*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV*---Did she just come out of the closet? No way! Gay. She's gay? She’s gay. Oh, my gay!Right now, I just don’t know what to say.Does this mean… I… We... Could be… Oh, Sydney. She can finally be my baby!“What the heck did you just say to your homies? Were you trying to say that you… you like girls? You’re gay?” I asked her to confirm it as we stepped into her room, and she sat on her bed. She didn't say a word and just went to lie on her back.“C'mon, Syd! Answer me! What the hell was that?” I asked her again when she acted like she did

*Olivia Jillian Hunters’ POV* --- “Fine. This will go a little shocking or rather flabbergasting. Are you sure you want to hear it?” Sydney began after taking in a deep breath, and I nodded my head in response while feeling quite excited and happy at the same time.  “Of course! Come on. I won’t freak out. I promise.” I answered and showed her a warm smile, encouraging her to tell me. The nervous girl walked to her bed and sat at the edge, and then she let out a sigh, looking at me. “I like you. Yeah, you’re right. I really do like you, OJ.” She confessed, making my mouth hang open in surprise and delight.  She said it. Yes, she said it! She likes me back! Am I in reality? Oh, h

*Sydney Roswell’s POV* --- “Hey, Syd! Do you want me to drive you to the airport later?” Adam asked as he descended the stairs and slipped in his white T-shirt.  I looked his way and shook my head. “Uh, no. Thanks, by the way.” I replied and looked back at Vidia’s notebook in my hold, where there were lots of numbers with symbols beside them. “Oh, okay. So… did you tell your pals already? Do you, guys, know that she’s…?” He answered and asked my friends here in the living room, but Kevin finished his question.  “Going to Chicago? Yeah, we know, Couz. She told us already.” “Uh, no. What I mean is… she’s gay, too. You both are so gon

*Olivia Jillian Hunters' POV*---"Really? Do you know who they are?" Syd curiously asked me, and I nodded my head in response. "Yeah, I told you that already. I just thought you would want to know. I know you want to know, Syd." I answered and saw a half-smile form on her soft pink lips."Mmm, cool. I do want to know. No, I want to confirm it... From you... From what you knew about that person." She said, which kind of made me puzzled for a sec, and she licked her lips and continued, "Truth be told, Oj, my friends and I, mainly, just them, had made an investigation. Well, with the aim of wanting my name clean when you finally get back. We actually had one person in mind." "Okay. Who is it?" I asked her, interested to hear if

*Sydney Roswell's POV*---"There's no frickin way I'll get on that devil's ride. I don't want to die yet. Get on it alone if you want." I protested and kept walking while OJ seemed about to beg me, but I tried to distract her attention by pointing at a booth somewhere on her left."Look at that, Oj! Isn't it a shooting booth? Hey, look at those stuffed animals! Those must be the prizes. There's a cute panda in a red shirt. Don't you like pandas? Come on, let's check it out!" I tried my all to convince her to come with me, and thankfully, she did. Oh, I'd rather ride a pony at a Merry-go-round five times in a row than once on that hellish ride or even a rollercoaster. Lucky for her, she wouldn't puke anything if she would get on any of those stomach-turning rides around here.