"Miss? As in women? Spencer is there something your hiding from us?" I could see the look of horror on her face already.

"I’m not hiding anything from you, ok? And yes mom. She’s a women.  And we are not all over each other." I said the last part, shotting daggers at Glen with my eyes.

"I don’t know. That would certainly explain alot of things." Before I could respond, my dad was defending me. I love my Dad.

"Paula, just let her be. She’ll come around." He said winking at me.

"Arthur, can’t you see that our only daughter might be……. gay." She whispered the word gay.

"Yes, I do. And even if she is does it matter? She will still be the same Spencer, she was before we found out."

"No she won’t."

"Ok, lets please, not have this conversation."

"Fine." She huffed. He won.

The rest of dinner was queit. No one talked and when we were finished we slilently got up and put our plates in the sink. It was my parents turn to wash dishes, so me and Glen went straight to our rooms. In the hallway, before we got to our rooms, Glen stoped me.

"Spence, I know I joke around about it alot and I make fun of Ms. Davies, but I want you to know that if you really are gay, I’ll have you back, sis." I smiled at him. He was an ass, but he was there when I needed him.

"Thanks Glen." I said hugging him tightly.

We both went our separate ways. When I got in my room, it was already late. I was tired. I changed my clothes and went directly to bed. I couldn’t fall asleep though. Thoughts of the beautiful brunette kept on flooding my mind, but after two or three hours I managed to fall asleep.

I’m up early this morning. I have to make up a test today and I have to be there one hour before school starts. My dad drove me to school this morning. It was fun though. Me and my dad always have a good time together. During the car ride her also apologized for my mom’s behavior at dinner. He said she was stressed and was just off. I don’t believe him. She’s always like that. When we got to school, I quickly hopped out of the car and walked to Mrs. Blount’s room. She was waiting for me and had everything ready.

I finished my test in the matter of 40 minutes. Compared to other kids, that was lightning speed. Hey, what can I say? I’m smart. Brains and beauty. Mrs. Blount told me I could walk around the campus for a while until the first bell rang. I walked out of her class and thought. Where can I waste 20 minutes? Hmmm, aha! Ashley is probaly there, so I’ll just give her a little surprise visit. I stroll to her room and quietly open the door. When I walk in, I spot her. She is at the back table organizing some papers. I tip toe over to her and wrap my arms around her waist. She leans back into my embrace, but then I feel her tighten up.

"What’s wrong?" I whisper into her ear.

"Spencer, what are you doing?" She says turning around, pulling my hands away from her waist.

"What? I can’t wrap my arms around my furture girl? Suddenly her eyes filled with regret and she looks at the floor.

"I was just kidding about that." Say what?