Chapter 6: Untitled Chapter

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My friends were always there for me in high school even though I often thought they weren't. I trusted very few people even though many of the people I didn't trust actually dissevered my trust the whole time. In fact in my Junior year I ended up turning to one of the last people I ever thought I would.

Jean-Louise Zancanella was a good friend. In the previous blog entrees she had been referred to as a Frienemie. Maybe that is how our relationship started, but in all honesty that was my fault. I was so annoying in my Freshmen year of high school I would have hated me.

As time went on I grew to really like Jean-Louise. I'm pretty sure (or at least I hope) she grew to like too. One day in the fall of my Junior year, which I guess was towards the end of 2005, I was at Luminaria bag folding party at Jeanie's house. The reason for the party by the way, was to make Luminaria's and sell them to raise money for the choir. As the party came to a close I turned to Jeanie and said I had to tell her something. To this day I still don't know why I said that, but it was the right thing to do. She said, "Alright. What's up?"

"Actually, how about we do this later? I'm actually kind of tired and should go home."

"...Okay."

I wasn't tired. I chickened out.

Later that night Jeanie called me.

"Hey, is everything okay Michael?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Well you just were acting funny today at the party. What did you want to tell me?"

"Oh honestly, I totally forgot. It must have not been that important."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm positive."

"Alright Michael. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Ditto. Have good night."

Why was I such a pussy? I couldn't even tell this person, who had become so close to me in the past 2 and a half years, what I was feeling..... Ok, I know it sounds like I'm about to confess my undying love for Jean-Lousie at this point in the story, but trust me. That isn't where this is going.

About an hour later, I realized that I had nothing to be afraid of. There was no reason to lie. Least of all to Jeanie. I was being stupid. So I picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Jeanie! Guess what!? I'm gay!"