Seriously, I'm not Gay

Chapter 1: Jackson

"And then you banged her!" Dylan says, smirking.

"No! Then I took her to the park." I roll my eyes.

"Where you banged her!"

"Yes Dylan, where I banged her."

"Really?" His face lights up and his hand raises for a high-five.

"No." I laugh, high-fiving his waiting hand anyway. Dylan scowls at me, but I just grab his arm and pull him along to our next class. We're going to be late if we don't hurry, but Dylan has never cared about attendance. in fact, I'm pretty sure If I wasn't here to drag him to his classes, he would have flunked out of high school freshman year.

"Jackson, you have to get laid before tonight or God knows how long it will be until you can get some!" Dylan says, falling into step with me and giving me a 'meaningful' look. I roll my eyes and keep walking.

"Thanks for your concern dude, but my mate is going to want to get it on within days!" I say, giving Dylan a wild smirk. Truth be told, I'm more nervous about meeting my mate than I'm letting on, but I would never let Dylan know that. He's not exactly the touchy-feely type.

"Your right! a couple of days and she'll be done for." Dylan says, smirking right back at me. he gives me a conspiratorial look.

"...Unless it's McKenzie Bailey! Then it would only be a matter of hours!" Dylan shouts, looking straight ahead at the small blond walking in front of us.

"Not cool bro!" I say, hitting him square in the stomach. Kenzie may be a hoe, but she is in our pack. And packs are suppose to stick together.

The blond in front of us stops and turns around to face us.

"Did I hear my name boys?" She asks loudly, a large smile taking over her features.

"Naw Kenz! I just wanted to see if you were eavesdropping. Apparently you were! Rude!" Dylan says with a straight face.

Kenzie blinks at him and Dylan breaks out laughing, running to catch up with her and slinging an arm over her shoulders. He turns his head back and winks at me, a huge smirk on his face.

I sigh at my over dramatic best friend, wishing slightly he could keep it in his pants for more than an hour. Dylan walks ahead with Kenzie so I walk by myself for a couple minutes, thinking of Rachel, the girl I took to the park. It was super fun to be around her and she actually really wanted to have sex with me... But I said no. I just don't want there to be any reason for my mate to reject me, so I haven't had sex in months.

yes, its been absolute torture in every possible way.  But whenever I think about my beautiful mate to come, I know its worth it. She is probably at school right now too, her long hair brushing her papers and her piercing eyes looking around the room, wondering who her mate could be. I sigh, knowing I'm a helpless romantic when it comes to Her-I've been this way since I was just a pup, learning about mates for the first time.

i keep thinking about my mate until Dylan sprints back towards me, having just dropped Kenzie off at her class. He looks at my expression with a confused face, tilting his head in a wolf like manner. I shake my head and he nods, slapping my shoulder.

"Scratch that, Kenzie would be less than an hour."

"You're the worst!" I roll my eyes at him as I playfully push him into the wall. He actually hits the wall a little harder than I expected. I cringe, knowing I always forget how strong I am. I'm kind of a giant, at 6'6 with a wide set shoulders and nice muscle mass from football and the gym. Everyone at school calls me 'the beast', a ironically fitting nickname.

"And you're the best," Dylan says once he separates himself from the wall, looking at me mischievously, "At not getting laid." he says loudly, running to our next class. Everybody in the hallway looks at me and I sprint after him, holding back a laugh. Dylan crosses the threshold of chemistry with me on his tail; I give him a push towards his desk and he stumbles a second and looks back at me smirking.