Wilkerson's Challenge

Beau DeRosso...

I walk into the classroom. Everyone one is staring at me like I'm the next gazelle for a malnourished lion's feast. I ease into my seat while the teacher goes on about how atoms form the world. Yadda, yadda, yadda, so on and so on.

I know that you may think of me as, "The nicest person in school" and "Who would hate this guy." Well, the only guy who hates me is a bulked guy who thinks he's better than anyone. Yes, he's a bully...Well...from my perspective he is. He looks way too old to be a sophomore, and he has perfectly fiery dirty-blonde hair with sparkly blue eyes. Everyone seems to love him. I don't know why, he just seems so nega-.

"Hey, cock sucker. Where ya been? Sucking cock in the bathroom?" He whispers in the most sexual way, with his cool-mint breath passing my ear.

"Beau, I know that you don't like me, for some weird reason, but you don't have to make the same exact gay joke around me every time I sit by you. I hate sitting here as much as you do. I think you're just mad, because you like me." I respond conflicting his insult.

Beau stands up, and starts pacing towards the teacher. He screams at her to let him go to the library.

She jumps back into her seat, falling back landing on the floor with a loud, Bang!, allowing him to go. I see him walk off with his big meaty hands, fiery blonde hair, and big rounded ears.

...

"Shane? Are you okay?" Asks Jesse.

I quickly snap back into sense, "Oh, yeah. I'm good. Just need to avert my eyes away from him." I tell him while turning my head slowly towards him.

His sparkly brown eyes compliments his wavy brown hair. His jawline is perfect.
...
Am I gay?
...
"Shane? Shane?" Jesse waves his hand at my face.

I snap back into time once again. Jesse is like my brother. He's always there for me and promised to always do so. I whisper to him a very serious question. "Jess, would you do anything different, if I turned out to be gay?"

"Well, are you?" He responds with a questionable look on his face.

"I think I might be, but then again I don't know."

"Oh, well, no. I would not change anything. I'd still be your brother no matter what."

"Okay, cool. I was scared that you'd hate me, since your parents are homophobes. But I promise, I won't pull anything on you, if I turn out that way." I whisper cautiously.

He nudges my shoulder, and points his finger outside. I turn see Beau standing at the window. Making a gesture with his thumb, scraping across his throat. I gulp.

He mouths, See you at lunch, little fuck buddy. And blows me a kiss. My heart drops. Disregarding the kiss

In response, I flick him off.

The bell rings.
Great, time for lunch.