I look over my shoulder to see a mob of people hovering over a dark-haired girl on the floor.

"OH MY GOD, ASHLEY!"…

5 months earlier..

Since my move here from Ohio, I started acting weird. But I liked it. I broke up with my boyfriend before I came to La La Land. And it felt right. I didn’t just dump him because I was moving across America and I knew I would never see him, but hey, that was a good excuse. Honestly, it was because I wasn’t attracted to him anymore. His 6-pack just got on my nerves, they were so bulky and just, there. Eww. And his mucles always sufficating me when he held me. When I lost my virginity to him, I cried. It felt so wrong, but I thought I loved him. That next day when I left his house I felt so guilty that I went to my local church and went to confession. I don’t think I was guilty because I broke my catholic faith, but because the whole time I imagined it was a girl that was making love to me. It was all good untill I opened my eyes and saw a boy ontop of me. Does this mean I’m gay? I tried talking to my youth group about it, but that’s just not acceptable in our little town in Ohio. After people had suspicions of my feelings people started talking, my brothers started spying, and my parents were as clueless as ever. When my parents told us that we were moving to Los Angeles only one thought came to mind: GAY PRIDE! Maybe I can let myself go, re-invent myself and finally be accepted. Wow, was I wrong! If you’re gay here, you get hell 24/7, or that’s what I heard from some of my peers. Better than being shunned by the town like back home.

I’ve noticed this one girl, though, who is amazingly gorgeous! I’ve thought another girl was this gorgeous except my ex-boyfriend’s older sister. Wow, great fantasies right there! Anyway, from the moment I came to King High, I saw her in the office while Mr. Cork was blabbing about "all of the fun activities King High has to offer" and being the respectful person I am I pretended to care. I stood dumb-founded. She looked the same too, so I hoped she didn’t notice my staring. Her dark smooth ringlets, her perfect teeth, her tan body, her toned stomach and abs. Wow. Can you say a California 10 ?

I joined pretty much every activity known to man at this school, just so I can meet new people and "get around" if you know what I mean. I was even more happy to join the cheerleading squad, espically when I found out Ashley slept with one of the cheerleaders. WAS I SOO HAPPY! The squad expected me to just bitch Ashley out, but that right there wanted me to eat her out. Woah, okay Carlin, get your head outta the clouds! So I’m glad I’m not the only lesbian here. But no one know’s im gay, yet. I’ve had dream’s about this girl who looks very similar to Ashley, but as I recall, I called her Amy. I don’t even know an Amy? Wait, I think there’s an Amy girl in my homeroom? Nah, deffantily not her. Maybe Ashley and these dreams are a sign. Telling me to take action on my feelings and let go. We’ll see..