Chapter 2

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Jenna . . . My Secret

"I need a new pair of heels so bad. I'm getting really sick of the same four I always wear"

"You're such a girl" I laugh at Nicole.

"And you're not?" She looked away from her magazine to look at me. She is laying on her bed while I sit comfortably in her purple bean bag chair a few feet away.

"Not at all. Have you ever seen me wear heels?"

"Actually you're right... Never once have a seen you in heels... In all the 14 years I've known you"

"Exactly. You wouldn't catch me dead in them"

"We'll see about that. I'll get you to wear them, I will don't worry"

"Oh I won't, 'cause I know that will never happen. No one will ever get me to wear them. They're so uncomfortable and.. Just not me" I scrunch my nose up in disgust.

"Really Jenna? How are you ever going to get a guy if all you wear are converse and sneakers and t shirts and ripped jeans?" Nicole looks at me, waiting for an answer.

I tense up. My heart starts beating fast and my palms start to sweat. I look down at the bean bag chair I was sitting in, still saying nothing. A guy... A guy. I hate moments like this, I'm so bad at pretending nothing just happened, that nothing bothered me. Keeping it a secret is the worst part. I've kept this secret all to myself for four years and I still haven't learned how to properly react when someone says something like Nicole just had. A guy. We've been best friends for so long and we don't keep any secrets from each other. I know I should tell her the truth but I just can't, I don't have it in me to admit to something that could change everything between us. Sometimes I just want to scream it at the top of my lungs, but inside I know I can't. Not because I'm afraid to tell anyone, but because I'm of what their reaction would be. I don't know anyone else like me, I have no one to fall back on if everything comes crashing down. Telling the truth could set me free, but it could also tear me down. I take a deep breath and tell myself to calm down, it's just one question. One, innocent question. A guy...

"Hey, I have more style than you give me credit for" I reply once I finally come back to reality.

"Whatever you say" Nicole goes back to her magazine.

I take another deep breath, relieved I dodged answering her real question.

"Maybe you could date my brother" she suggests.

'Dammit' "You're probably the only sister to ever suggest that" I say flatly.

"Jenna, you're 17. You've never had a boyfriend. Not once. Hell I'd be ready to set you up with that bum who lives next to the alcohol shop with that stray cat"

"Ok stop right there"

"I'm just say-" I cut her off

"No"

She lift her shoulders up and down, not thinking anything of it. She quickly flips through the last pages of her magazine, throws it to the side and came to sit next to me on her bean bag chair.

"Hey let's watch a movie" she says excitedly.

"You go to choose the movie last time, so this time it's my choice. We are so watching a horror movie" I grin.

"Oh no! You know how much I hate those!"

"No, I know how funny it is when you almost shit your pants and scream like your the victim in the movie" I laugh.

Nicole glared at me, only making me laugh even more, "you're mean"

"Come on, let's go pick one out" I say as I get up from the chair. I exit her bedroom and start to walk down the stairs.

"Asshole" I hear her mumble, still pouting in her room.

"I heard that!"

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Kaitlyn . . . They Say It's A Sin

I sat at the kitchen table watching the news waiting for dinner to be served. I really hate the news, there's never any good news, it's an easy way to loose faith in all humanity. Stupid people everywhere. And the news shows it all.

"Did you and your sister have fun at the mall Katy?" My dad asks me as he takes his seat at the table across from me.

"All I did was watch her empty her bank account"

"Excuse me, I'm not the one that bought that $100 shirt" Caroline defends herself as she sat next to me

"Actually, yes it was. The only thing I brought home was a bracelet that was worth every penny spent." I look down at my right wrist and smile at the beautifl piece of jewelry I had bought. It is silver and is decorated in all kinds of jewels. On the inside the words "Love Always" were inscribed into it.

My mother finally placed a big bowl of pasta with sauce on the table. "Thanks for all the help guys" she says sarcastically. She takes a seat next to her husband. We all dig our spoons into the big bowl at once and filled up our own individual bowls. As we stuff our faces with my mom's delicious pasta we turn our heads to the tv, all having too much food in our mouths to have a proper conversation.

"Next after the break, gay marriage. A controversial topic in the state of Pennsylvania" said a man with his hair slicked back wearing a suit one size too small.

"What do you think about that?" Caroline asks all of us.

"What honey?" Asks my mom.

"Gay marriage. Do you think they should be able to get married?" Caroline eats another spoonful of pasta, waiting for her to answer.

"Absolutely not"

"Never in a million years" agreed my dad.

I swallowed hard to get all the food down in order to get a word in, "why not?"

"Because what they are doing is a sin. It's unholy and God is hates the gays" my mother says sternly.

"Homosexuality is a completely wrong. All that choose to live that lifestyle are condemned to hell" my dad says. He takes in another spoonful of pasta as if it were nothing.

"That's awful," I reply, completely shocked that such things would ever come out of my parents' mouths, "they might be different, but that doesn't mean they don't deserve the same rights as everyone else" I argue.

Caroline looks at me, "I agree with mom and dad, marriage is between a man and a woman only"

"Thank you Caroline, and Kaitlyn, don't ever say anything like that ever again. What do you think God thinks of you right now?" My mom glares at me.

I scoff at her, "I think God thinks I'm a decent person... A person who believes we're all equal and should be treated that way."

"Are you saying its okay to be gay Kaitlyn?" My dad inquries.

"Yeah, I am actually. What's so bad about it? I mean, I'm not gay, but I don't see a problem with people who are. So they love someone who's the same gender as them, so what? It doesn't effect you in anyway"

"Thank The Lord you're not gay. I don't know what I'd do if I had a sinner for a daughter." My mom shakes her head.

My mouth drops, "You do realize that still hurts even though I'm not gay?"

"It effects our society and the youth. What will they think if they see two men holding hands? Parents everywhere will have to explain why they are holding hands and even worse, poor children might get adopted by a homosexual couple and be deprived of a mother or father. Not to mention they will have sinners for parents"

I am disgusted. The pasta I just ate was delicious but I feel sick to my stomach, "we're all sinners, gay or not. And dad, what about single parents? Should they not be allowed to have kids?"

"That's different"

"I thought you were different, all of you. You disgust me" I get up from the table without finishing my dinner, grab my car keys and walk out the door.

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