Girls were always something that caught my attention. They were distracting me. Boys were okay. I mean, they just exist. But girls are different. Girls are prettier.
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I always saw it as something that was off about me. Not much as, "Oh I might just be gay."
I looked at it like I just wanted to be them. A really passionate feeling to be them. See but then I realized it wasn't that. It was: I wanted be with them. And that was actually scarier than I thought it'd all be.
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Rosary High. That's where I went, and that's where I met, her. The girl that flipped my world around in ways I'd never think I'd see it go. The funny thing about feelings is you can't control them. They can break you and you wouldn't have a say. I walked down the hall with my hair tucked behind my ears. It was short and a dark brown. I had plain brown eyes. Nothing really special about me. I wouldn't be deemed as pretty I don't think, I just wasn't ugly. I had my backpack on, headed to Math. Then I saw, the girl. Rosanna Rae Waters. She turned into my math class. I followed after, well after staring at where the goddess had just been. She ironically took the seat in front of my usual one. I sat behind her. And started paying close attention to her hair. It was long. She was a pretty girl, long black hair, with bangs, jade colored eyes, freckles, perfect pink lips with no cupid's bow, stubby eyelashes, and a smile that went from ear to ear and land to land telling everyone she was here. That was Rosanna. The irrelevant teacher I had conveniently started talking. Just as I considered greeting her.
"Good Morning Kids." Said my teacher. In his same monotone voice. Everyone really hated Mr. Dobbner. Never did anything. Never even really gave out an excessive amount of homework. Just taught. She sat in front of me, she took out a pencil. She continued on not thinking of me. Time flew by in his boring class. And she'd walked out right in front of me. I noticed she was just slightly shorter than me. I felt as if I was paying too close attention. And it was weird of me. So I stopped, and took a different route to lunch today. I kept my circle small, even if everyone basically knows me. I avoid talking to too many people. Lotje, Andrew, and Phoenix, and Grey. Me. I loved how we were all completely different people. And they were the only people I mainly talked to. I sat with them at lunch and we all had one class together. Rest were separated. They were all there when I went. I saw Rosanna too. Lotje was bisexual. I'd hear her go on and on about all the celebrities she wish she could bang, and he favorites always went back to to Ruby Rose and Gerard Way. So it wasn't surprising she'd gotten her to sit at our table. It was fine though. I didn't like girls. I pulled up a seat next to Rosanna, she looked in a way relieved to see me. "Hey Grey." She said excitedly. I was shocked and nervous. And I didn't know why. "Hey." I said awkwardly and skeptically. I felt like I gave off a vibe I didn't wanna talk to her. But she made me feel some way. Lotje scanned both of us. She had grey eyes, and light skin. She had sandy brown hair that went to her butt. She had dimples and a boyfriend. Phoenix stood up. Phoenix is tall and lanky. His hair is in dreadlocks. He mainly has every girl swooning over him. He's that kid. "So Rosanna where ya from?" He asked her, faking the smile because he really didn't care. "Uh Boston." She replied. We're in Chicago now. "Why?" Asked Andrew. Andrew was also tall. He sort of favored Phoenix but only by a little. He had a chiseled face. With dark brown hair that he kept slicked back and long.He had a way of saying things harshly, or disrespectfully without meaning to. "My dad, uh..work." She lied. I knew she was lying. We didn't push into it though. That's where even Andrew knew where to stop. Over the course of our lunch period, I'd been watching Lotje's attempts at flirting with her. They start getting entertaining after a while. We went on with our days, I found out I had more classes with Rosanna. And we talked occasionally. We ended up walking home together cause we'd learned we only lived a block away from each other. "Hey Grey." Rosanna said to me on our walk home. "Yea?" I replied. "Your hair is pretty." She simply said. "Your gonna have to let me curl it one day." And with that she was inside her house. And with that my heart melted. And with that my life changed.
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💞Hola Babess
So I'm starting a whole new story, based off a whole new topic. I hope you guys like it as much as my other works.
This story will be real. I have a girlfriend, and I'm gay. Grey is sort of like me. That's why I felt awfully inspired. With that, no comments about what the content of my story is about that aren't uplifting!
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And I apologize for this chapter being so short. It's an introduction, with detailed descriptions and I wanted to clear the air out with all of that first before I could actually move on very far.
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But keep reading this will get better my dudes. I love yaaaa!!💞
