“I don’t know if I’d say girlfriend, exactly.” She’s still getting used to this, being out, her gayness just another normal facet of life. She imagined that transferring to a new high school midway through junior year would mean she’d been granted a blank slate; a chance for reinvention. But the funny thing was how little she felt like she’d changed—as if there really always was something innately Olive, something that she hadn’t been able to pinpoint before. (She’s
