My " outing " part 2. I was dreading returning to school after being " outed ". My embarrassment took me further into my shell. During that first morning back not sure I uttered a word unless it was in class. I felt so lonely and isolated, the word " lezzie " followed me around, even the younger girls would pass me in corridors giggling. I felt I was blushing all day every day. As our final exams grew closer I was approached by one of the popular gang, Iris. she addressed me as lezzie which by now was common place I need your help. I asked her what help. Iris explained she was struggling with study so would I help her. I agreed straight away, was this the recognition id been craving. Iris asked me to pop round to hers that evening and to bring my book. I was finally given the chance to show I had something to offer. I arrived at Iris`s early with a spring in my step at last. She invited me in and I started organising my books in readiness to help her. Iris stopped me in my tracks saying forget your fucking books. I sat stunned unable to comprehend what was going on. It flustered me and stammered out something like what did she want. Will do 3rd installment.
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