"kids! Come on, your gunna be late for school." my mother screeched at the top of her lungs. My brothers and I made our way down the stairs as I spoke on my cell phone to Kaylen. "I know Spence, I miss you too. I gotta go though… bye."

I hung up the phone and sighed. Why does it have to be so hard? Being gay and coming out wasn't bad, it was the reaction and after affect that made it horrible. Actually, thinking back, I knew how my parents would react…I knew they would hate me and I knew that my mom would try her hardest to make my life miserable.

-flashback-

"mom, I … can I talk to and dad for a minute?" I asked, my nerves were getting to me and I needed to do this now before I lost the braveness.

"of course sweetie." my mother said, obviously not noticing my weary expression. They sat down in the living room together in the love seat, making my insides twist and curdle.

"guys…you know that don't like disappointing you, and I would only hate myself more if I happen to do that." I said quietly. My mother's confused face only fueled me more. "uhm…" I look over to my dad and see a knowing smile on his face. His eyes twinkled with kindness and I sighed in relief. "im gay." the pressure on my chest was released and I could feel the weight on my shoulders drop.

"alright jokes over." my mom said coldly. My eyes bulged and I look to my dad for support. His face held the same amount of confusion if not more.

SMACK! The sound of her hand slapping against my face could be heard throughout the house and it echoed menacingly.

" you disgust me!" she whispered with venom. "Paula!" my dad's voice held shock and for some reason I couldn't stand it. I should of known she would be like this…I should of known it.

That night…my dad died in a car accident.

-end flashback-

"Spencer!" clay yelled snapping me out of my daze. "huh…what?" I ask agitated.

"we need to go lezbo!" glen said meanly, he never forgave me for ruining the family…

We walked to the car and drove to my new high school. Hell school. King high school. When glen finally parked after an hour of us yelling for him to just pick one, we noticed all the students gathering around a little circle of people chanting "fight! fight! Fight!"

"sweet!" yelled glen as he ran to se who was fighting. I ran after him, I was curious after all. When I got there I saw that it wasn't a fight between two boys, it was between 2 girls. I looked at the scene and one girl was laying on the ground as a pretty Latino was laughing, along with a boy who could be a male model. The girl on the ground shifted, unconsciously, I walked through the crowd and kneeled down next to her. She was absolutely beautiful.

The crowd diminished when I glared in their direction. The girl who was laughing walked up to me and towered over my kneeling body. She sarcastically said, "thanks, now you can take care of the dyke,"

I looked back down to inspect the girl after they walked away. I shook her gently but when she didn't get up, I got worried. She truly was gorgeous except for the nasty cut above her eye, and an already forming bruise on her chin. No doubt where she was punched. I slowly turned her over fully and got clay: who was watching quietly: to carry her to the bathroom…the girls bathroom. Considering it was our 2nd day of school, clay nor I cared if we were late. Clay placed her on the couch in the bathroom and I nodded, silently telling him he could leave.

When he walked out I went up and out a wet paper towel over her cut and wiped carefully. no need for infections. After I cleaned her up, I was going to take her to the nurse. I was almost certain that she had a concussion. Before I got the chance to pick her up, her eyes opened and she sat up abruptly. "who are you?" she asked me quietly.

"Spencer. im sorry, I uh…um." I was stuttering, great. Now she thinks im intimated. She just nodded and then her face fell suddenly. "ugh…damn!" she practically screamed, gripping her temples. I rush towards her and grab her face gently. I had to see if her pupils were dilated, having a doctor for a mom really help out.

Her pupils were huge, great she has a really big concussion. "um...what's your name sweetie?" I ask gently, having more confidence. She looked around and then got off the couch. She stood there for a moment and then settled her gaze on her shoes. "Ashley Davies." she said self consciously. I smiled and then nodded my head in gratitude that she could remember her name.

"um…could you tell me the date please?" I ask "February 15th 2009." she said a little more confidently.

"good." I say. I took a step back noticing how close were. "okay well you should probably go to the nurse. You'll need stitches." I say nervously because I probably sound like a nerd.

"thank you." she says and walks out. "your welcome Ashley." I say more to myself.

Its been a week since then and Ashley and I have become close. I would consider us best friends but I could call her a pretty close one. She's the only one who actually has been nice to me and according to her, vice versa.

Its lunch right now, am I alone? Yes. But that's only because Ashley is getting a yogurt. Ugh, I cant stand the stuff, but this is Ashley's third. So apparently "its so good you could have an orgasm." her words not mine.

"humm" Ashley sighed and sat down with a spoon in her mouth "ash?" I asked with a smile. "yes?" she asks with her eyes closed. "please don't cum at school, we can wait till we get to my house." I say mocking a serious tone, and keeping my smile at bay.

"what…what?" she said redder then a tomato. I crack a smile to show that im joking when I see a sly smile grace her features. "well Spence, im almost certain, you'll cum before I do." she says playing along

Oh I know how to play this game. "we could find out." I say sliding close and resting my hand on her I could feel the warmth coming from her as she blushed.

"okay…you win." she said laughing, "sweet." I say with a victory dance - well, the best I could do, sitting down.

She noticed we were still close and my hand hadn't moved. I knew what was coming. "sorry" I whisper.

"you're gay, aren't you?' she blurted out. "umm…" I didn't know what to say. What if she's homophobic. "don't worry I don't care." she said reassuring me. I looked at her doubtful, but she just smiled waiting for definite answer.

