I had known I liked boys for a while. I had known since Chris Elliot, one of the most popular boys in my year, had started dating Lacy Parke; I hadn't been able to decide if I had hated Lacy, or if I had wanted to be her.

I wasn't even so sure that I made it discreet, as 'gay' or other not very nice words were some of Jake's favourite things to call me at school. Isaac had joked about it, but I wasn't sure he had actually realized how close to the truth that he actually was.

Biting my lip, I met his eyes, and my entire chest...