One of my best friends is this really sweet girl. She has more simple interests and what I affectionately call a sense of “greeting card humor”, but she’s loved by everyone and impossible to dislike. Valedictorian, star running athlete, and never anything but cheerful and friendly, with one exception.
My girlfriend and I started dating, it was after a few months of pining and lowkey snuggling over the summer. Anyone who saw us over the summer or during band camp thought we were dating, but we didn’t make anything official until about the second week of school, so to everyone else we knew, there were no hints until we came out. My best friend, for example, had no idea anything was going on and unfortunately, purely by coincidence!, she was one of the last ones to know.
My first chance to tell her was in the gym locker room. I was sitting on a bench with another friend, talking. In fact I had just said “I really ought to tell [my best friend] the news” and guess who comes stomping around the corner! This sweet girl, who’s never really angrily and smiles even when she’s upset, locks on her target [me] and her eyes turn red. She immediately starts yelling at me! Yelling at the top of her lungs because someone else told her about my girlfriend before I, her best friend could. It was terrifying. My other friend and I were backed against the lockers. It’s by far the most angry I have ever seen her. We begged for our lives, telling her I was just about to talk to her. She scoffed and didn’t believe me. She’s still super sweet and super supportive, but I was afraid for my life that day. I saw my life flash before my eyes….