Lesbian Kicked Out, Me :) [interesting books to read for teens txt] 📗

out of the shower I put on a pair of gray shorts and a blue tank top. I went downstairs to the kitchen to find myself something to eat. I looked through the fridge and found some leftover spaghetti & meatballs. I put it in the microwave and poured myself a cup of Coca-Cola while it was heating up. I took a sip of my drink and then the microwave 'beeped'. I got my food and my drink and went back upstairs to my room. I sat on my bed and took a big bite of my spaghetti. I grabbed my phone from my purse and texted Abigail.

 

Me: Hey Ab! So I think I finally found a place! There is just one slight problem, maybe two.

 

Abigail: Hey Av! Tell me, tell me, tell me!!! What is the prob???

 

Me: Well, 1st of all: when I found out about the place it said that 3 ppl were already living there and they needed a new roommate. The names of the ppl were Jordan, Taylor, and Riley. So 3 girls, but I was so totally wrong. Jordan, Taylor and Riley are guys.

 

Abigail: Damn girl! That was a stupid mistake.

 

Me: I know, but they don't mind. Plus I'm gay so it doesn't really matter.

 

Abigail: Did u tell them that u are a lesbian?!?!

 

Me: No... It didn't come up...

 

Abigail: Well, if u didn't tell them then they think u are a hot chick that is moving into their apartment. Of course they wouldn't freaking mind!!! They are guys!!! Wait a sec... Are they hot???

 

Me: Well, Riley is a blond with blue eyes, super cute and super nice. If I weren't gay, I would so date him. Taylor, dark brown hair light brown eyes and really really hot. He's funny but seems like a player. Jordan, light brown hair, green eyes. He is the hottest person ever but is a total ass...

 

Abigail: Why do the hot guys always end up being total asses... :(

 

Me: I don't know Abi, I don't know...  Well, there is one other problem...

 

Abigail: What is it???!!!

 

Me: I would have to share a bathroom with one of them...

 

Abigail: U can't do that! Not unless one of them is gay!

 

Me: Well, I don't know. I don't really have a choice, graduation is in 2 days!

 

Abigail: Yeah, yr right. U better invite me over tho, a lot!!! I am not a lesbian so I would gladly sleep with   each and every one of ur roommates. ;D

 

Me: Oh god, plz don't.

 

And that was when I decided I was going to move in with 3 guys I barely knew.

 

 

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Chapter 3

On graduation day, my parents didn't even bother to show up. I stayed out the whole night partying with friends. It was mostly the cheer-leading squad and the football team. I came home at like 4am completely wasted. A guy on the football team had to take me home because I couldn't drive or even walk for that matter. He somehow knew where I lived and dropped me off. I tried to get out of the car by myself but failed. I pretty much fell to the ground like a baby trying to walk for the first time. The football jock had to carry me into my house and up to my bedroom. He put me down carefully on my bed and kissed my forehead. That was the last thing I remember from that night.

I woke up the next morning still in my dress from the party last night. I also had a massive hangover. It felt like my brain was trying to escape from my skull. I looked on my bedside-table for my phone but found a note instead.

It said “Hey Avery, I hope you're doing okay. Here's my phone number if you need anything or just want to talk. ********** I hope to see you soon. -James”

“Okaaay, weird...” I mumbled to myself. I found my phone under the note and checked the time. It was 1:35pm. Damn it! I have to move out by 3:30pm and have to be finished moving in before 5:00pm because I have another work shift. I got out of bed and took a shower. Once I finished my shower I wrapped a towel around my body and blow dried my hair. Once it was dry enough, I straightened it and put it into a ponytail. I grabbed a pair of pink panties and a matching bra. I put on a pair of denim shorts and a white graphic tee that was see-through enough to see my bra. I went back to the bathroom and put on my make-up. Once I was done, I started packing up my last few things. I have been slowly packing for weeks and I only had a few things left. Once I finished, I text Abigail.

 

Me: Hey Abi? Are u sober enough to help me move in to the apartment? I can't exactly walk over there with 20 boxes...

Abigail: Sorry Av, I am still completely hungover and I have no idea where I put my car last night.

