Me and Krystal had the house to ourselves. During the hours we were here, we got to know each other. I realized she was funny, weird, lame, and freaky but I liked that about her. Call me crazy, but I think I was falling for her. It was getting late and Krystal announced she had to get home to take care of her brother while her mom was at work. I walked her home, then walked back to my house.
Today was great. Krystal is fucking perfect.
It was 9:03 when my phone buzzed, another unknown number, but I figured it was CJ, the cute boy from school. Maybe I'm not lesbian. Just confused.
CJ: Hey, U Up?
S: Yea, what's up?
CJ: Nothing, was thinking if you'd like to go out this weekend.
S: Ya, that sounds fun. Pick me up at 5 on Saturday.
CJ: K, C U 2mrrw
S: K. Bye.
Hmmmm, CJ was cute too. I wonder how things will go this weekend.
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The Girl Who Cried Lesbian
Ficțiune adolescențiSam is a young teenage girl who is going through problems of her sexuality. One minute she swears she's lesbian, and the next minute she thinks she's straight. Could she just be bisexual? Or does she just like girls to fit in? One things for sure, s...