"yeah I am" I whisper. She got up and walked away. Oh my god. She left! I could feel the tears rim my eyes when I felt a presence sit down closer to me. looked over and see her sitting centimeters away. "I threw away the yogurt." she says smiling softly.

I nodded think of how stupid I was to think she would leave me there. We sat softly and silently, a comfortable silence over came us and she slid her hand into mine, locking our fingers together. I looked at her questioningly, and she nodded her head yes. She's gay too…she's gay too!

"dyke!" I heard across the quad. I looked over to see a freshman girl go flying into the air, her books going everywhere. "hey!" yelled Ashley standing up. "oh it's the other fag." the jock sneered. "you leave her alone!" Ashley yelled stomping up to him and sizing him up.

I jumped up as did the freshman, she punched the guy in the ribs causing him to laugh. "ha!' he laughed at her weakness. Then he pushed her back down causing ash to snap.

"grr!" Ashley growled a red angry glow around her. She jumped on the jocks back causing to lose is balance slightly. He slammed her into a wall by pushing himself backwards. "ah!" she gasped in pain, then winced. The jock took a step forward and I saw Ashley fall to the ground. "damn it" I say running over to her.

"Ashley ?" I ask. "im okay, just please go check on my sister." she says. "you sister?" im confused, then it clicked. The freshman. I go over to her, she's trying to get her books up while the jock yells obscene things as his buddies drag him away. "hey?" I say more as a question.

"hey." she says in monotone. "um here." I say handing her some of her papers.

"thanks, im Gracie. So im guessing you're the Spencer?" she asked.

"THE Spencer? Um I guess." I say confused.

"Ashley talks about you a lot." Gracie was pretty, almost exactly looking like ash. a lot smaller though, maybe 5'2, 105 pounds. She had auburn hair and bright whisky colored eyes. The only difference of them, She had an innocent doe eyed look about her face. Unlike ash who was pure rebel.

"okay…well your alright right?" I ask.

"yeah im fine, just a little sore on my ego."

"I see. So um…are you gay too?" I ask. What? Cant I be curious. "me? No, no, no. they just call me that because of…-" She stopped talking when Ashley walked over and sat with us. -we were still on the ground- "…her!" she finished angrily. Ashley looked confused. "its all your fault Ashley Danielle!" she yelled.

"my fault? Maybe next time your drunk you wont make out with my current!" Ashley retorted. "make out? Its called body shots!"

"oh really? Then why did you have a hickey the next day?"

"just shut up!" her sister yelled, grabbed her bag and ran away.

"ugh!" Ashley grunted and stood up. I just sat there confused, still on the ground. "aren't you coming?" Ashley said slightly aggressive. "um yeah."

"here." she said more gently, holding her hand out for me. I take her hand and she pulls me up…really hard.. I ended up really close to her. "um…" she says. I blushed and stepped back. "I think we better get to class." I say, just now noticing the quad was empty.

"oh um, do you wanna skip, I can drive you home at 3."

"sure" As we pulled up, it looked like a large mansion. "yep, this is home." she said reading my thoughts. We got out of the car and she was staring at her phone and biting her lip…looking cute might I add. "its 12:05." she states.

"um…is that bad?" I ask "cori is taking her nap." she says matter of factly

Cori? Who is cori?. Now im really confused. She must have seen my face because she answered before I asked. "cori is my dau…sister. The nanny watches and she takes her naps from 11:30 to 12:15."

"oh okay. Well don't worry, we'll be extra quiet.' I reassure her. "thanks." She opens the door and pulls me inside quickly while she shuts threw door behind. "do you wanna see her?" she asks hopefully.

"sure ash." I couldn't say no. she looked so proud of her little sister.\ We walked upstairs as I admired her house, we then reached a door with a sign that said cori. She opened it and I saw a little pink bed in the corner with a lump in the middle.

Ashley walked over to the lump and sat beside it. "cori…wake up sweetie." she said gently and lightly shook the lump. "ashwee?" cori said lifting her self up.

She had shoulder length blonde hair that curled at the ends. Tan skin and deep brown eyes. Her bright green sleepwear was wrapped and twisted around her little body. She must be at least 2 or 3 years old. "hi baby!" Ashley said brightly.

"ashwee!!" cori screamed and jumped into her lap. She looked at me, just now noticing that there was someone else in the room. "whoo awr yooh?" cori asked my in her little voice. "cori, this is Spencer, she came home with me." Ashley told her.

"hi cori." I said walking over and kneeling beside ash. "hi thpenther ." she said shyly Cori shyly let go of ash and come towards me slowly. She touched my arm and pulled back fast. Ashley and I laughed.

She looked at my face carefully and broke into a fit a giggles. She jumped on to my lap and hugged me tight. "is shee gonna be my knoo mommy?" she asked innocently looking up at me hopefully.

"cori, we talked about this didn't we? No one is going to replace Christine, alright?" Ashley said sternly. Tears formed in her eyes as she got up and walked out of the room and went to her play room across the hall, then shut the door. "humm." Ashley sighed. She looked around and smiled softly.

"if you don't mind me asking…who's Christine?"

" she was our mom. She and my dad died in a car accident last year." she said.

"oh Ashley im so sorry." I say and hug her awkwardly. I was never good with things like this, "its just so hard ya know? I had to pay off social services just to keep cori here. Gracie's in foster care, but I just want my sister back. But taking care of two kids? When one isn't mine?" she cried.

Wait…what?

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