Coming Out Is The Easy Part

Coming Out Is The Easy Part

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5:30 The alarm bleared. I jumped out of my bed and changed into my best exercise clothes. 5:45, my morning coffee time at Little Coffee Corner. Okay, maybe I was not necessarily getting up for coffee. Maybe, I just wanted to see Allison Sawyer's enchanting face before her shift ended. Fine, I'm desperately in love with Allison Sawyer, the most beautiful girl in town. Sucks for me, she is so straight. °°°°° Jamie Taylor is out, proud and gay. Her family was unexpectedly super cool about it. Her friends were also extremely accepting. Jamie felt really lucky for have such amazing people around her. She finally felt a weight lifting off her shoulder, like the hardest part of teen life is over. Little did Jamie know that coming out is not the hardest part. Falling in love is. °°°°°
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