There has only been four moments in my life where a girl has tried to make a move on me: 4th grade, 6th grade, 10th grade, and the summer before I started 11th grade; and even though I wasn't fully in tune with my sexual orientation at those points, I still felt uncomfortable. For the first three girls, I just remember laughing it off and not saying anything that would lead them to believe that I took them seriously or wanted to be with them. For the last girl, I was still in the closet and felt the pressure from all of my friends getting into relationships, so I ended up dating her. I hung in there for three weeks, and then left her for a guy

If a girl were to say something like that to me today, I would do my best to be upfront about being gay.