"Is there one non-gay guy or girl not f*cking in public?" I asked her, sitting down on her dorm bed as she fixed her hair in the mirror. "You can try to look for one, but you'll only find me." Sam replied simply, throwing her black hair into a ponytail. "I don't understand, aren't gays . . . scared to come out?" I question. I wasn't trying to be offensive but this boarding school made no sense to me. "Obviously you haven't catched the memo around here," she says back before putting lip gloss on, "Gay is the New Black." Copyright © All Rights Reserved