The Perks of Living in the Closet

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"Hey, you there!" Someone yelled at me.
"So, you're pan or whatever, so can you just kiss this real quick? We'll give you two dollars." He said, holding a big snail in his hands.

"No! Put that back!" I yelled back in frustration. Bastards.

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"Welcome home, honey." My grandma cooed.

"Hey grandma." I said with a smile.

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So, you're probably confused about who I am. I'm Gray, I'm 16, turning 17. My parents left me when I was 4, so I live with my grandma, Caroline, but I mainly just call her ma.

As you have probably figured out, I'm pansexual. It's simple, I have a possibility to like almost every gender, but for gods sake, I don't like animals!
I'm more into girls than anything else though.

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"Sweetheart, how has your day been?" She asked.

I dodged the question with a quick 'it was fine' as I went up the stairs to my room. I didn't like it, I never did. It was too pink, but ma insisted that I should keep it that way.

"Ma?" I yelled down.

"Yes, sweetie?" She replied.

"My birthday is this weekend, and I wondered if I could host a party." I said while walking down the stairs.

"Sure, but no boys!" She demanded.

This was one of the perks about liking the opposite gender and not being out to your parents, or in my case, my grandma.

"But can I at least invite Brian?" I pleaded.

Brian was my best friend. We had been close ever since my parents left me. He had stood up to the guys that picked on me since they started.

"Okay, but be careful now. You never know what dudes are up to. " She tried to be cool. I chuckled.

"I promise ma."

A/N

Hi everyone! This is a new story, and I hope you'll like it. I know there's maybe a little confusion about her parents and stuff, but that will eventually be figured out. Feel free to comment if you have something to say, I'm open to criticism so I can do better.