Chapter 1
Starting a new school is never easy, trust me, I'd know! Not only have I had to struggle with being the 'new kid' six times over the past 9 years, but I'm also pretty much the opposite of what society defines as acceptable. If a lip piercing and a rebellious red streak in my hair isn't enough to differentiate me from the rest, I'm gay too. Well, actually I'm bi but as soon as anyone discovers that boys tickle your fancy, that's all they need to hear before their opinion of you completely changes - usually for the worst. So at all the schools I've been to, everyone just assumed that I was as straight as a ruler; any boys who I dated would be a totally separate affair to the already demanding responsibility that is my school life.
Thankfully, I've never had to deal with any shit about my sexuality, but there'd always be the occasional remark about my gothic appearance. Keeping a low profile as much as I could proved to be a favorable decision, as that's not the reason I had to shift schools so much. My parents and I have lived all over Britain, and briefly in the US, to meet the demands of my dads traversing job as a journalist of some kind. I've always been quite close to my parents, and they've been supportive to me, especially when I came out to them. My mum would prefer me to have a girlfriend though, something about wanting grandchildren in the future! Nonetheless, they're pretty awesome parents to have.