Chapter 1: Pride Basil Picture this. A sea of rainbow banners swirl around you. Behind you, two friends wrapped in the agender flag howl with laughter and you smile at the sound. You catch sight of yourself in a shop window and you look the same as ever; messy chestnut hair cut short at the sides, plump cheeks, hazel eyes. Pale skin and orange cycling shorts. Your earrings glint in the sun. They go perfectly with your golden tank top. The only difference is the lesbian flag tied around your neck like a cape. It's your local pride. That's actually me, by the way. I'm Basil Jones. This is Tansley Pride and this is where the story begins. * Turns out sitting on a picnic blanket on the world's most rock hard earth is uncomfy. Even if it is a rainbow picnic blanket. "Go soak it up!", Layla, my friend, cries, startling me. "Don't just sit here on this picnic blanket! We're eighteen! We're at Pride! Waste your time sulking about uni if you want, but I'm checking out the main stage." I almost say yes, but then something interesting happens. A breathtakingly beautiful person shuffles over to us and clears their throat. "I'm Freya McKenzie. She/ her." she says softly, staring at her shoes. "Um, my friends have all ditched me, so could I hang out with you guys? Please?" I say yes before I have time to think.
Hello, welcome to my story. Freya and Basil are two of my original characters. I really hope you like it! :D First: You're looking at it! Next: Not made it yet.
