Paulina was not happy. For about the past week, Sam Manson had been going around the school saying she was gay and hitting on every girl she came across. She even tried joining the cheer leading squad so she could "have the opportunity to shamelessly look up other girls' skirts." She didn't get the chance to try out after saying that, but that was far from the point as far as Paulina was concerned.

The bubbly latina then remembered an incident that happened three days ago. Dash and Kwan cornered Sam and with the intention to beat her up for being gay. Apparently Dash was a homophobe, among other moral failings. But then something unexpected happened: Kwan stood up to stop Dash.

Kwan had once had an uncle that was killed by a KKK lynch mob and was raised to stop that kind of thing from happening if he had the opportunity. The two jocks nearly got into a fight, but they cooled off before the situation escalated.

Since then, Kwan realized that the motives behind what he and Dash did to all the geeks, losers and rejects of Casper High were disturbingly similar to those of the KKK that had killed his uncle. Kwan then decided to stop bullying people and to stop Dash if he ever could.

Paulina was not angry at Sam because she was a homophobe like Dash. She was angry for a far more personal reason. She had sent an anonymous message to the goth lesbo saying that a girl wanted to meet and make out with her after school, under the bleachers. Paulina was now waiting at the rendezvous point for Sam, when the dark dressed teen walked into view.

"You're the one that wants to make out with me?" Sam asked in shock.

"No, I just sent you that message because I need to talk with you, privately," Paulina explained.

"Okay, but make it fast."

"You can't just go around telling everyone you're gay when you're not just to turn some heads. There are kids in this school who have to hide their true orientation because they're afraid of what will happen and what you're doing is an insult to them."

"Are you one of those kids, Paulina?" Sam asked with a mischievous smirk.

"Uuuum," Paulina stammered, trying to think of someway to refute Sam's accusation. "What would make you say that?"

"Why else would a selfish bitch such as yourself have her panties in a knot?"

The bubbly latina tried to think have something that would prove Sam wrong, but she could not. "All right. Truth is, I'm bi," Paulina said admitting her greatest secret.

"Thought so," Sam said with a victorious look on her face.

"But that's not the point," Paulina shrieked at Sam. "The point is that what you are doing is an insult to teenagers everywhere who are genuinely not straight."

"Well I'm genuinely not straight as well. I am currently going through a bi curious phase and thought I'd milk it to, as you put it, turn some heads. But – and this is very hard for me to admit – you are right about what I'm doing being an insult to all non heterosexual teenagers, so I will cut back on hitting on other girls a bit."

"Good," Paulina said and started to walk away from Sam, having accomplished her self imposed mission.

"Seeing as how we are both here, there is a question I would like to ask you, Paulina," Sam said.

"What is it?" Paulina asked as she stopped and turned to face Sam.

"You constantly make concessions to who you are so you can fit in and be the queen bee every time you put on a piece of clothing or listen to some music because it is in style, as opposed to you actually liking it. My question is, do you even know who you are anymore after making all those concessions?"

Paulina simply smirked at the question, already having an excellent counter argument in mind. "The way I see it, you pretty much do the same thing I do, even if it's for the exact opposite reason. You wear goth clothes and listen to goth music because you want to swim against the current, not because you actually like that stuff. So I have to ask, do you really know who you are?"

Sam just stood open mouthed at what had just been asked of her as Paulina turned and walked away.