Angela smiled and glanced down at her knees. They drove on in silence for a while, winding their way toward Angela’s neighborhood.
“Can I ask you a personal question?” Genesis said.
“Okay,” Angela replied.
“Are you gay?” Genesis asked.
Angela stared out the window.
“I… don’t know,” she said.
“How can you not know?” Genesis asked. “I’ve known since I was five.”
“I haven’t exactly explored it much.”
“Wait, so you’re, like, a virgin?” Genesis said.
“No,” Angela said. “But I’ve only done it once.”
“Boy or girl?” Genesis asked.
“Boy,” Angela replied. “It was back in high school. We were studying together. Nobody else was home. I kept inching closer to him on the couch. And then it just kind of happened.”
“And?” Genesis said. “How was it?”
“It was… good,” Angela said. “Well, at first. But then I opened my eyes and it got weird. And no, not in a good way.”
“Anyway, that was the last time I tried it,” Angela said. “There was a girl in college who I almost… but that didn’t work out. I honestly hadn’t really given it much thought since then, until….”
“Until what?” Genesis asked.
Angela buried her face in her hands.
“I don’t want to talk about this anymore,” she said.
“Would it make you feel any better if I told you about my first time?” Genesis asked.
Angela shook her head.
“You sure?” Genesis asked. “It’s pretty embarrassing.”
“I’m sure,” Angela replied. Then added, “For now.”
Genesis laughed, then was silent for a while.
“Hey, sorry I snapped at you,” she said. “I know you were just trying to be nice.”