Why did I invite Nichole and Wendy to watch my pole dancing practice? Because that's just something I'd do.

"Alright everyone! Last five minutes!" The teacher says.

I get off the pole, smiling.

"So! Lets go!" She says.

The stands by the mirrors, going down to touch her left foots toes. We all do the same. Then the same but with the right side.

"20 per side!" The teacher says.

I sigh before going at a faster speed, getting up to stand before the others.

"Okay everyone! See you tomorrow at 5 pm, okay?" The teacher asks.

I go 'yes' with everyone else before going over to Nichole and Wendy.

"I smell like actual shit," I say, laughing.

"I honestly thought pole dancing would be less about muscles," Wendy says.

"Most people do. 1 and a half hour every day, weekends 3. It's no little game," I say.

I get into the dressing room, taking a quick shower and then putting new clothes on (just the regular blue jeans, turquoise t-shirt and a green hoodie.).

"Mom, I'm at Wendy's tonight," I say.

Mom nods.

"But I'm driving you three. I'm not trusting you on the bus," she says.

I nod before I put all my stuff in my bag and get out to Wendy and Nichole.

"Did you like it?" I ask.

"Seemed... awesome," Wendy says.

Nichole nods. I put on my shoes and take my jacket.

"Mom is gonna drive us," I say.

I open the door and let the others out before me.

"It's going to snow someday soon," I say.

"Yeah, it's cold enough soon," Wendy says.

I smile at Nichole (The tallest out of all of us.)

"Can you put my hair up?" I ask.

Nichole takes my things and puts it on a quick ponytail.

"Thanks, Nic," I say.

We walk to the car (Nic, Wend and I). Mom comes behind us a minute later.

"Lets go," mom says.

We get into the car. I take front and Nichole and Wendy sit in the back.

"Mom, I wanted to tell you something," I say.

"What is it?" Mom asks.

"I'm pansexual," I say.

"That's fine," mom says.

After that, we just sit in silence, listening to Beyoncé (mom's) blast in the radio, mom singing along every now and again. I close my eyes.

"Okay girls, have a fun night," mom says.

I open my eyes.

"Oh, sleeping beauty has awoken," Wendy says.

"I haven't been sleeping," I say.

"I know," Nichole says.

We get out of the car.

"See you tomorrow, mom," I say.

She nods before blasting off, still Beyoncé on. Wendy unlocks the door.

"Dad! I'm home! Are you?" Wendy asks.

There is no answer.

"Oh okay!" Wendy yells.

She puts her shoes against the wall before getting in. I do the same, along with Nichole.

"Tea and then sleep," Wendy says.

"Already? It's 8 pm!" Nichole says.

"You have an early morning, we all do. Cheer practice," Wendy says.

"But I normally stay up playing smash bros until like 4 am!" Nichole says.

"No buts! Lemon tea, bread and then bed!" Wendy says.

"Yes mom," I say.

"You wish I was your mom," Wendy says.

She takes the lemon tea before brewing water.

"You can put everything on bread yourselves," Wendy says.

I open their fridge, take the vegan cheese, put some on both of my breads and put them in the microwave.

"Bebe, I swear to God, you're the weirdest person to ever exist," Nichole says.

She just makes her breads like a normal person, putting them on the table.

"You put a plate under. Right?" Wendy asks.

"Yup," I say.

I take them and put my bread on the table, going onto make one for Wendy while Nichole makes the other one. Nichole puts them on the table while I put all the stuff in the fridge.

"Here, lemon tea for the most beautiful women in the whole world," Wendy says.

"Aw. No, you are," I say.

I sit down and start eating my bread.

"So. Both of you. How tired are you?" Nichole asks.

"We are not playing smash till 4 am," Wendy says.

"No, I just asked," Nichole says.

"I might be up for less than an hour," I say.

Nichole nods.

"I'm probably up for like, three more hours," Wendy says.

Nichole nods, taking quite a lot of tea and eating both of her breads.

"Can we play a quick never have I ever?" Nichole asks.

"Sure," I say, rising five fingers.

Wendy rises five fingers as well.

"Never have I ever been hated by the whole school," Nichole says.

Both Wendy and I put down a finger.

"Never have I ever dated Token," I say.

Both of them put a finger down.

"Never have I ever had curly hair," Wendy says.

Nichole and I put a finger down.

"Never have I ever checked myself out in the mirror," Nichole says.

Yet again, Wendy and I lose a finger.

"Never have I ever been wrongly accused of committing a crime," I say.

Wendy and Nichole put fingers down.

"Never have I ever... dated Kyle," Wendy says.

Nichole and I put fingers down.

"Never have I ever had a crush on everyone in this room," Nichole says.

We all put our last finger down.

"Wait. Really?" I ask.

"Yeah," Wendy says.

"Nice," Nichole says.

She clearly knew how this would go.

"Aw. Thank you," I say.

"Do you like me anymore?" Wendy asks.

Both Nichole and I nod.

"I still like both of you too," Wendy says.

I look at Nichole.

"I like you," I say.

She laughs slightly.

"I like you too," she says.

I first kiss Nichole (because we're closer) before moving onto Wendy. Wendy and Nichole kiss next.

"Okay, I'm gonna go to bed," I say.

I put the dishes in the dishwasher and get my hair off the ponytail.

"Yeah, me too," Nichole says, doing the same I did.

"Same," Wendy says and does like I did as well.