So there's this huge dudebro in my class, who, yesterday, sat next to me. And I'm sitting there sweating because like... I'm wearing my shirt with the lesbian flag on it, and he's the most popular jock in school, and always has this look on his face that say 'I can and will kill you, He looks me up and down, stares at me for a minute and then goes, "So. Girls in skirts and long socks, am I right?"
To which I nodded solemnly, both out of agreement, surprise and also a healthy amount of awkward fear. He nodded and went, "You get it."
I said, "Yep." He fistbumped me, and on went our lives.