Random Rants

My Classmates Can Be Slightly Interesting

I have this irrational fear of coming out to my classmates and teachers as non binary.

I mean, it's not really irrational with the teachers, it's more or so with my classmates. And a few of my older teachers.

My classmates have a tendency to be homophobic. They say stupid shit like, "Get off me you're so gay!" or "that's so gay!" and that's only the boys. The girls don't say things like that, but they look and act straight that it makes me afraid that if I hang out with them too much, I'll become straight again. They talk about sports, all. The. God. Damn. Time. The boys in my class only talk about fucking memes and vines. There are only a few girls in my class that talk about boys from time to time, probably because the rest are all single and don't have time for boys.

Well, there is only one girl in my class that isn't straight. And this is my friend named (oof making up names is hard) Diane. Diane and I look very similar. We both have short brown hair, are around the same height, both wear similar outfits, we both have artistic abilities, we talk about similar topics, and I think we have the same sexuality. You see, we're so similar that our homeroom teacher (let's call her) Mrs. G accidentally called Diane my name, twice. It was quite funny actually.

Anyway, so most of my class is made up of (maybe)homophobic slightly racist shits.

It's been more than halfway throughout the entire year, and I've hidden from everyone that I am not actually a girl.

But really, it can't be helped. I live in an area where many rich people live. I recently figured out some dumbass kid I hate on my bus has a police officer as his father. I'm just so fucking triggered. My family, is not as rich as these other assholes. If there was a high middle class, middle middle class, and low middle class, they would all be high middle class, and my family would be middle middle class.

Anyway, back to when I was talking about classmates, you know when a teacher says they're going to move your seats?

You assume everyone is going to move and you're going to be with a different group, right?

That's not what my Reading teacher did.

He moved most of the boys, and like 1 or 2 girls to a different desk group. I stayed in the same seat with one of the smartest girls in the class across from me (bless my soul she is fantastic, we've been friends since 2nd grade I believe) and next to me, my best guy friend (lets call him) Joshua, had to move to the table group next to ours. In the table group next to us, a pretty popular (and I guess he's a cute guy, he's so short tho oof) named (oof another fake name?) Kyle was sat down next to me, and this smart guy in out class (bless my soul his sense of humor is amazing, gotta love this guy) named Tyler (lol fake names) was sat next to the smart girl sitting across from me.

I actually like our table group, but my friend Carly (oof so original) wants to give us back Joshua so we can trade back Kyle or give Tyler.

MM MM MM NOOOPE

Not today binch

So, feelings are a bitch, lolololol.

-Tris

EDIT: This was typed a few days ago, I forgot to publish ;-;