Queeroes by Bereznai Steven

Author:Bereznai, Steven [Bereznai, Steven]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780973292817
Publisher: Lethe
Published: 2009-01-01T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Dear Diary,

You should totally have seen what went down in homeroom today. One word, two syllables: AWK-WARD!

The next morning, Troy was one of the first students to get to homeroom. He waited by the door as his classmates piled in. When Jesse arrived, Troy tried going up to him, but the taller youth brushed right by without even glancing at his once best friend. Troy didn’t know where to look after that. He went to his desk and pulled out his flip pad. He crossed “Talk with Jesse” off his list.

At the desk next to Troy sat Chad. Chad looked at something he’d written in his own notebook. It was a heart with the words “Troy and Chad forever.” He quickly slapped the binder shut, but he realized Troy wasn’t even looking his way. Chad’s shoulders sagged, and reopening his binder, he began drawing thick edges around the heart.

The biggest stir arose when Mandy arrived.

Chad’s pencil fell from his nerveless fingers, his doodling forgotten.

“Jesus Britney Christ,” he swore.

Mandy’s long black hair had been shaved down to the scalp. Her jeans were baggy and ripped; a chain ran from her belt into the wallet stuffed into her front pocket. She wore a white tank top, and now had a nose ring.

She stopped at Troy’s desk and leaned in close.

“Sorry about yesterday, brother. My bad.” she grabbed him by the shoulder and squeezed it hard. “Never be ashamed of who you are. Solidarity,” she said, tossing a pink triangle pin onto his desk.

He clutched it quickly and stuffed it away.

Mandy took her usual seat behind Liza, who gawked at her. Mandy ran her hands through Liza’s thick locks.

“I love it how you’re so butch, and yet so femme at the same time. Good for you womyn—that’s womyn with a Y,” she said to the class, holding up a finger in warning.

As Mrs. Cordial began taking attendance, Mandy leaned forward and murmured into Liza’s ear.

“So I was thinking, maybe we could hang out tonight and rent The Incredibly True Adventure of Two Girls in Love. What do you say?”

“I…uh…”

Liza’s phone buzzed on vibrate mode. She flicked it open and read the text message that had just been sent to her.

It read, “Do it.”

She looked up and saw Devon, one seat over, looking at her meaningfully.

“Okay, sure,” Liza said, bobbing her head from side to side in an attempt to mimic Mandy’s usual ditzy enthusiasm.

Mandy blew a gum bubble, let it pop, and then sucked it back in. “Killer.”

After school that day, Liza found herself surrounded by hues of pink and baby blue, accented by frilly white curtains. She sat with

Mandy on Mandy’s bed. There was a stack of Vogue magazines on the floor. Liza picked one up. The cover of supermodel Gisele had been defaced with the word oppressor.

Liza set the magazine down.

“And so I reclaim this cut,” Mandy read.

“My wound, my bleeding slit.

“For it is no sheath, no vestibule for some man’s sword,

“Vagina, you ask?

“Trojan-ina, I say.

“For this hole is me,

“And it will fill you,

“Until you bleed.

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