After I got up, with blood dripping out of my forehead, I saw the kid crying. I walk up to him and say "hey, are you ok?" And he looked up and yelled "IM SO SORRY IM THE REASON YOUR HURT!" And I sat down with him and said "I don't mind, it really bothered me when they call you things like this. I haven't told ANYBODY this but, I'm actually gay so it bugs me." He looked up and said "me too! I honestly thought I was the only one! I didn't tell my parents yet...there homophobic." My smile drooped. "if ANYTHING, my parents will gladly adopt you."
~Later~
I decided I'd come to Kyles house (his name IS KYLE!) and help him come out to his parents. We walked in and his mum came up and said "Kayla! You finally have a friend!" And then he walked up to her and said "mum, I'm transgender and gay. My name is KYLE!" And she gasped and yelled "GO UPSTAIRS AND PACK YOUR BAGS YOUR OUT OF HERE!" I immediately yelled "I bet you tell him everyday you love HIM. You say "I'll never leave you!" Well you just kicked him out. My parents will gladly adopt HIM you sick bastard." She spit near my shoes and said "SHES not normal, neither are you." I giggled. "Most of the time, normal people are idiots who sit and read all day with coffee." Then I called Dan. "DANNNNNN" I yelled he said "What Whinnie?" (He calls me Whinnie cause I like Whinnie the pooh) "Can you adopted my friend? He's transgender and gay and his parents kicked him out!?" He yelled back "HELL YEAH!" Then I hung up. I ran up to Kyle tearing up and yelled "MY PARENTS ARE ADOPTING YOU!" Then we ran out of the house to Me, Dan, Phil, Esme and now Kyles flat.
