Here's the next chapter! I have a question for you guys, is the acronym for lesbian, gays, bisexual, and transgendered LBGT or LGBT? I saw it on a website as LGBT, but I thought it was LBGT... Anyway, here's the chapter seven! Read and review please!
I swiped some silver glittery eye shadow over my eyelids and reapplied my eyeliner. I put some mascara on. I then put cover up over my zit on my forehead that had appeared overnight. I finished the rest of my makeup and headed into my room. I was wearing a red shirt so I decided today would be a good day to wear my red pumps instead of my normal black one.
I went downstairs. My mom must've slept in. They wasn't any breakfast ready and Brain was drinking coffee and read the LA Times like he did every morning. I grabbed a bagel and placed some cream cheese on it. I took a bite and went back upstairs to get my purse and my books.
I went back downstairs and sat in my car. I deleted the text messages between me and Miley and me and Demi. I didn't want my mom reading them. Then I turned in my car and reversed into the street. I switched into drive and drove to school.
I parked in the parking lot by Demi again. I like this parking lot better. There were more parking spaces to choose from.
I walked inside. Tiffany, Miley, and Emily were all sitting at the cool bench.
"Morning." I said. I was a bit tired this morning actually.
They gave me a group dirty look. Strange because last night Miley wanted to make sure we were cool. They gave me another dirty look and walked away.
"What the-" I mumbled under my breath.
Demi walked up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder.
"Hey," she said.
"Hey," I replied back.
"What's up?"
"Um, well I just got the cold shoulder from my friends."
"You probably didn't wear your hair right or something and now they're mad at you for it."
"They aren't that shallow." I defended, "ok, well Emily is." I added quickly.
Demi laughed. "So whatcha doing at lunch today?"
"I have to see Ms. Duncan. Why?"
"Just wondering."
"Uh-huh. You wanted me to eat lunch with you."
"Did not!"
"That's what they all say. I'm on to you." I giggled.
"Keep thinking that Selena." Demi giggled too.
"text me later."
"Alright, see ya around."
"I will," I told her. She walked away and bit down on my lower lip trying to hide a smile. Maybe I would go to a meeting next week.
I went to my locker and headed toward the vending machines by the cafeteria. I needed a caffeine boost. I got a Pepsi and then walked to my first class. I was gonna drink my Pepsi in there.
It was lunch and I walked toward guidance. I walked into Ms. Duncan's office.
"Hi Selena, I'm glad you remembered that I wanted to meet with you." Ms. Duncan said as she closed to door.
I sat down and replied, "Well. I've had an interesting few days."
"What happened?"
"Well Friday night I told Miley that I thought I'm a lesbian and she was totally cool with it and then yesterday during lunch, she, Tiffany, and Emily started ignoring me. I texted Miley last night and she seemed sorry and then today they're ignoring me once again. And I don't get it."
"Did Miley tell them you were questioning?"
"I don't know. I hope she didn't. I made it clear to her Friday that I didn't want Tiffany to know. She's totally against homosexuality and Emily has a follower personality so I know Emily could be easily multipulated."
"Hmm... Well maybe you should call her and ask her. Did you go to the meeting yesterday?"
"No, i was thinking of going to the next one though."
"That's good! You can make friends who understand what you're going through." Ms. Duncan said excitedly.
I looked at the clock. First lunch was almost over. "Yea. Can I stay here during lunch? I don't wanna be ignored again."
"Sure," she scribbled onto a piece of paper. "Here's a slip so you can get lunch and come back."
I took the slip, "thanks."
I walked by my 'friends' and got a salad. I walked by them again and gave Miley a dirty look. I walked out of the cafeteria and headed toward guidance again. I ate my lunch with Ms. Duncan and we talked about everything I've been feeling lately.
It was the end of the day and I was walking toward my car. Miley came up to me.
"I'm sorry, I've been acting strange lately, are we still cool?" she asked.
"Miley, don't talk to her," Tiffany yelled.
"Clearly, we're not cool Miley." I said and walked away.
