Redbull sighed. She was single, another boyfriend gone. " Are you ok? " said a voice above me. I look up and see a steampunk girl with purple,black, and a bit of blue hair
" Ye- No, no I'm not" I say and she sits right next to me. She sits next to me on the bench. She brushes my hair outta my face, " don't cry, it will hide your beautiful face " she says. I blush and scoot away a bit.
She smile and says " want to hang out? Looks like you need a friend!". I smiled And nodded. We went to Starbucks and got two pumpkin spices.
We sit down and start talking. We learn so much about eachother that it's like we've known eachother since we were kids.
" I have one thing, please don't hate me " she says brushing her hair outta her face. I promise her I won't and she tells me something I never thought I hear.
" I'm lesbian "
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So that's why she was a bit too close to me
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" can I tell you something? I haven't really dated a girl" I say carefully. Her face falls and then I say something that gives us a chance
" but I'll change for you "
