I first accepted I was gay about a year ago, when I fell in love with my best friend.

From my personal view, never fall in love with your best friend. Our relationship was a secret because I'm not out yet.

I haven't really accepted myself fully but that's why I'm looking for LGBT blogs that give advice.

I find an article and I read it, the author says "If anybody out there needs help and advice just email me."

I send her an email saying "Hi, you said if anybody needed to talk you're here, because I have nobody to talk to."

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I don't know if I should have sent that email. What if she will judge me or something? I need a drink.

I walk downstairs into the kitchen and look at my watch, it's 1 a.m. I really shouldn't be up but I just can't sleep lately.

As I walk into the kitchen I get surprised by my mom sitting at the kitchen bench. I say "Hey mom what you doing up?"

"I just got back from the office. What are you doing up? You should be asleep you have school in morning."

"I know I just got done studying for my Spanish test tomorrow. Plus a lot has been on my mind lately."

She replies "Well Honey, don't work yourself too hard, you need to get enough rest."

I reply "I know mom I will, I'm going to grab a bottle of ginger ale and finish studying and then go to bed."

"Okay Quinnie, don't work too hard. Night, love you."

"l love you too mom. Night," I say as I lean over to kiss her on the cheek.

So I head back to my room but I'm not really studying. I hate lying to my mom, I just can't come out yet.

I get in to bed and grab my laptop, checking to see if that author wrote back and a matter of fact she did. I'm very surprised.

I read her reply, it says "Hello there, yes I'm here if you need to talk. Have you come out to anyone? Let me tell you a little bit about myself, I'm seventeen and have two gay dads."

I reply "Yes I have told my best friend who is now my ex."

It feels good to let all this out and not have to hold it in anymore. I yawn and now it is 3 a.m. We have been talking for two hours straight.

This girl is different than any girl I have got to know. There is just something that attracts her to me.

What am I saying, she will never like me in that way we are just friends.

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I now hear my alarm going off I say to myself shut up. It can't already be 6 a.m. I am having to get up so damn early for Basketball practice.

I get dressed and eat breakfast. I head to school. I walk in to the halls and head to my locker.

Here comes Finn Hudson the quarterback of the Football team.

He says "Hey Quinn, I was wondering if you want to go on a date with me this weekend?"

I turn to him and reply "I would love to, but I can't, I have to go with my mom to a dinner party."

"Oh well maybe next time, see you later Quinn." I just nod.

It's the end of school so I head to Glee Club. I never wanted to join but Santana and Brittany forced me too.

I walk in and sit down with San & Brit. I fall into a deep daydream and start to think about the girl I was talking to last night who has two gay dads and is seventeen.

It couldn't be Rachel Berry could it? I ask myself.

I get knocked out of my daydream by Rachel talking.

She says with a huge smile on her face "All right Glee clubbers. Some of you may not know but I started writing LGBT articles and last night I had a girl come to me for advice to how to come out. I figured I could help people with their problems since I have two gay dads."

Then the whole Glee Club jumps up and down cheering for Rachel. Inside of Glee Club we never judge her for having two dads. But when it came to outside in the halls... It's a different story.

I go home after Glee; mom must not be home yet. It kind of sucks not having a mom when you come home from school, but ever since the divorce she stays at work more.

I walk up to my room and throw off my sneakers. I'm going to write to this girl and see if it's really Rachel.

I start to type "Hello again, I wanted to see how your day was?"

Now to this point we talk on a chat room.

She replies "It was good. How about yours?"

I type a reply "It was okay. Can you tell me a little bit about yourself?"

"Well I'm 17 have two gay dads like I've told you before, I have an obsession for Broadway and love gold stars. Tell me little bit about you."

"Well I'm 17 my mom is a single parent. Huge music fan and captain of the Basketball team at my school."

She replies "That's funny I have a friend who sound exactly like you. Your name isn't Quinn is it?"

I start to freak out. I guess this person is Rachel... I type a reply "No it's not, it's Alex." I can't believe I just lied to her, I just don't want to tell her my real name, whether this person is Rachel or not. "What's your name and what school do you go to?"

She replies "I would rather not tell you where I go to school at, sorry. Who are your favorite artists?"

"Yes I understand I don't like giving out personal info either. I like Ron Pope, Kelly Clarkson, onerepublic. Who's your favorite?"

"I like Ron Pope also the whole Wicked CD, and Barbara Streisand."

"What's your favorite song of his?"

"A Drop in the Ocean or Perfect For Me or Our Song or Heartfelt Lies. But I really like A Drop in the Ocean."

"That's awesome, that's mine too."

"Sounds like we have a lot in common. I'm sorry Alex, but I have homework I should be doing right now."

I reply "Oh sorry, you should have told me earlier. It was nice talking to you again."

She replies "Yes it was, maybe I will have a chance to talk to you tomorrow. Bye."

With that we end our conversation. But I have a perfect idea, I'm going to sing to her and show her it's really me... If it's even Rachel, it does sound like her but I need to be 100 percent sure, I don't want to make a fool out of myself... I need to do a little more research before I spill my guts out to this girl again.

Hey guys new story here. Stay tuned, stuff has yet to get good.