You see that picture up there? That’s me, second from left. I know, I look super uncomfortable, and unhappy. That’s Hailey on the left, then me, then Caitlyn, then Amy. But really, that was a great day. I’ll get to that, don’t worry. Just let me explain…
Ever since day 1 of high school, I had the closest group of friends. I don’t really know how, and I guess I should consider myself lucky, but I guess it just seemed like what happened. I didn’t consider it odd that I was a single guy hanging out with 3 girls.
Sure I heard the rumors about my sexuality. I didn’t care about them, I was as straight as a nail, no matter what they said. Few people understood how great it was having a group of 3 girls as best friends. They were pretty popular: I mean, their social media was always blowing up, all the other girls either loved them or hated them.
Me: I was just kind of jealous. I was almost their pet, in a way