'I'm Not Gay, Rowley' - A Wimpy Kid Story

I. NEED. STITCHES.

Hey!!!!!!! I'm back with another chapter, but before reading it please listen to my favourote song by daddy Shawn Mendes, 'Stitches' uwu <3 :)))

Calculus is boring, but I suppose. It's a new year, and a new me. We will also sit our SATs soon so I need to study more and pay attention. I hear a laugh from down the corridor, one I would recognize anywhere - Rowley. But, why is he laughing? He used to only ever find me that funny... he turned the corner into the room, 5 minutes late, blushing heavily while playing with his hair, giggling with some new kid.

After a brief scolding from Mr. Binns, they both take seats right in front of the class, right in front of me. Despite the exterior threat of detention from Sir, they continue to speak in hushed tones - the Rowley I knew would never do that. I guess weave both changed.....

A grueling hour passes of awful math and watching the two idiots stupidly talk, but then on the way out I finally catch the boy's name. FREGLEY?!?!?!?!?!? I'd heard a rumor he'd had a glow up, but I didn't realize it would be this dramatic. He was taller than me. Which pissed me off. I was one of the tallest people in school so any competition in the high jump was not warranted. Before I leave, I quickly see this dweeb slip a piece of paper into MY best friend's back pocket.

ROWLEY'S POV

After feeling Fregley touch my backside I was beyond flustered, and almost forget to see what he put in there. I watch him walk away, and can't believe how much he has changed since the last time I saw him. His once skinny, scrawny body had turned into that of an adonis. Almost enough to rival my Greg.....well, I guess he's not my  Greg anymore. He had gotten a perm, and his hair was a dark, chestnut brown that shone when the sun hit it. The boy was about 3 feet taller than he was before summer, so kind, and so interested in me... he wanted to know all about my cartoon, 'zoo wee mama', and all about my thrilling adventures at fat camp.

I finally look into my ass pocket to find some paper with a phone number attached, and the words are painstakingly written below - you wanna see my secret freckle ;)

I feel my heart skip a beat, maybe it won't be so hard getting over my best friend after all...

Through my time with Fregley had left me glowing both inside and out, I can't help the twinge of pain I feel at Holly climbing into Greg's car for them to share a long, wet, passionate kiss.

GREG POV

I was already in a bad enough mood before I saw Holly waiting for me outside of calculus. She's always so clingy, I never minded spending this much time with Rowley though, before he turned gay. She's hot though, all my friends are jealous because she has a bangin' body.

But she's not as kind, or funny as Rowley though...WHY AM I STILL THINKING ABOUT HIM? But when my hot girlfriend starts kissing me, how could I refuse? My troubles seem to melt away...

FREGLEY'S POV

I see the sexy Rowley strutting off, and my only thought is... he will be mine.