5in; line-height: normal; font-family: tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 12px"> I just sat there, eyes wide, mouth hanging open, shocked by this new information. ‘Could this be true?’ I asked myself. Did I want it to be? I didn’t know. I was straight, I shouldn’t have cared if she was or wasn’t. But did I?
Next thing I knew, Kyla said “Hey Spence, what’s up, you look like you just saw a ghost.”
“Huh? Oh, nothing, just spacing. So Ashley’s gay?!”
“Well, bi is the word on the street but close enough. I never saw it coming!” Kyla practically yelled, causing some of the older girls to look down the hallway at us.
“Shhh! They’re gonna hear!” Chelsea warned, “And I know girl, it’s so weird!”
“Seriously!” Kyla replied. I just sat there listening to the conversation and thinking about this rumor.
“Oh, Carmen just texted me, she’s ready to take me home. You guys need a ride?” Chelsea asked.
“Yeah” and “Sure, that’d be great” were our replies.
Chelsea surprised us by whispering “Maybe we’ll even ask her about Ashley,” on the way to the car.
“Okay, but let’s be subtle about it,” I said.
The car ride started off slightly awkward. Carmen was friends with Chelsea because they met in art, but Kyla and I didn’t know her very well, and it didn’t help that we were all thinking of a way to broach the subject about Ashley. Carmen was a senior, but she didn’t really fit in with the older girls on the team, so she befriended the younger girls, like us.
