being confronted, being sent to conversion camp, scrubs, admitting you’re a homosexual infront of weirdly dressed girls and boys? all went in a blur.

the only clear thing was the stupid snarky brunette with the fuck ass bob who clearly thought she was cooler than everyone else. didn’t even celebrate when you admitted you were a homo.

not infront of everybody, anyway. let the others know she caught interest in the new girl? no way!

a few days later, as you were walking back to your room after a loooong day, graham nudged you on the shoulder. it was not very gentle.

“y’feel like hitting up a bar later? the rest of us are going.” she asked, shoving her hands in the pockets of her pink cardigan as she walked next to you.