Project Equality

Gay Pride and First Goodbyes

Jenna

Pride month was always an exciting time, as was the start of summer, and everything else that happened in June. It was probably my favorite month since we'd built up Club, and that will probably never change. On the first, which was a Thursday, though, I was not expecting to see Ely running through the halls with a rainbow flag tied around her like a cape.

"Ely, what the fuck?" I asked, grabbing her shoulders to stop her.

"It is pride month, my dear vice president, and I am the president of a gay club!" she explained, twirling. "I'm the gay king, and where is my queen . . . ?" She looked around until Lauren came down the hall in similar fashion, except wearing the lesbian pride flag - more specifically, the lipstick lesbian pride flag. "Ah, yes!"

"Club's First Lady and Madame President. Oh dear," I laughed. "You're really doing this?"

"Yep!" Lauren replied, kissing Ely. "It's fun, you should wear your ace flag, or aro."

I shrugged. It did look kind of fun, but I didn't think it would really match any of my pantsuits. "Maybe, I'll have to think about it."

"Alright. Well, here comes your moirail in her pan flag. Decide soon, my friend," Ely laughed. "It's pride month!"

Lynn came down the hall, also wearing her flag, and I laughed. "Everyone is so spirited. Isn't it specifically gay pride, though?"

"Sure, but it's still pride month for all of us," Lynn pointed out. "I'm so happy!"

"Everyone seems to be. Well, I guess we'll just have to make a huge ass deal about it at Club tomorrow, right?"

"I like the way you think. Club admin meeting tonight to bake some rainbows and shit?" she suggested.

"Absolutely. We'll do it at my place, I trust you to send the memo." I kissed her on the cheek and headed for Chemistry. Technically, so did she, but she was in AP Chem, because she was sort of bad ass that way.

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When I got home, I saw my moms were also glowing in the happiness of pride. Momma Kate was wearing a pantsuit that was very obviously in the lesbian flag gradient, while Momma Mary wore a rainbow scarf.

"Does that count as dressing professionally?" I asked them, laughing a little at the thought of them appearing in court that way.

"Why, I don't see why not," Momma Kate replied, kissing Momma Mary. "After all, it's not like we're Lynn or Ely or Lauren with their pride capes."

"Super gays," I joked. "Wait, no, I can do better. Super queer-oes."

"That's awful, surely we raised you to make better puns than that," Momma Mary teased. "So, any Club plans? It is an LGBT+ club, and it's pride month."

"Well, admin - you know, the seven - will be here today to do some rainbow baking. I haven't figured it out quite yet, but-"

Before I could even finish my sentence, they pulled out a cookbook and set it before me. It was decorated in rainbows.

"The gay cookbook," Mary explained. "Specific instructions so you can bake rainbows into cupcakes and such without it running."

"All the pride flags, actually," Kate added, flipping through. "We've been making this since, oh, when was it, Mary?"

"Sophomore year of college," she recalled fondly. "It was always a fun little way to show our spirit."

"And baking always made great dates."