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Ok, so, before summer break, when I was in 6th grade, I had a crush on a kid who I'd known for years, and I'd always been sort of attracted to him(I'd rather not say his name so I'll just call him Tony).

Tony was Bi, same as me, and I had known him since 3rd grade. Problem was, the only class I was in with him was with a teacher who hated LGBTQ+, and she made it obvious. I felt if I were to have told him in class, the teacher would find out and find someway to humiliate me.

So, I'm in the classroom next to Tony, since he was my best friend, and we were able to talk for a bit. He said he had something to say, and he whispered the signature "I have a crush on you". I blushed insanely, it was surprising to me, since I didn't really expect him to like me back. Well, apparently, a kid next to us had heard what he said(He was kinda the teachers pet...). He got up and walked over to the teacher and I guess told her what he said. She looked at me and Tony with a frown, and she went over to her computer.

When I went home that day, I checked my grades, like I did everyday. I had all A's and B's except for one class, which yesterday had been an A. It was the class with the LGBTQ+ hating teacher. I was mad, like really mad. I immediately called Tony to see if he had got the same thing, and he said yes.

The next day, when I went to school, I confronted the teacher. She completely denied failing me. I sighed and in my next class, asked to go to the principal's office. I absolutely loved my principal, he was the nicest person. I went in to talk with him and told him what happened.

I guess she got fired, because all the way to summer vacation, we had substitutes. Tony is now my boyfriend, whom I'm very happy with.

I'm Fox, and this was my LGBTQ+ milestone.