|Mikey|
Hey, my name is Michael, im 18, uhm... im that boy who gets bullied, who cutts, who doesnt have friends much, besides my bestfriend Calum. Calum Hood. Im gay. Everyone knows. So when i came out i said hey, why not dye my hair Pink. And when i did, i got the looks i was hoping for. They all looked shocked. It was hilarious. Until today. When The teacher assigns a new project, with new partners. And hangs the list on the wall when class ends.
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Higgens ; Smiths
Winters ; Hood
Clifford ; Hemmings
Richson ; Irwin
The names on the list didnt matter besides mine. Until i got paired up with him. My own bully! Damnit. How was I supposed to survive this year going unnoticed once again if I got paired up with the one who put me in my misery? Lemme tell you a little about this bully, Luke Hemmings. Upon first glance he may seem so innocent and cute and stuff with his blonde quiff and stunning blue eyes and cute dimples, but once you get on his bad side you are FUCKED for life. Trust me. He has made mine hell since i came out. Calum was supportive and protective but he was also friends with Luke. Not too good for me. If im honest.
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"Michael! hey michael!" it was calum for sure but i wasnt stopping. i rushed out of the school property and ran home. i know he stopped following me as his shouts got quieter. I wasnt going to just tell him about my encounter with Hemmings in English. Write a 420 word poem based on the life of your partner and their feelings. The catch, each student must stay at the others house for at least a week to learn more about the person.
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an hour earlier:
"Class please get with your partners and begin arranging the living arrangements. This project is due in one month. This project will determine your final grade for the semester. I will have no complaints or whinning or swapping of partners! You may begin." No no no i'd rather take an F than do this project with-
"Well well, its your lucky day Clifford... You get to write about how fabulous i am." Hemmings smirks. A few girls behind us giggle and he winks at them... Gross. Well im not gunna lie. He is just like perfect to drool over. But this is the guy who shoves me against lockers and calls me out and is the reason i have no friends no life. The reason i cut.
"Get over yourself yourself hemmings..." i mumble, barely an audible whisper.
"What you say Fag-?" he seems to cringe using the word but it doesnt stop him. The whole class turns to view us.
"Nothing. Can we just get this over with quickly-?" i mumble and look away.
"Why? im planning on enjoying your company for as long as i can. I wonder what kind of wierd shit you do and why your so fucked up!" He laughs and so does the class. The teacher calls us out and sends us to the hallway.
Following us, she begins her stupid talk. As if thats gunna help us at all.
"Now you guys must work together without killing eachother. I chose to put you together because of your different backgrounds. Living eachothers lives should give you both something to think about."
"i want a new partner." I blurt out only to get glared at.
"Why? scared you'll get a boner when im around? i tend to have that effect-"
"Hemmings! watch your mouth. And sorry michael. The list doesnt change. I really hope you dont have any more Issues here." stressing out issues as she glances at ashton. She knows my personal story. Im close to most of the staff. I guess its because im the #1 on the list of outcasts and dont have friends. Calum is quite popular and we've been friends since preschool.
*flashback*
A little boy with blonde hair sat on a bench watching the boys play soccer. He liked the game but the other boys teased him for being chubby and always eatting a ton. the ball rolls over to michael and he picks it up.
Another little boy comes up to michael and asks him if he wants to play. Michael says yes and it began a wonderful friendship even if the other kids didnt like him.
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tbh i dont like many of my stories bc i feel like u guys hate them. But lemme know if this is a good start or.. not. Hate accepted i guess. Bye.
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