I Think I'm Gay for you (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 9: Alana

So I kinda want to make something for Alana, I wanted you guys to know her better. Idk if you forgot, but she is Alex's older sister. I don't want to make her a one time character, because I kinda just like her in a way. I kinda imagine her looking like that ^,  my image of her kinda changed because I made her more edgier and she wasn't before but she is now so.... yeah.

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*Alana's POV*

When I was 9, I had long white blonde hair, but I didn't wear it like a girl. Everyone thought I was weird because I wasn't like every girl. I was called a tomboy because of my boyish looks and actions.

People didn't like me.

Girls thought I was a boy, and when they found out I wasn't they would make fun of me, they would tell their parents to talk to the teacher about a boy going to the girls bathroom. The guys were almost the same, when they found out I was a girl they would pick on me.

I never saw them as bully's though, just because they thought I was different.  I always just felt bad for them.

I didn't know why everyone picked on me.

One day I stood in front of my mirror with scissors in one hand and my pony tail in the other. I chopped it off.

It felt good, I felt like myself. I saw the person I felt like. My hair was short it was at my ears.

When I went to school the next day, people called me a dyke and a stupid bitch for cutting my hair. My parents didn't mind my hair they said they liked it.

I asked my parents what a dyke was that day.

"Ally, it's a woman who likes woman.... That is not a pretty way to address it. Woman liking woman is homosexuality its called being a lesbian." Mom said.

"Oh..." I said, "Is that bad?" I asked.

"No Al. Its completely fine." Dad said.

That's what my parents said to me.

I got a laptop when I was 11 and started to research what people thought about homosexuality. It was not pretty. I thought that maybe I was homo, but I liked guys too. I was so confused.

I thought I had to choose, but I didn't.

When I went to school with a cartoon t-shirt people told me I looked like a boy and I didn't see anything wrong with it, until people started to be mean about it.

I didn't fit in. I knew I was a girl, but at the same time I wanted to be a boy. Of course as the internet was my best friend, I looked up why I was feeling that way. I saw results of transgender and I knew that it's not that I want to be a boy. I wanted to be both.

I am gender fluid.

When I first realized I felt sick, I thought something's wrong with me.

I went back to my dad and asked him what was wrong with me, and he didn't answer. I asked him why he wasn't answering, he told me that nothing was wrong with me. He said that I was perfect. That's when I didn't feel like crap, I felt like that if he understood, then maybe everyone else could too. I was wrong.