Imperfect

Chapter 15

In the morning we go to the British Museum, and see the ancient Rosetta Stone.

After that, for some reason Stacy wants a rancid orange cookie from this cafe thing and we are sat on benches nearby waiting for her.

"Hey, kid." Dad says to me.

"Hey, what's up?" I ask.

"I just think we should talk. I mean, we haven't exactly had much time to recently. You know how annoying listening to your sister can be! She goes on and on about everything. Your mom also told me about some bullying that's been happening at school." He explains.

"Yeah, that's happening as well." I mutter.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He questions, slightly hurt.

"I'm not really bothered by it. I only started taking it to heart when I found out that my friend might be them." I explained.

"Well, I know you probably don't want to tell any of the teachers about it-but you can talk to us. Remember that. We are here for you." He reassures me.

"Thanks dad. I know I can talk to you, and mum, and Stacy. Basically just about everyone." I laugh.

"Yeah." He agreed, smiling.

"So what do you think about the fluorescent cookie?" I ask.

"It looks like it's radioactive! Why does she want that?" He laughs.

"I do not understand her one bit. I seriously doubt I ever will." I say.

He walks over to where Stacy and mum are waiting in the queue and talks to them.

I take out my phone and look at the messages.

There are a bunch of different posts, most of which are arguments with THEMAN. He's been bad mouthing a bunch of other people, and has actually not mentioned me as much as usual. Though the one that takes my attention is about Max.

Dear readers. We live in a very forward world, where things like homosexuality is accepted and people can just switch genders when they feel like it. But, thankfully, there are a lot of people who still don't agree with this.

Obviously being homosexual is not normal; you don't see dogs which are attracted to the same sex. People don't reproduce with people who are exactly the same for a reason. I'm not saying that girls can't act like men and men can't act like girls, they can act like they want as long as they're not being prats.

But it has come to my attention that some of my fellow students have actually crossed over the line of just plain wrong. A certain person in my class; Max Elliott has decided to be a dick. He, for some reason, has decided that he wants to just make everyone's life harder. Not only that but he actually decided to come out to me before anyone else.

It was super awkward, and at first I thought he was about to try and kiss me. But he actually started telling me about this person he has a crush on who's another freak of nature.

So, for his own good I post and tell you this message: 'Dear all of you who apply. I am bisexual-what I mean is that I completely don't care who I date or have sex with. It means that I'll happily f**k with anyone. So basically, if you're interested contact me.'

This is what people like him think of people like us who honour the way the world works. I'd actually like to apologise about something as well; I have been calling someone in our school a freak. This is a bit out of context; I think that the fact that they didn't choose a gender is wrong. Though recently I have found out that this is not their fault, and that it was just a matter of putting it off a bit too mach. I still believe that they should choose a gender, but maybe it does make sense to wait until graduation or something, so as not to cause other people, who have gotten used to them, the inconvenience of remembering a different gender or whatever. –THEMAN