"That's Gay" a voice says abruptly. I looked away from my friends, glaring straight into the boy's camera lense. "What is?" I asked. My friends shifted uncomfortably around me--as the only flamboyant LGBTQ kids in our school, we're often the butt of jokes. "You're all just sitting in the hall, being gay." He snickered, still filming. "Very astute of you," I retorted, "and you're standing in the hall filming us, like a pervert." He sputtered, lowering his phone. "I'm not into that homo stuff," he blubbers, but I wave him away. "You do you, man." I sighed, over-exaggerating an eye role. "You can't talk to me like that!" He practically yelled. Teachers and students had begun poking their heads out of classrooms, but seeing that it was me, they let me take care of it, maybe hoping for a show. I stood up, looking him dead in the eyes after giving him a quick look over--intimidation is my specialty. "Yes, I can." I smirked. "And FYI, I'm not gay. I'm Pan. I have a boyfriend." Looking back at my squad, they all start to chime in. "I'm not gay, I'm Bi!" "I'm not gay, I'm trans. And probably straighter than you." I was especially proud of my bestie for that one.
Taking a step closer to the freshman boy who dared disrupt us, he didn't look so entertained now. I'm both scary, and not scary at the same time. I'm a musician, with perfect english and language grades, and terrible math grades. I'm only 5'3, 16 years old with massive shade-changing brown eyes and short, emo-type hair (very short sides and back, and a long fringe). not scary, right? well, both my twin brother and I have a very extreme, serial-killer angry face. And I can put it on like a mask whenever i need it. "So next time, when you try to put us down and make your stupid little videos, get it right." I said. I returned to my spot on the floor, taking a little rainbow sticker off the pile we were making for our pride parade. I handed it to the boy, and he stormed off, throwing it in the trash. It stuck to the lid, the colors vibrant. "Hey M," TJ tapped my shoulder, then pointed to the trash can. "Now, that's gay."