Which was a huge deal-in the 24 hours she had lived with him, Aria had learned that Sean was über–soccer boy, the same way her brother was manic about lacrosse. “I don’t run six miles every morning!” Sean had surprised Aria after school by announcing he was ditching soccer so they could hang out. “Easy for you to say!” Aria answered, pedaling furiously on Ella’s old beat-up Peugeot ten-speed from college-she’d brought it with her when she moved into Sean’s. 17 BECAUSE ALL CHEESY RELATIONSHIP MOMENTS HAPPEN IN CEMETERIES Wednesday after school, Aria watched Sean pedal his Gary Fisher mountain bike farther in front of her, easily climbing West Rosewood’s hilly country roads. Two out of the three hadn’t taken it very well. Before yesterday, the only people who knew how Emily truly felt were Maya, her ex, Ben, and Alison. What would it be like at college, then after college, then getting a job? She would have to explain her sexuality to people over and over again.
The lesbian triathletes might be happy and Maya might be better, but maybe Becka had a point, too. Her brain was overloaded with informationĪnd emotions. Emily started down the sloped green, falling in line with the other Rosewood Day kids heading back to class. They finished their lunch and Becka said good-bye. How about Saturday night?” “Sounds good to me,” Emily answered. Becka cocked her head, seeming surprised. Maybe she and Maya could be friends, too. “Maybe we could all hang out some time?” It might be good to see two ex-gays who were actually friends. But we’re still friends, I guess.” Emily ran her tongue over her teeth. “I think she gets it.” “Do you guys still hang out?” Becka shrugged. Becka stared at the stained-glass window behind the altar. “So is Wendy okay that you’re in Tree Tops now?” Emily asked. And what about Maya? She used to cut herself, but now she was better.
Were all lesbians’ lives an uphill battle? What about those two gay women who ran the triathlon shop two towns over? Emily had bought her New Balances from them, and they seemed so happy. Things are hard enough, you know? Why make it worse?” Emily felt her lip quiver. If we go with these feelings that are…that are wrong, our lives are going to be even more of an uphill battle. “I know this doesn’t make much sense to you now, but I learned something huge in Tree Tops,” Becka said. Suddenly, Becka reached out and put her hand over Emily’s. It’s more like letting go.” As much as Becka tried to sugarcoat it, Tree Tops sounded horrible.
“They’re making you forget stuff?” “Not exactly. The idea is to replace them with new feelings and memories.” Emily frowned. They get you to let go of a lot of feelings and memories. “The counselors will help you figure that out. So what’s wrong with me?” “Well, maybe the root of your problem is different.” Becka shrugged.
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