When we got up there, Lindsey asked me, "What did they say to you?"
"They told me I didn't know what I was talking about. They told me it was foolishness, and I couldn't talk about it anymore. And then, when I told them I was leaving, they didn't even try to stop me, or ask me where I was going. They just kept eating! I don't matter to them Lindsey, not if I can't be straight. With you and Marco being able to tell your parents, I just figured my parents would be okay with it too. I was so wrong!" I said, near hysterics.
"El, calm down. I know, it seems terrible now, but give it a while. Maybe they just need some time."
"I hope it goes down better at school."
"Huh?" she gave me a small smile. "You're going to come out at school?"
"Well, I think it'll be kind of obvious."
"What do you mean?" she asked, completely confused.
For the first time after that catastrophic dinner, I smiled. "I think it'll be pretty obvious when we walk down the hallways, holding hands, don't you?"
I swear, her jaw dropped a foot. When she recovered from shock, she got a huge grin on her face. "You mean it? Really? You're ready to, you want to…" she trailed off, not able to finish her sentence.
"Lindsey, do you want to go out with me?"
She squealed, and I laughed at her. Lindsey never squealed, or giggled, so this was a first for her. She leaned in close to me, and, when I nodded, she kissed me.
I know it's corny to describe a kiss, so I'll try to avoid that. I'll just say that I really enjoyed it. So we did it again, and her mom walked opened the door in the middle of it.
"It didn't take you two long, did it?" she said, laughing. "I should have known." She hugged Lindsey and me. "And I couldn't be happier."
And in that moment, I wished with all my heart that Mrs. Appleman were my mom.
"They told me I didn't know what I was talking about. They told me it was foolishness, and I couldn't talk about it anymore. And then, when I told them I was leaving, they didn't even try to stop me, or ask me where I was going. They just kept eating! I don't matter to them Lindsey, not if I can't be straight. With you and Marco being able to tell your parents, I just figured my parents would be okay with it too. I was so wrong!" I said, near hysterics.
"El, calm down. I know, it seems terrible now, but give it a while. Maybe they just need some time."
"I hope it goes down better at school."
"Huh?" she gave me a small smile. "You're going to come out at school?"
"Well, I think it'll be kind of obvious."
"What do you mean?" she asked, completely confused.
For the first time after that catastrophic dinner, I smiled. "I think it'll be pretty obvious when we walk down the hallways, holding hands, don't you?"
I swear, her jaw dropped a foot. When she recovered from shock, she got a huge grin on her face. "You mean it? Really? You're ready to, you want to…" she trailed off, not able to finish her sentence.
"Lindsey, do you want to go out with me?"
She squealed, and I laughed at her. Lindsey never squealed, or giggled, so this was a first for her. She leaned in close to me, and, when I nodded, she kissed me.
I know it's corny to describe a kiss, so I'll try to avoid that. I'll just say that I really enjoyed it. So we did it again, and her mom walked opened the door in the middle of it.
"It didn't take you two long, did it?" she said, laughing. "I should have known." She hugged Lindsey and me. "And I couldn't be happier."
And in that moment, I wished with all my heart that Mrs. Appleman were my mom.