"Why exactly do you guys think I'm gay?"

"Gaydar -I- I- I mean..you dress like it." Emily says.

Sarah and I both stare at her for a second.

"What do you mean gaydar and how would you know how gay people dress?" I ask.

A panic look shows on her face.

Why does she look panicked?

"I-uh-ok so this isn't exactly when I wanted to tell you guys. I was going to tell you guys sometime when we aren't at school but -uh- I'm bisexual."

Just then I realized after all this time I thought there was a little part of her that liked girls.

Sarah spoke first.

"Oh em you know you can always trust us with anything. We will always be ok with you no matter what."

Emily smiles.

Sarah looks like she wants to say something more but she doesn't speak so I do.

"Always thought you were", I say, "I caught you looking at a girls post on instagram without you noticing. I thought it was weird how you looked at it longer than your other posts. We love you though Em. Always do, always will."

"Thank you guys. Really. It's good to know there are people who are ok with something like this."

Sarah and I smile at her.

"Well that's explaining gaydar but what about how I dress?" I ask her.

"Well not every gay person dresses the same it's mainly off the vibes you give. You dress cute and a little feminine. You also wear docs. Plus you let me do your makeup and don't even care one bit about it."

I sit thinking for a second.

"I dress how I like dressing...I know I'm not gay."

"You may think that now but can change."

She shrugs.

We hear Sarah laugh.

We both look at her.

"Two things. Firstly, Sam, when have you actually taken interest in a girl?"

I stay silent. I can't remember the last time I even thought a girl was hot.

"Exactly, never. Not even when you met us you weren't interested in either of us that way. You were even hitting puberty then too."

She pauses.

"Just something for you to think about."

She pauses again.

"For the second thing, this is probably a good time to say that I'm lesbian."

Emily laughs.

"This group really is something."

We all laugh.

We finish lunch and head over to art class.

Finally. Just what I needed.

We are painting today.

While my hands are painting my mind gets preoccupied.

Am I gay? Everything they have said seem true.

That's four people in one day thinking I'm gay.

I've never actually thought about it.

I'll think about this later. Right now I have some art to do. 

I think I should add some blue into this.

I dip my brush into blue and continue painting.

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That's chapter 1 :)

I realized if I keep doing the same point of view for each scenario it will start to get boring so I'm exspanding the pov times a bit.

I ended up painting for my mom and published this a bit later than I meant but I mean at least its posted.

I'll write some more later tonight and post tomorrow.

Goodnight whoever reads this :)