April 13
Ginger approached me in gym class today when we were alone and asked if all the rumors about Lou and I were true. I played dumb and hoped she'd drop it but she kept pestering me. She asked if I really was dating her and if I was why didn't I tell her. Surprisingly she wasn't disgusted or mad and I began to relax a little. I told her the whole story and when I was finished she was silent for a minute.
Then she asked if I was a lesbian and I told her I didn't know. I knew girls did it for me but there were some guys I liked sometimes too.
Then Ginger said; "Maybe you're Bi-Sexual. It means you like both women and men."
I never thought about it that way before.
Ginger is always reading everything and it always amazes me with the stuff she comes up with.
Ginger is not a square but she's not a doper either. She'll smoke the occasional joint at a party but that's all she'll do. I've known her since I was eleven and she's stuck by me no matter what. I just didn't know how she'd handle the lesbo thing because lots people find that disgusting and sinful and really it's not. She promised not to tell anybody and that it was our secret, well, and Terry's since she walked in on Lou and me that one time.
Love is love.
It's as simple as that.
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Slipped Away
General FictionThis is the diary of a teenage girl's descent into the world of drugs. Mature content. Not for the squeamish. I do not own anything except my characters and this story. I wrote it from an idea I had, and I just rolled with it to see where it would g...
