So here's the second chapter of my story. I know it kind of sucks and I wanted it to be way longer than this, but I have writer's block. Hopefully, it will wear off soon and you all will get a new chapter soon, maybe even tonight or tomorrow. Please review!

Carly blinked a few times to make sure she was actually awake, that Sam, her best friend and soon to be roommate, was actually standing there in front of her, telling her that she was gay.

"Are you sure about this Sam, that you are gay?"

"Yea, I've known for three years. Longer really, but I just didn't want to admit it. Oh god, you hate me don't you?"

"No I don't hate you Sam, that's not it at all. Sam, I'm gay too."

They looked at each otherand laughed at the relief that not only did they have someone to tell that they are gay, but it was their best friend, who was also gay.

"So Carls, come now, tell me who this hot girl is that you like. I still think that you'd have a shot with about any girl you want, its perfect timing for girls to want to experiment and find out that girls rule!"

"That is SO not important right now. What's more important is getting out our yearbook and rating all the girls. I wanted to do it with Freddy, you know, I actually asked him to do it, but he thought it was weird. Probably because he was afraid he'd accidentally rate a girl higher than me or something."

" Well, Freddy is a dork. I still want to know who you like, but I suppose it can wait until later."

For the next half hour, Sam and Carly debated over which girls in school were more hot than others. Then they turned on the tv and watched a crappy movie while Sam ate too much food. Their friendship hadn't changed all that much by the knowledge that they were both gay, at least not on the surface. However, they were both struggling internally about whether to tell the other about who they are crushing on. Carly in particular, was very nervous about it.

Now that I know that she likes girls its even harder to tell her that I'm in love with her. I mean, before, if I got up the nerve to tell her and she rejected me, it would hurt, but I could tell myself that she was straight and that if she was gay, I'm sure that she would like me. But now, now if she doesn't like me that way, well, I have nothing to blame. Unless she has a secret girlfriend. Wouldn't she have mentioned it by now though? Wouldn't have I noticed it anyhow? Her spending less time around me? Well, I guess not if she was going out on her dates when I was going out with Freddy. Ugh, I dated him for how long? Six months? Why did I think that dating him would make me like guys? Or was it just that he was available and I didn't want to graduate high school without ever having had a real relationship? I have to find out who Sam likes before she finds out I like her.

"Hey Sam, this movie is really bad. Why don't you bring your enormous amounts of food up to my bedroom and we can hang out there?"

"Whatever, as long as I get to eat and hang out with my best friend."

"Oh, you want me to invite Freddy over?"

Sam threw a pillow at Carly and went to pick another one up but Carly quickly assured her that she was just joking around and that if Freddy came to the door right now and knocked, he wouldn't get in, it was a girl's night.

Once they had got comfortable upstairs, Carly began to try to get Sam to proclaim her love for a girl, hopefully her.

"If the world was going to end and all the men in the world were gone, who would you sleep with?"

"All the girls in the world are left and they all would be willing to sleep with me?"

"Yes. They all want you."

"Angelina Jolie. She's the hottest woman in the world."

"What if all the celebrities disappeared too?"

"This sounds an awful lot like you are trying to find out who I like."

"What's wrong with that?"

"You're avoiding telling me who you like. Why? Is it someone awful? Or old? One of Spencer's old girlfriends?"

"It's just, its someone that I'm friends with and if no one knows I like her, then I can go on not knowing a little longer."

"Well, its killing me to not know if who I like does or does not like me, but until you tell me who you like, I'm not telling you who I like."

"Fine. I have an idea. It's very childish, but I don't have the guts to do it any other way. I will write down on a piece of paper who I like, you do the same and then we'll switch."

Sam stared at her, smirked and then answered, "I agree, its childish, but it works perfectly."

"So this is it. We'll find out who we like."

"Yup. No more secrets."

"You're stalling."

"So are you."

"Okay, let's do this," Carly says as she picks up a pen and tears out two pieces of paper, one for her and one for Sam. They quickly wrote the names down and switched papers.

Sam was fidgeting a little when she said, "So, now, we look."

"At the same time. One, two, three."

They unfolded the papers. The looks on each of their faces was priceless. It was a mixture of surprise and happiness, which in Sam's case was the biggest shit-faced grin in the world and in Carly's case was a big smile with a bright red, warm cheeks. Then Sam's face changed to a very suspicious look.

"This isn't a joke, right?"

"Why would I joke about it, you aren't joking with me either, right."

"No way Carls. You're the hottest girl in school, my best friend and awesome."

"Nuh uh, you are way hotter than me. If you weren't so bad ass, you would have guys and girls asking you out everyday."

"Well that settles it then. We are officially the hottest girls in Seattle and all the boys will weep when they here we are gay and together."

"Together? As in girlfriends?"

"Well duh, we've been best friends forever, its not like we need to get to know each other first or anything. Now, where are you going to take me on our first date."

"I haven't thought about it yet, seeing as you just told me two seconds ago that I have to plan our first date."

"Okay, I'll give you time to think, but now, is not the time. Now is the time to decide who we should tell."

"Everyone? Who is going to dare to bother us about being gay? Everyone loves you and everyone fears me. It's perfect."

"Okay, so who are we going to tell first then?"

"If it were up to me, Fredward so I could rub us in his face, but in all honesty, probably your brother. So you know, he can decide whether I'm allowed to stay overnight in the same room as you anymore."

"Ugh, I am not looking forward to that."