My two best friends, Chris and Michael, were the most amazing friends I had. I knew they wouldn't care that I was bi, but I was still scared.
Chris was tall, African-American, kind, and HILARIOUS.
Michael was short, Mexican-American, the king of sarcasm, and a little rude, but still had the heart of gold.
Then there's me. Mexican-Italian, charming, cheeky, kind, and a little shy.
The three of us have been friend since age 4, so they had to not care that I'm bi. And no, I do NOT have a crush on either of them. If I did, I would kill myself.
They were they only two friends that I actually trusted to not freak out and treat me any differently like I'm some circus freak.
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I can't hide it anymore
Teen Fiction15 year old Thomas is a closeted bisexual who too afraid to tell people, especially his dad, his little brother, and two best friends. Then he meets a guy named Elliott who changes everything for him.
