I definitely think Gabe is gay. He kept taking long glances at the other boy in the play who seemed telegraphed to be gay (or at the very least effeminate and "artsy"), and he fantasized about the dark-haired white kid when they watched that weird erotic movie when he maybe spent the night at his house. I can't remember that kid's name; he ran after the car to say goodbye to Maya after the post-play dinner.
My boyfriend and I watch this together. He howls laughing through the whole thing. As a former teenage girl, it makes me laugh, but it's so cringy for me because I relate to it too much. I was in middle school in the mid-to-late 1980s. The show definitely nails the complete OBSESSION with boys heterosexual teenage and preteen girls have. It's pretty much all we think about.
I had a friend who lived two houses down from me, and she went to private Christian school (I went to public school). She had a playhouse in her backyard and we plastered the walls with magazine pictures ("Teen Beat", "Bop") of the likes of Kirk Cameron, Michael Jackson🥴, Ricky Martin, and John Stamos. I was about 10 at the time; she was maybe three years older than me. Once I hit middle school the next year, we drifted apart.
My heart just ached for Anna as she navigated her parents' marriage dissolution. My parents split when I was five, and I was used as a psychologist and go-between for their aggression (nothing passive about it) my entire childhood. It's abusive, and a literal child doesn't have the tools to deal with what's happening. Anna's anger and lashing out is natural for children of divorce. The way that was written was spot on.