Im a boy i dont really have a name no one in this story does. Well just call me anything im ______ and im....gay. Im proud yet ashamed today im meeting a new friends they say they're really nice.
As the door bell rang I ran to the door with excitement knowing it's my new friend. I grabbed the door knob ready to welcome them. When I relized I forgot to put my makeup on. I then in a hurry apply some lip gloss and highlight. By the time I get bad there was a girl a really cute boy. I began to get embarrassed not knowing if he would like me after he finds out im gay. As i contemplate my mom drags me out and introduced me to them. But all I heard was the boy call me pretty. I felt so happy after this he became my best friend but not with the girl. This was a great experience but they soon left after that week/weekend.
