It’s 10am and I’m attempting to do lab work with my friend, Hilly. It’s just too early to do science. It’s too early to do anything! I’m still tired from band rehearsal last night and drowsy from lack of sleep—I spent the whole night thinking about my crush. Her name is Lisa. I just can’t get her out of my mind…
“Chloe! You’re gonna burn your sleeve!” Hilly squeals at me, and I realize my clothes are dangerously close to the blue flame. Stupid Bunsen burner. Almost burned my hippie cardigan.
Oh, and yes, I’m a girl. My name is Chloe and I’m madly, head-over-heels crushing on a girl named Lisa. I know what you’re thinking… Well, actually, I don’t know what you’re thinking. People think in very different ways when it comes to me. It makes life…interesting, to say the least. Sometimes when I tell people I’m a lesbian I have to wonder, did I accidentally just say I have a disease? They tilt their heads and go “Oh, wow…” As if they’re not sure whether to say they’re sorry or hang in there!