To say that she was shocked to find herself thinking that way about Sam would be a major understatement but Lily had been aware that her sexual compass had been pointing towards the `ladies’ section for a while now. It was one of the reasons she hadn’t slept with Harrison. And one of the reasons she’d kissed Carmen. (There’s a good place to start)

"Sam, you remember the night that we were all locked in the Novac and forced, thanks to Nicole to reveal our deepest, darkest secrets?" Sam gave her a disgusted look.

"Yeah, very educational night. We learned that Brooke slept with Josh again, Nicole slpet with Josh, Josh is a ho, Carmen kissed Josh, you kissed Carmen and Mary Cherry is actually an endangered waterfowl. So?" Lily smirked over how Sam had convienently glossed over her own secret but continued anyway.

"Well, endangered wildlife aside, Sam, a lot more went on in that room than I think you realize," now Sam looked confused.

"What?" she asked. Lily pulled her legs up into the chair beneath her as she started speaking.

"Well, yes, I kissed Carmen and admitted that I questioned my sexuality," Liyl started. Sam waved her off.

"Don’t worry about it, Lil, everybody does," Sam assured her patiently. "You can’t let it keep bothering you."

"That’s just it, Sam, it doesn’t bother me anymore. And I don’t question it anymore," Lily insisted quietly.

"Oh, OK," Sam said obviously not getting the point. Lily let out a heavy sigh. (For someone so smart, she has absolutely no grasp on the obvious)

"I don’t think you’re following me, Sam. I don’t question it anymore because I know. I know that I’m gay." SWISH! Sam’s pencil flew, dart-like, across the room until it hit the corkboard on the wall. Ironically, it imbedded itself in a picture of the cheerleading squad, right in the middle of Nicole’s forehead. Sam and Lily tracked its progress and then looked back at each other.

"Couldn’t have done that if I tried," Sam said with a smirk. Lily just blinked at her. "What? If you were expecting a big freak out, that," she pointed to the pencil, "was about it. Sorry to disappoint."