Acceptance: the skeleton in Lynn's closet Chapter 1

Lynn Loud is the epitome of tough and caring, she loves her siblings and defends them with sentimentalism; and terrifies her siblings would be bullies. But as Lynn Loud sat close to one of her teammates, and a good friend. A single thought had crossed her mind; why am I different? Am I disgusting? And will she hate me if I love her the way that Lori loves Bobby? After a good ten minutes of pessimism and dark thoughts she could faintly hear the whisper of her name; and a slow but steady increase in the decibel level of said whisper into a very loud shouting of her name. It had nearly made her jump out of her seat w-what is it Margo? Lynn had not realized it but she was weeping when Margo called her. "Listen Lynn, I am sorry about Sunday's game. I know that is probably the reason for your distress and I want you to know this; whatever is bothering you. Whatever is distressing you. I will listen to all of it; we are best friends so trust me okay."

Lynn just could not stand the fact that Margo was talking to her like this. Not because she was being mean, but the contrary it was the sweet and kind gestures she made through out their friendship. She was constantly reminded of the reason for her crush; it would cause an overflowing feeling of happiness. But that happiness was immediately followed by bitter loneliness and misery. Because she was a treasure hidden in a spot with no map to find it. She was an unreachable oasis she would never be able to truly appreciate. She was perfect. And Lynn was afraid; she was scared and mostly mad; at herself.

Lynn Loud went home deflated and depressed. She knew her brother would understand what was going on. He had a best friend with two gay parent's, why wouldn't he understand her position. As she walked in she was greeted by the twins.

Lola started "Hi Lynn, How are you my fine mademoiselle" and Lana finished "Hey, how are you. seriously, you look distressed. Lynn responded with a deflated shrug and a weak "I-I'm fine"

but before either twin even had a chance to respond to it Lori finished for them "quit lying Lynn, you are obviously distressed. you have puffy eyes and a weak smile; not to mention the fact that you could not even say I am fine without a whimper. What is bothering you? Is someone bullying you. I swear if someone is making you hurt I will make them hurt ten times over"

No matter how depressed Lynn was, there were two things she could not do. one; to admit her sexuality, she had no clue what her family's stance on gay rights were. But she could not take chances. and two; say anything that would make Lori search for a phantom assailant; not only did she not want to her best friend and crush getting; well crushed by her sister. But she would also not want to make her be mad at someone who did nothing to her. Just because she had a secret did not mean she was heartless. So Lynn said the most believable thing she could think of

Lynn replied in a depressed tone; " I lost us Sunday's game. If i had caught the ball we would not have lost four to one; it is one thing to lose, it's another to lose with a grand slam' Lori just walked to her sister and hugged her "you are fine, you are one of the most talented baseball players I have ever met. please keep your head up okay?"

Lynn was only happy Lori bought it; with a smile she nodded; genuinely happy that Lori was ready to defend her sister in her time of distress. She walked to her room to go to bed when

Lucy had nearly made her jump out her skin " my soul hurts for you sister; in fact; I wrote a poem to ease the darkness that looms in you." Lynn picked up the letter as it read "Blood is thicker than water, friends overpower foes. never weep never fear. your friend roommate and sister. Lucy is here. I am the darkness, but you are the light, I am the wicked, you are the kind, bad times befall you, and it is sad at times. but trust me it gets better with a friend by your side" Lynn had finished the piece of paper in tears; sure, the poem was a little rocky, but an eight year old wrote it. And the meaning to it was far more important to Lynn than the words. without warning Lynn hugged Lucy and starting sobbing.

Lynn through tears asked Lucy to sit and talk to her "L-Lucy please I need to talk to you" Lucy simply sat on the bed. And Lynn knew she could not be clear cut about it, so she would have to vent while beating around the bush "what if I told you I was weird, I am different and am afraid of rejection and I am so-"

Lucy stopped her mid sentence "listen when I tell you this; you are the light. you are different. So what? I am the darkness, I am a walking stereotype for every type of goth. You think you are weird let me ask you this. She got in her face to emphasize her point "who do you think is not weird, huh? what do you think of yourself. there is nothing wrong with you. If someone has a problem with it; the problem is them and if you think any differently than you are fooling yourself." this outburst was out of place with Lynn, but it was in no way unwelcome, and Lucy knowing well enough of the distress of Lynn her dearest sister. So she figured she would make her feel better " Lynn, if you do not mind could I bunk with you tonight" Lynn was thankful for her sister and this was one of the most kind gestures she had ever experienced so she replied with confidence "please, and could you talk to me again before we go to sleep". Lucy nodded with a smile.