Closeted

Begining Stuff

WARNING: this is a girlxgirl book. It also deals with things like self harm and abuse. Just know I do not support either of these things. That sounds horrible, I mean yes I know why people do it, but I want you all to get help. If you have a problem with the LGBT+ community (which is totally awesome btw) leave this book right now!

So I'm just gonna say this now, I really suck at writing stories that are fairly detailed like this. So be warned that this probably isn't that good. Also my grammar probably sucks. So be warned.

Characters
Sam: 17 years old, Senior in High School, Closeted Pansexual, new to Pine Creek High School, felt attracted to Heather, hides two secrets, one is her sexuality, the other - what is the point of a secret if someone knows it? Wears full length sweatshirt and jeans usually.

Heather: 18 years old, Senior in High School, Lesbian, Emo (mostly wears black and band mercy), everyone in school is afraid of her after an incident with a girl that had since moved away, works two jobs so she can give her younger sister food, parents left when she was 10 years old.

Hazel: 15 years old, Sophomore in High School, Heather's little sister

Mia: 18 years old, Senior in High School, One of the few people who aren't afraid of her but still do what she says, One of the two that Heather cannot stand to be around at all, hates Heather's guts like Heather hates hers.

Emily: 19 years old, Graduated from high school already (taking a year off before college), The other of the two that Heather cannot stand to be around at all, had an incident with Heather 3 years ago, moved back to her hometown with her mom.

If you noticed I never put what anybody looked like, that's because I want you to make them look like you want them. The second reason I have no idea what they would look like anyways.

Prologue
The girl that seemed invisible, the one who hears everything, the one who nobody knew. Wait that's wrong, she wasn't invisible, everyone knew her, everyone was afraid of this girl. As soon as she walked through the halls all talk ceased. Everyone knew of her new beating, well all but one. The new girl. She didn't understand what the deal was with this girl, why everyone was so afraid of her. And she had the honor of having a locker next to the feared girl. When she was there she thought why didn't she talk to this girl, this girl that never talked to anyone.