Coming out the closetA Story by Blue
"Life's a b***h." Casey grumbled at lunch. I stared at her and she rambled on, "Stupid f*****g teachers."
"Whoa watch the language!" Emma, who was my best friend, teased taking a bite of her sandwich. Casey sighed dramatically. "Oh hell with it! I'm f*****g pissed and I don't like where my f*****g life is going." My brows furrowed. "Why is that?" "Ugh!" her eyes glared fiercely at her untouched food. Then she looked up sadly. "I don't want to say." Emma and I switched glances. "Why?" we asked simultaneously. Casey bit her lip and she stared at her food. "I am-uh-am a-uh-a erm..." she swallowed hard and then stared at me then at Emma. "I'm bi." My eyes grew the same moment as Emma gasped. My Casey was bi! I can't believe it! Why the hell is she bi? "Casey," Emma began, "Are you serious?" "Well yeah. And my bitching mother tells me I'm a disgrace. Then my sister and I had a fight and she said I was sick, and that I better not try to touch her." she growled and slammed her fist on the table. "Why the HELL would I want to touch HER!" Half the lunch room stared and I blushed. "Casey, please cool it." I whispered. She sighed, "I'm sorry." "So... You're bi... Awesome." Emma smiled and continued, "You got the best of both worlds." We all laughed and I couldn't help but agree. I didn't feel weird about my friend being bi anymore. Instead we continued our lunch and talked about Brad Pitt. Soon enough I was supportive for Casey, and we joke about it all the time. © 2011 BlueReviews
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1 Review Added on January 12, 2011 Last Updated on January 12, 2011 AuthorBlueNorth Philadelphia, PAAboutItalian cielo azzurro Il mio nome è Blue. No, io sono serio, I'm Blue. Io vivo a nord di Philadelphia, e il mio amico, Jake, mi ha dato questo conto. Io sono italiano. Io parlo tre lingue, sp.. more..Writing
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