Yagami Means

And So Is Life

To say the least, my sisters and I have a normal life. A nicely sized house in the country, not too big or small, and a decent friend group at a small school.

But, to put it in a more detailed format, my particular clique happens to all be part of the LGBT community anyways. Talk about saving the whole, "Oh no I don't want to come out of the closet because my friends will judge me," bull, and it certainly has its benefits.

One particular benefit comes from being able to cluster in a bathroom and talk about how flamingos have sex (or birds in general) and not worry about being seen as gay (I commonly refer to my group, which mainly consists of females, as gay, not lesbian, because I'm lazy) because we are gay. Convenient, right?

Well anyways, bathroom meetings aren't uncommon with us, and they usually include us somehow making our reputation even trashier by adding a lovely dosage of sarcasm to someone's diet when they walk in. One particular day, a girl by the name of Aaliyah walked in with her little sidekicks in tow. To say it in the kindest words I can muster for these people, they were as popular as a small farming community school can get.

As per circumstance, two of my friends and I sat in a little corner, giggling amongst ourselves over a stupid joke someone made, when Aaliyah promptly proceeded to play detective and ask, "What are you doing?"

Now, we could have been the bigger people, right? But with the two friends at my side, nothing mature was about to be shed upon these individuals.

"Talking about threesomes."

Those three words came out of my friend's mouth quicker than it should take to think of the reply.

We stared in disbelief at the friend (who will be dubbed Mira) who had just blurted out our sentences to death, and at the group who now walked away huddled amongst themselves with disgust written on their faces. Great.

And, as if she didn't realize what she had said before, Mira came over with a revelation.

"Threesomes? There are three of us here... oh my god now they think we are going to have a threesome."

I shook my head and laughed. "That certainly took longer than it needed to for you to realize that."

Well, we were never the group to give a crap about what others thought about us, if that encounter didn't reveal that.

The next year rolls around smoothly, marching band carrying on from the summer, and the general excitement of getting to state finals carried with it.

However, while my school life may have been optimal and fun at the same time, it may have been this year that distanced me further from my family than what it should have been.

Now, I hate having to repeat the stereotype, but I don't exactly get along well with my dad, no one does at my household. He doesn't do anything, plays video games on a computer, and sleeps all day and stays up all night.

Of course, I have fought with him multiple times, but never really physically, until the Sunday before I graduated from middle school. Honestly, I got worked up because he wouldn't let my sister eat dinner, so I was determined to get her dinner. Next thing I know, I'm being shoved to the ground, yelled at, and once again shoved into the door of a closet.

Aside from the obvious, this could have been avoided had I felt the need to be a pacifist that day, but I didn't.

A little bit before that, Natalie had come out to me as gay, which honestly I saw coming. Previously, I had told her I was, in fact, pansexual, and after some explaining we were on the same page. And, for some reason, we came up with a code word. "Yagami." Originally, this was the last name of Light from Death Note, but read backwards it is "Imagay"/"I'm a gay."

So there, that is what Yagami means.