Johanna (GirlxGirl)

Chapter One

Jada P*O*V

I woke up to the scent of bacon being cooked. I'm guessing it was my mother in the kitchen making breakfast. That's something I really appreciated about my mother. She would always get up early and insure that both me and my brother got a hot meal before leaving the house and going anywhere. I'm sixteen, and my brother's eighteen. We both we're in the twelfth grade. How is that possible you may ask? Well, to define my brother in a nice way. He isn't really the type to take his school work serious, due to the fact that he was in tenth grade twice. I caught him up and now we're both in the same grade, just different schools. I go to a public school, and my parents sent him to a small private school because they felt as if he'd do better without too many distractions. It actually did work out because he really was doing better, he even got all of the requirements and qualifications to graduate, so both me and him we're excited to be seniors.

I got up out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom. That's where I did my daily morning routine. Wash face, brush teeth, shower, comb hair, and out. I decided to put my hair in one puff today, only because it was the easiest style I could think of. Also because i'm not really a girly type of girl. I'm a tomboy and I'm also gay. This isn't really an easy topic to talk about, especially around my family because they don't accept it, so being gay was something I was very private about. Although it was noticeable because of the way I dressed and acted boyish, my sexuality was never questioned about, and thats how I liked it and wanted it to remain.

I joined my mother, grandmother and my brother at the table to sit down and eat breakfast. My father was not apart of this equation because he was not apart of my life. He never really showed interest in me. He never called. I barely saw him. It was like I was non-existent to him. My fathers side of the family shut both me and my brother out. I don't know what we did to deserve to such treatment from them, but we didn't let it get to us.

"Nice of you to finally join us" my grandmother said so sternly.

I don't really know how to explain it, but the connection between me and my grandmother was outrageous . She always fussed me about things that weren't necessary, and she also tries to take full control of my life which turned me off from her. I don't have a close relationship with her at all and I felt no type of way about it.

"I had to get ready", I answered her back.
"Just sit down and bless the food", she directed. This was the main reason for my mother and grandmother not to accept me being gay, because they were very religious. They took the word of God seriously, especially my grandmother. She disliked anything that wasn't of the Lord, so anything me and my brother did wrong, it would always escalate and turn into a big deal because of her religious beliefs. We attended church regularly, but that still didnt change the fact that I was gay. It's something I can't help. We're humans, and when it comes to feelings, we as humans have no control. I can't help who I'm attracted to, and if it's females, I just have to act on it. I did as I was told, and ate my breakfast so I could get out of there because whenever we were all together, I could always feel tension between me and my grandmother. I finished my food and wasted no time and left the house. I would usually get dropped to school , but today I felt like taking the bus, so I did.

I reached to school on time as usual. I didn't really have much friends, because I was very shy and quite, only around my bestfriends I could be myself. We were looked at as the weird kids in school, but we didn't care. I loved my best friends because they were all I had and I've managed to last my last few schools years with them. We've been friends from the 7th grade. My best friends names are Taylor and Kevin.

I met Taylor and Kevin waiting for me at my locker.
"Hey Taylor, Hey Kev" I greeted them with a smile. He preferred to be called "Kev". He thought it made him sound cooler.
"Hey Jada" they said in unison.

The bell rung, interrupting our greeting, then we broke off and went to class. The only class us three had together was p.e and the study hall period. I hated being in classes without my close friends, because I had no one to talk to, and no one really made a effort to talk to me. I would always sit by myself and watch as others laughed and socialized. Maybe it's my own fault for being shy and not making an attempt to make new friends or talk to other people, but I was fine with my Taylor and my Kev. They were literally all I needed to make it through the last year at this shitty ass school.

My first class was English of course, and I sat in the back to my usual seat and watched as the  other students immediately filled the room. Then the Untouchables walked in. Thats the word me, Taylor and Kev made up to call their squad. They were the popular kids, and they were indisputably untouchable, and those are the kids that you'd never want to cross because they would make your time at our school a living hell. I've experienced it my whole time here. We all did, but time to time they'd still bother me, Taylor and Kevin.

The Untouchables consisted of Reagan, the star player of our school's basketball team and his girlfriend Gabby. I guess you can say she was the prettiest girl at school because everyone wanted her but had no chance because of Reagan. They've been together for two years and was the school's most famous couple. Gabby was light brown skinned and had the perfect curly hair which complimented her smile. She also had curves in all the right spots, as for Reagan, he was light skinned and had a smile that sent every girl in school going crazy.
Everyone else I had labeled as a Untouchable just was a follower of Reagan and Gabby who obviously doesn't have a mind of his or her own. They were always together and always stuck together no mater what. They all took their seats in the fronts and class immediately began. 

Ms. Green our teacher stood to the front of the room and told us that our assignment today was to write a poem about something we loved the most and turn it in at the end of class. Poems were easy for me because writing was something I've always loved so I pulled out my notebook and got right to it.

"Can my poem be about sex?" Marv, one of The Untouchables asked loudly and everyone laughed, except me. I rolled my eyes at his question. I don't see how the whole school even admires these kind of people. Ms. Green ignored him and sat behind her desk and crossed her arms. About ten minutes into the class, Principal Flores walked in, and behind him was a girl. A girl I've never seen before. She was beautiful.