I woke up, got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Before I knew it I was off to school. Now being a lesbian, going to school wasn't like everyone else's experience. I may of bin different but there is one thing I have in common, I still have crushes.
It was a normal day up until lunch. I put my books done and walked into the lunch line. I stood there and there was this girl, I didn't know her name. She was short, had deep brown eyes, and everything was proportioned right. She was so cute. Then she turned around and in a nervous voice said "Hi, uh... what's y-your name?" Okay now when any attractive girl stumbles on speech it really is the cutest thing.
"Hey, my name's Molly, what's yours"
She turned around like she was suprised I answered, in a more relaxed voice she said "Jessica"
"Are you new"
"Yeah"
"Wanna sit with me at lunch"
She looked over, she had a fear in her eyes, and she said "Yeah, you seem cool."
At this point of time I had no friends. I was fearing of loosing her, what if she was a homophobe, then everything would be lost. Okay, time to examine
Short finger nails, check
Flannel, check
Panic at this Disco shirt, check
Rubber bracelets, check
Okay maybe I can. Okay, anyways we got out lunch and she followed me.
"So, who do you think is hot, what's his name?"
Yay... okay "I actually... um... don't like boys, I'm lesbian"
She went "Okay I support gay rights fully"
She went on and on about gay rights, a little too much to be straight. Hey but you never should assume. It was the end of the day and she went up to me and said "What's you're phone number?" I told her and she was off. This was it. Now when I got home, we would text.
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Internal Closet
RandomMolly, a 14 year old girl falls for a girl named jessica, who is closeted and has a hard time comming to terms with herself and knowing who she is. As the story follows book follows two points of view through a story, not just about romance but inte...
