Things aren't always easy in London. When you come here as a visitor, everything seems normal to you. Most girls my age will wake up, brush their teeth, eat, and all the other average things you do in the morning. It's different for me. You see, I'll start from the beginning. "Hey Krista!" I say excitedly. It's our first day as Year 11's and needless to say, you could feel the excitement in the air. Its been 5 years since we were the top of our schools and it feels good to be there again. Krista and I have been friends since primary. We're almost inseparable! But in a few things, our friendship is... I guess you could say "different". Soon i realized this "different" feeling I felt towards Krista was love. Of course, i wasn't going to DENY i was gay, but i was unsure of how my parents would react. So I didn't tell anyone. Everything was good! Now onto my current situation. One day, I dropped my diary. Melanie, the notorious bully of Cambridge City High found it though. And it's predictable to anyone what she did with it. A few days afterwards, i was called into the headteachers office. I was a well-behaved, straight A student, so I was extremely confused. "Ah, Nadia. Take a seat please." my headteacher Mr. Marshall said. I did, sweat pouring from my back as though there was a river on it. "Nadia, can I ask you something?" he said worryingly. "Yes, of course." I said, my voice noticeably shaky. He tilts his computer screen to reveal an Instagram post from a user called "fcuk.melanie.17". It had to be Melanie. But wait! Isn't that MY diary!? I'm the only person i know with a Shouto Todoroki notebook for a diary! "Nadia, is this YOUR diary?" Mr. Marshall said, with a tone of curiosity in his voice. "Y-yes, sir..." I stuttered, wishing the ground would swallow me whole. Melanie Silveridge had my diary, and my diary was on her Instagram. He clicked to the next slide to reveal the page I'd written on how I realized i was falling in love with Krista Lavegne. "You like Miss Lavegne, don't you?" he said. He continued to read the caption of the photo, "I cant believe what I found today. Nadia's diary. Turns out our famous straight A student isn't so perfect at all. What a gross mistake that idiot is lmao". That happened to be the caption of Melanie's post. Nadia, what do you identify as?" he asked me. "Well, I uh..." I stutter. "I think I m-might be a l-lesbian" I say quietly. "We need to call your parents to explain your situation." he said, sounding very concerned. "Do they know your questioning?" he asks, sort of confused. "No," i say, "they don't." My parents... weren't happy about it, and kicked me out. So that's why I'm here, in Hyde park with no where to go. I never got that diary back, and Melanie's parents paid large cash to have her stay in the school. I called Krista and asked to stay over, and I explained why i was kicked out, but not the part of me liking her or the diary, but it wasn't even doubtable she's soon find out...
END CHAPTER 1
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