Your pov
A few weeks passed and me and my girlfriend are in class. (You skipped a grade.) "Hey freak." Someone said. I looked over to my love. "What did you call her?" She asked.
"A freak. What the deal?" He asked. "The deal is you are messing with my girl." Maya said (sorry if your name is Maya). She got up. I stopped her. "My love calm down." I said. The dude pushed me. "I could make you normal." He said. Maya and our friends pushed him back.
"She is normal." Maya said. "I get it your all a bunch of lesbose." He said. They handled the that Glee style.
~time skip~
Me and Maya where in gym class. My head was in her lap. We watched the theres play basket ball. I don't know how to play at all (me). I let Maya brush my hair. I get bord easy.
I seen mom and my dad walk in. I poped up and walked over to them. "Hey." I said. "Hey you ok?" Dad asked. "I am fine." I said.
"Hey silly girl, I love you, you know that?" Maya said. "I love you too." I smiled and turned to her. She kissed me and I kissed back. We smiled.
Maya held my hand. "Don't forget we have a dance practice." She said. "What? You have a dance group?" Dad asked. "Yes we are called Wight out." I said. Maya smiled. "Cool. Maybe we can watch you dance one day?" Dad asked. "Maybe." I said.
