Everything looked different, though not one thing had changed. I was still me. I was still the best goalie on our high school soccer team. I was still number four in my class of 257 kids. I was still younger than my brother by a year. I was still popular. So what had changed? This had changed. I fell in love. Not with someone you'd expect... she's not tall and blond. She's not dark and mysterious. She's not sporty and collected. Actually, to be quite frank she was a he. You guessed it. I fell in love with him. I don't know how I did it or when it happened, but I fell in love with my brother's best friend. This is what had happened, my realization that I was gay. And in that small realization everything changed.