Chapter 2

A/N: I'm so flattered some people actually added this to their alerts! But it was a bit stupid, cuz its taken me this long to get up a new chapter…

"Amy! Summer's here. Again." Amy's mum called from downstairs. Summer bounded excitedly into Amy's room.
"Good morrow, Sir Justin, Not A Sir Amelia. Amy: Storm or no?" Well, this confused me very much.
"May as well." Amy banged on her bedroom wall shouting. "STOOOORRRRM! GET YOUR LEPRECHAUN POTATO HOLE IN HERE RIGHT NOW!"
"STOP SHOUTING! UNCLE RYAN'S STAYING OVER, AND YOU KNOW SHOUTING ANNOYS HIM!" A similarly Irish girl yelled through the wall, before the girl who owned the voice clambered in through Amy's window. But ended up in the washing basket.
"Ew! Amy, are these Niall's socks? And- Oh my god, don't even make me look at that. Please tell me that these aren't Uncle Ryan's boxers! Ew!" Storm had to survive their uncle Ryan, our English teacher, (ugh!) staying at her house until they fixed the fire damage Niall, Amy and her had caused.
Amy closed her bedroom door, flicking her red fringe out of her green eyes. I felt slightly out of place. I had Latino skin, dark hair, dark eyes, and I was a boy. They were all pale and ginger. And girls.
"Justin…" Storm started. "We have something we'd like to talk to you about…and…um…how can I put this? Well, we're all-"
"We're all getting older, we're sixteen-well, you're not-" Amy interrupted.
"Amy, it was you're birthday two days ago!" I protested.
"Yes, but who's talking? Oh, right, not you."
"Not you, either! I think you'll find it was me!" Storm said. "So, if you guys would like to let me finish! We were just maybe wondering, if, y'know, cos…um…well, y'know you've never really, erm, had a girlfriend before…and we were like wondering if…" I knew someone would ask about this at some point.
"If I'm gay." I finished.
"Well, yes. That is exactly what we are wondering. So are you?" Summer said plainly.
"I guess…Maybe…"And with that, I burst into tears.