"Your gay. It's okay." Kayla's text dropped my heart into my stomach. I couldn't be gay. That's not something that happens to girls on the honor roll. That's not something that happens to girls with long hair and a closet full of dresses. I mean I did really love the singer Halsey, but come on, she's beautiful. That doesn't make me a lesbian. I am straight. I can't be gay. I'm not ready.
"It's okay. Just try to see it. Straight girls don't think about kissing Halsey or fangirl when you see her in an Instagram photo. It's okay Ruby."
What if I am gay and Kayla is right? I am not ready to be gay. I have a boyfriend. He loves me. I need to love him. I can't be gay yet. I can kiss a girl in college or something, not sophomore year of high-school.
I'm straight.
