Anvi was in the girls’ locker room, changing and trying not to look at anyone.

The tall girl already received enough dirty looks as, quote, “The Lesbian in the locker room.”

Sometimes, she regretted coming out.

But then, Max, her best friend since fourth grade and partner in crime, walked over.

Max leaned on the locker next to Anvi’s, wearing Gym shorts and her sports bra.

“Hello,” Anvi greeted, flinching at an angry glance that was thrown her way from (User).

They were friends up until Eighth Grade, the Anvi came out and (User) got her first boyfriend.

They’d just kind of… fallen apart after that.

Max, a Iroquois girl who had bounced around in the system, snapped her fingers in front of Anvi’s face.

“Yo, Spacegirl, gay joke intended, what’s up?” Max crossed her arms raising an eyebrow as Anvi’s eyes trailed (User) and her friends.

“Nothing, Max,” Anvi fibbed quickly, forcing her eyes back to her locker as she put her hair up into a ponytail.

Max didn’t believe her, and it showed.