Last night I admitted that I was confused about my sexual orientation. I tweeted about it, and no one replied or favorited, but people did see it.
And now I'm here and my schools fall dance, still confused. My parents drove me and my friend, Brayden, to our school.
Brayden didn't talk the whole car ride there, which made me scared that me admitting that I was confused, scared him. I really do like Brayden, but I force myself not to.
"Hey, Ryan?" He said, waking me from my thoughts.
I looked at him to say that I was listening.
"I'm confused about my sexual orientation too, you aren't alone." He said faintly, we were outside the dance, on the steps. The cold air numbed my skin.
I nodded slowly, and wondering what he was going to do next.
"You make me confused." He said even quieter.
The words that came out of his mouth shocked me. I felt my face blush as I hugged him tightly.
"You confuse me too." I said as I smiled against his neck.
This is short and disgusting. But here's this for now! Cya guys soon (maybe even next year; that's weird to think about)
