Her hair was longer than I remembered and had lost some of its luster. She was dressed in clothes that were too large but she still looked beautiful t... me. As she turned down the aisle, she looked up and saw me. She stopped suddenly, almost causing the person behind to crash into her. I saw her eyes widen in disbelief and her hand covered her mouth in surprise. It all came down to this moment. “Bill?” she asked as if she was questioning what her eyes showed her. “Is it really you?”“Yes!” I. I couldn't sleep either.I couldn't stop thinking about Connor. Why can't I stop thinking aboutConnor? His perfectly swept hair, his musky yet brilliant scent, hisplaid shirt collection all manifested in my mind. Time slips away andit's only till the sun peaks it head that I notice the time. "Oh no" Ithink as I remember school in the morning. And my first period isscience. With Connor as my partner. Usually it was my favourite lessonbut after last nights chat it could and probably would be. They lose a piece of clothing. Then the two losers get to race out in the front yard, butt naked." Well then, we'll make sure you lose", says Carrie."No, you need to lose. Besides, I'd love to see both of you running naked down the street", says Donna."I'll make sure you both lose", says Linda."Yeah right. A pure luck game? I don't think so. Anyway, let's get started, girls. Pick a coin", Donna replies. The girls each pick up a quarter to use for the game. "Okay, flip 'em." Donna flips tails.. The news of my sexual orientation spread like wildfire and I finally got used the whispers, stares, and gesturing heads in the pub. There were a few male individuals who took an enormous strain with me and they would always avoid me. I was, nevertheless, continually amused by females, seeking fashion and decorating tips from me.As time passed, I became completely immune to these inconsequential reactions. In the words of the famous playwright, Edward Albee, ‘the small wars and major anxieties’.