"You know what, fuck this shit," I say, slamming my pencil on the table. The girl across from me snickers.
"Try drawing lightly. Makes it easier to erase."
"Ashtyn, she's not stupid." He looks down at my paper, full of dark lines erased too many times. "Actually, maybe she is. Dominick, have you never drawn before?" I blush and look down at my lap. "Oh my god, did you not have a childhood?"
"Not really, like I did, but um... I was usually working with computers or building with legos, or playing outside with the boys in my old neighborhood, before my dad got rich."
"Wait, you're rich?"
"I guess."
"Okay, how the hell have you never drawn?" I turn to the girl, Ashtyn.
"I've just never been interested in it. I'm more interested in computer programming. I'm good at it."
"You're a nerd in a sports guys body."
"I love playing sports, especially football and lacrosse. I'm not a girly girl, as you can tell." Suddenly the teacher's behind me, brushing her boobs against my back as she leans over my shoulder. I shiver.
"Try drawing lighter. If you want, I can help you after school." I nod and she leaves.
"Dude, imagine those two having sex!" Spencer says to Ashtyn, who blushes a pink color the same shade as her lips.
"But we're both girls?" I say, acting oblivious.
"Exactly."
"That doesn't make sense. How do you have sex with a girl if you don't have a dick?" Like I even need to ask.
"Oh my god. Do you not watch porn?"
"No, not really."
"But you're like, guyish."
"So?"
"You're coming over to my house today so I can give you a lesbian sex education. In other words, you're watching porn."
"No, no I'm not. Why the hell would I do that?"
"Cause you're practically a guy."
"Okay, what does that have to do with anything?"
"Dude, all guys watch porn, even the religious guys, especially the religious guys. The fact that they can't watch it only makes them wanna watch it more." I look at Ashtyn in surprise. She laughs at my expression and goes back to drawing me. She has it basically spot on, which amazes me because I can't even draw the shape of her head.
"Dom, your staring at her." He whispers it in my ear, so I know she didn't hear, but it still makes me blush and look away. I take off the hat and run my hand through my hair to calm down, breathing out a shaky breath.
"Hey, what's your next class, Spencer?"
"Um... Its...." He can't seem to remember, so Ashtyn answers for him.
"He has math in room 143, just like me. What's yours?"
"Same." She smiles at me, making me blush a little. Spencer puts his hand on my thigh, making me blush more. He leans in next to my ear.
"You're into her, aren't you?"
"No, I'm not." He rolls his eyes and takes his hand off my leg. I run my hand through my hair again before the bell rings. I hand the hat to Spencer, waiting for him to put it away and show me to class.
As we walk, Ashtyn on my left and Spencer on my right, Spencer tries to persuade me to come to his house so he can show me porn.
"No, Spence. I don't want to watch naked chicks get it on." Ashtyn laughs at me.
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Teen FictionAfter moving across the US, Dominick makes a new group of friends who help her accept who she is: a self-harming drug-addict lesbian. She has to deal with relapses, moving out, the happiness of her friends, and the guilt that comes with hating them...