Me: Ok, well, good luck. ;)

Abigail: U too! :)

 

Ugh... How am I meant to get all of my stuff to the apartment. I plopped down onto my bed. What the... I sat on something, I reached under my butt and felt a paper. It was the note from the football jock that took me home last night. “Here's my phone number if you need anything” maybe he could help me move in. No, would that be weird? Maybe, but maybe... I didn't even know his name before this morning. You know what, who cares. I'm gonna call him, maybe I should just text him... No, I'll call. *Dialing number* *Phone rings x3*

 

James: Hello?

Me: Hey, um... it's Avery.

James: Oh, hey. So, how are you doing so far?

Me: Well, I still have a really bad hangover and I have a busy day ahead of me. I have to move out of my parents house and move into to another place within 2 hours but I don't have a car. So I was wondering if-

James: Yeah, of course.

Me: Really?!

James: Yeah, anything for my favorite girl.

Me: Thank you so much! And your favorite girl?

James: Yes, my favorite girl and I'll be there in 5 mins.

Me: Okay, well, see ya.

James: Bye.

Me: Bye.

 

*Hangs up* I smiled to myself then started bringing some of the lightest boxes downstairs. I left the heavy ones upstairs for James to bring down because I really wouldn't be able to. I waited outside for James. He was driving into the driveway within seconds. He got out of his car,

“Hey Avery,” James said while walking towards me.

“Hey,” I said back with a friendly smile.

“So where are all your stuff?” he asked.

“Some of it is right inside but some of it is still upstairs 'cause it's too heavy.” I answered then lead him inside. We put all the boxes that were already downstairs into the car afterwards, we went upstairs and he put all the heavier boxes into the car. While he was doing that I doubled checked every single drawer and shelf, under my bed, in the bathroom for anything that I forgot. I walked around the room but then tripped over a floorboard that was slightly sticking out. Oh my god! I remember when I was like 12 years old, I hid all my important or special stuff under this floorboard. I pulled the loose floorboard up and put it next to me. Inside of the hole I found old pictures and toys. I also found an apron that I used to always wear when I would bake. I stuck my hand inside to see if I missed anything else and I felt some sort of paper. I pulled it out and it was an envelope. I opened it and it had $300 inside of it.

Chapter 4

 

I don't remember getting all this money. Oh wait, I remember! I was starting to save up money to open my own bakery. Some of this money was from my monthly allowance, some of it from a few bets that I won, and some of it was birthday/Christmas money. I quickly closed the envelope and wrapped my apron around it. I put everything that I found in a shoe box that I found in my closet. I grabbed my purse and went downstairs. I didn't see anymore boxes so I think that James packed all of them in the car. I went outside and closed the front of the house. I walked over to the car and stuffed the shoebox inside of one of the other boxes.

“That was the last one.” James said to me while closing the trunk to his car.

“Well, let's go then!” I said. I went into the passenger's seat and James closed the door for me. He walked over to the driver's seat then started the car.

“So how come you are moving out so fast?” James asked.

“My parents kicked me out. They said I would have to leave after I graduate from high school.” I answered back emotionless.

“Why?” he asked curiously.

“For one simple reason: because I'm a lesbian.” I said harshly.

“Oh, I'm sorry.” he said softly.

“It's not your fault.” I said. We were quiet for a while but then James realised he had no idea where he was supposed to go now.

“Umm... Where are we going now?” James asked.

“Oh, sorry. Umm... Turn right at the next traffic light then right again then left.” I answered back. Once we got there, I rang the doorbell and Jordan answered the door. All he said to me was 'Hey', I told you that he was a total ass. I walked in and saw Riley and Taylor sitting on the couch watching TV. I said 'Hey' and then they both turned around, ran up to me and hugged me. Everyone helped to bring all my boxes to my room. It was now 4:15pm and we finally finished putting all my boxes of crap into my new room. I said bye and thank you to James and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Once he left, Taylor and Riley both went straight up to me.

“Is he your boyfriend?” they both asked at the same time. I laughed at them because for one, they are ridiculous and for two, I am gay. Oh wait, they don't know that. Shit! Do I tell them now? Maybe I should.

“Well... Is he!?” they both said at