// How To Come Out In Cliché //
TWENTY-EIGHT
GAVIN CARTER
“Carls, are you there?” I asked as I knocked on her door. I could hear distant affirmation and went inside to see her sitting on her bed, eyes solely focused on the television screen.
“Where’s little Johnny?” I asked.
I saw her shoulders tensed a bit before replying, “Out with Sam at the park.”
“Can we talk… like really talk even for just a second will do,” I said.
The television flashed off and she turned to me with a forced expression on her face, “Sure…” she said.
Okay… Here goes nothing!
FINN BYRTON
I looked at my reflection and rolled my eyes, “Onii! Do I look pretty?” Jenna asked moving around to show the dress mom had her wear for the gathering.
I nodded, “Where’s your sister?” she sighed in frustration almost imme
