The next morning I am now walking into the school and fell so empty on the inside. I dont know why that is. I just feel empty.

Empty.

That's a word I haven't used for the longest of times to describe my emotion.

But really I should stop using that word to describe myself am feeling happy sometimes. I never feel the need to cut as much as I did once my parents found out that I was homosexual and that people adored me for it.

Obviously my parents did not adore me for not being like them.. Heh....

"Shit..." I whisper to myself. Because of my low self confidence in myself and my lack of communication to everything I started to tear up and drop a tear...

A boy saw me. What... the fuck..?
He pushed be against the locker, holding me against there and pulled out a pocket knife and held it against my neck.

"Hey whimp, give me your goddamn money before I fuck you up!" He threatened me. His hair cut that looks like a punk fuckboi makes it make me wanna gag infront of his face.

"Fine... asshole.." I give in. Then I saw him get punched down by someone and his nose started to bleed.

"John?!" Peggy asked me, moving me out the way while the other blonde haired female beat the shit out of the male. Dear God.

"Hi bestfriend..!" I say smiling and hugging her. I know that she was at the party and I saw her yesterday but I need cuddles and lovings.

She giggled and smiled as well. Hugging me and feeling bubbly. Alot of the time she did that. It was never a simple hug without a giggle or smile.

She placed a small peek of what might've been a kiss but I think it was just a regular bestfriend platonic kiss. Right?

The blonde haired girl stood up, and as I thought it was Maria. Maria Neè Lewis. I watched people walk by. I see so many people going through their punk faze and sweet girls and boys.

I see men wearing pink, and wemon dressed as men. This is the high school I need time be in. The high-school where people and their personality doesn't change depending on if you're a Senior or anything.

Oh yes, this place even accepts LGBTQ+ rights. Non-binary people are everywhere around the campus. Peggy the Pangender-Pansexual-Poly.

A bisexual girl walking around, humming probably what is her favorite tune. She's singing something about being beautiful. Something about her praying for beauty.

I've planned the college I'm going to. Kings college. Ah yes. A beautiful place with even more beautiful people. I like the idea of always staying in New York for now on. It makes me happy.

I started walking to where I know my class should be. I'm not scared for the first time. I'm happy! Everyone looks hype, or even tired but happy!

Life can be beautiful! "Hello Mr. Laurens!" A teacher said to me. I kinda forgot that they even call you by your last name. "Hi!" I squeaked back and smiled. I skipped to my first class and got the day over with.