[You’re pretty sure that trying to be all “I’ve never once in my life had feelings for a guy” right now won’t help anyone, certainly not Rose. And when she’s pretty much admitting to having had feelings for someone of the same sex before, it’s not like she can do too much to poke fun at you for admitting to the same thing now. Besides, something like this is actually pretty serious, and doing too much making fun of each other over something like this might actually have a more negative effect rather than not.]
I guess I’m not. Not so much because I always expected you to be a lesbian or anything as it is that something like this just isn’t surprising anymore. It seems like a lot of people question this kind of thing at about this age, so it’s not something shocking.

Hmm.
You’re mulling over a lot of things, not only Dave’s words and his seemingly inscrutable calm right now (since even if he said he wasn’t always expecting it, he sure didn’t seem to show a drop of surprise), but also your own feelings on the matter, the girl in question, and what you were going to do about it all.
“Lesbian” is a strange word. I never really expected it would apply to me, but here we are.
I suppose it’s only a questioned matter because everyone is presumed to be heterosexual before then.
You call, and the answer is predictable. Since he’s your John you’re calling, all of the memories line up with those...
[You hesitate for a moment, but in the end, decide against speaking the thoughts on your mind.] Fine. Go ahead.
just name a time and a place, and i can be there. we can hang, talk about things, share pain, and be friends. Your smile...