HOMOphobic • sequel

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Janelle's POV
12:00 AM

"Janelle, wake your fat ass up!" A familiar voice yelled at me. I just couldn't open my eyes, so I let out a small, quiet grumble and went back to sleep. That didn't do the trick, though. "Janelle!"

I then remembered; today's the date day with Jade. This remembrance got me completely off the bed and my feet running faster than the speed of light. Well, not really at that speed, but you get the idea. I sped walked to the counter in the kitchen, where I found Nick jut sipping his coffee while leaning on the counter.

"Bitch, you've got explaining to do." Nick said, chuckling a bit. What explaining? I wonder to myself. I didn't really wonder to myself, as I spit out my thoughts.

"What you did yesterday with Jade," Nick shook his head a bit and took another sip. It's 12 in the afternoon, why is he drinking coffee?!

But again, I'm one to talk. I woke at 12 in the afternoon. I haven't anything to say about it. But in all seriousness, what explaining? Didn't I have the date yesterday? Again, my thoughts went directly out of my mouth.

"Yesterday you went with Jade on some date and when you came home, you went straight to your bed. We need fillers on what happened!" Grace came in, holding Jeanie's small hand. She lets Jeanie go play in the kids friendly section of our living room (1/3 of the living room.) In that section we have toys and kid friendly stuff. We don't want Jeanie to stumble upon Nick's porn magazines.

"I didn't go gay to my bed," I snorted. I just had to make the joke; I really didn't know what happened yesterday. "I don't remember anything that happened yesterday though. All I remember was that it was gay as hell." I snort again. I am so funny. Nick and Grace laughed, Jeanie turned around and looked at us; and stayed emotionless. Whoops.

"Aiight. I'll just ask Jade later today. I'll go eat some lunch, see y'all later!" Nick concluded his endless laughter at my jokes, and dismissed himself to the outsides of the house. Grace shrugged and called for Jeanie.

"I'm taking this little kiddo to the babysitters as I go work. Take care!" Cue the door click. I sigh, confused about what happened. Apparently I already went on the date, but I remember not really much, if not all. Maybe I should ask Jade. Or maybe that'd be too awkward. I walk to the living room and sat down, thinking about what happened yesterday. Ugh, remember! Remember what happened yesterday! Nothing popped into my head. It was empty; stale, blank. The only things on my mind was me screaming to myself to remember what happened.

I remember Nick taking me to Jade. There was a clear image of him quivering as he left us be. And then Jade holding hands with me. The rest is foggy. Blurry, vague.

Jade's POV
11:30 AM

It has never been as lonely than it has in the past 3 years. Yesterday, I saw Janelle for the first time in 3 years. It was amazing; I felt several emotions indescribable. Emotions I've never felt before, or even heard of. It's hard to describe. I guess I could say, love at first sight.. in 3 years.

I hop off my bed, looking around my apartment. Only I lived here, so it's pretty lonely around. I get to my desk and scramble through my rack of notebooks, looking for my diary. I saw my math notebook from nine years ago. I saw my diary from when I was six. So many memories. I never wrote anything about my typical days in the diary I was looking for. It was a diary of Jadelle. Where I kept notes, dates, photos, and other things, about Janelle and I. I felt the need to reminisce about the night before. I finally find the Jadelle diary, so I comfort myself on the chair and snatch a pencil from my pencil jar. Then I start jotting down my memory.