Pride

4

And that's how my life continued.

Go to school, make myself something for lunch, eat it, go to my room, do my homework and stay there till the next morning.

It was actually quite calm if you ask me, well until there was a family gathering or something.

Then they make me go out of my room and talk to my other family members. Which also don't really agree on the LGBT community.

They always somehow end up on the topic of the LGBT community, be it from food or old time singers that are dead.

They always get to the topic that I don't like talking about with them.

I changed up my hair, shaving it on the sides and letting the floof stay on the top of my head.

I also changed up how I dress, before it was almost all formal. Now it's mostly hoodies and ripped jeans.

My notes were still doing good. Even though my parents thought I was getting worse in school, I still managed to surprise them with all of my notes.

I am currently sitting in my room, writing down some random lyrics that might make sense if we put them together........... I hope

Sighing softly and leaning back onto my chair, I looked up at the ceiling. My head hurt from all the thoughts running through my head.

It hurt to know that my family hates me, and the only people that support me are just a few close friends and my best friends' family.

I rubbed my eyes, looking to the side at the photos that I had from all the past family gatherings. I could see how happy we all were, even myself.

Getting up, I grabbed the spare keys to John's house, that I finally got after his brother got his own apartment.

Closing the front door, I grabbed my bike and rode towards his house.

I unlocked the door and got inside, slowly making my way towards his bedroom. I opened it as usual cause we trust each other-

"BOB! GET OUT!" John yelled, trying to cover up his naked girlfriend that laid under him.

Quickly, I slammed the door shut. I could feel myself burning up.

I heard shuffling from the other room as they were dressing back. Waiting to get a sign that I can get back inside the room.

A knock was heard as I peeked inside, I got in after noticing that they were both dressed.

Though Layla wasn't wearing the shirt she came in, but instead one of John's shirts. It looked cute on her.

We all sat down on the floor and John decided to take out the box of cigarettes he has laying around all the time in his room.

"So how was it?" I smirked at the two as they both turned back into the red mess that they were before.

"Well........ Uh......" Layla started, rubbing the back of her neck.

"Let's skip that topic," John whispered, lighting up his cigarette.

We continued hanging out, teasing the heck out of each other from all the embarrassing moments we had before.