In my Bible-Belt highschool 'coming out' as we know it is not a option. No one would ever, ever, consider it. Now, that's not to say there aren't somewhat out gay kids. Depening on what group you roll with, you might be able to tell some people. For instance, my Drama & Debate kids are 100% accepting. But, if everyone, or most people even, in knew you were gay... Well, to be honest I'm not sure what would happen. So, lets take it steps at a time.
Let's start off with the Administration. My principal has thrice denied up a GSA over the course of several years, and refused to let us do anything about homophobia in the school newspapers. He doesn't want up 'shoving our lifestyle in his face'.
Next to teachers. One thing is for sure: If teachers in my town were aware of my sexual orientation I would be failing several classes. I'm a good student, straight As, on student council, the debate team but if I were openly gay none of that would matter. I would be a failing student, merely because they don't approve of my 'lifestyle'.
While they don't approve of my views on equality, the do approve of the words 'fag', 'dyke', and 'queer' in the classroom. People are loudly called such epithets, and teachers merely smile and nod. Posters proclaiming that "Drogas son Gayos" (Drugs are gay) line the hallway on Red Ribbon Week.
Worst of all, the students. I'm a pretty popular kid, I know the 'cool' people from student council, the 'smart' kids from my AP classes, the 'weird' kids from Debate, and 'fun' kids from Drama. I get along pretty well with everyone, and there is no cliche clash. Everyone really gets along. And there is one common factor that unites 'us all'. Scarfie. Scarfie is freshman at our school, and no one really knows his name. He shops at Bananna Republic and wears a scarf. That, and people think he's gay. Is he? Probably not. But that's not important. He appears gay. He spends time on his appearence, and paints his nails clear. That's what matters.
Hatred of Scarfie unites the entire school daily, he walks to get in the lunch line chicken nuggets come flying from all corners of the cafeteria. People scream 'fag' and 'queer' as if they were an expected salutation. No amount of pleeding with the teachers and principal will do any good.
I live in a small town in Oklahoma. That my school climate.