King high, the place of my nightmares. The weekend went by way to fast and now I’m back living my nightmare.
Walking thorough he quad I’m met with the usual insults, ‘freak, queer, dyke’ you know the usual.

I used to be popular, believe it or not, I was the queen of king high, captain of the cheerleading squad, all the boys wanted to be with me and all the girls wanted to be me, now I’m at the bottom of the king high social ladder, I’m the outcast, and strangely I like it, because now I get to be me and not pretend to be someone and something I’m not. I bet you all are about my fall from grace? If you want to call it that/ I told my so-called best friend, Madison Duarte, who also happened to be the co-captain of the squad, that I thought I liked girls. Yea my best friend since kindergarten, we told each other everything, and stupidly I thought I could tell her that and she would understand, stupid me huh?

I told her that on the Saturday after we had been out, we were staying at her place, she turned around and was like “it’s ok, it doesn’t change anything” and I believed her, as soon as I got in to school on the Monday, I knew straight away that something was different, walking through the quad the atmosphere was different, it wasn’t the people looking at me that was different, I was the head cheerleader after all, people looking at me was nothing new. As soon as I reached my locker I knew what was different, painted on my locker in big white letters was ‘dyke’, well how original of them.

I can hear people snigger as they all crowd around me.

“WHAT?” I scream, that gets most of them moving on. I swear to god that I am going to kill Madison when I see her
Oh I’m sorry, how rude of me, let me introduce myself, I’m Spencer Carlin, soon to be ex head cheerleader.

“Spence?” oh great just what I need, Aiden
“Are you ok?” he asks, seriously that boy must not be looking at me because I am fairly certain I look far from ok.
“Oh I am just peachy Aiden” my voice dripping with sarcasm.