I've come to the final conclusion that I'm definitely gay. And I hate it. I think it's not natural, and from what I've been told, homosexuals want to do nothing but make the world gay. That's not really what I want to do, but I still think it's weird that some boys like boys and some girls like girls. It's just really un natural and weird.
+ + +
"Um, so this is our project, and it's about gay pride!" Mason said, holding up a rainbow canvas.
I heard Tessa scoff from the other side of the room.
Alex took a rainbow flag from a little cardboard box, and stuck it into a little hole in the canvas, before taking another piece of paper and gluing it onto the other side of one of the balloons that they had out.
After they'd presented, it was my turn. I'd done a ring of fire and a few dragons and horses. It wasn't as exciting as everyone elses, but I still got a few votes.
+ + +
I was in science, and a man with a suit and a tie came in. He tapped me on the shoulder and asked if I could go outside with him, to have a little chat.
Once we were outside, he said to me:
"Tessa told me that.. you touched her.. um, what was the word she used? Oh, yes. You touched her uh, her 'cat' and said you weren't gay. I don't know what a cat is. I mean I do! I just- what's a cat?"
I rolled my eyes. "That's not true. A cat is a um.. uh, a downstairs part, by the way. But no, I didn't do that, if that's what you're asking." he nodded.
"Yes, and what's a downstairs part?" he asked.
"Ugh." I scoffed. "It's a v-"
+ + +
As soon as I got to art, I marched up to Tessa, furious.
"Did you fucking tell the guidance counselor that I sexually harrassed you?" I shouted. I made sure nobody was in the room first, of course.
She cocked her head. "Hmm, you're going to need to be more specific." she said.
"You told the guidance counselor that I touched you.. on your.. p- groin." I said sternly. "I know you have a problem with me, but just stop." I walked off.
+ + +
I didn't have much to do, that day, and I was quite bored at lunch.
When I got home, Luke was having an allergic reaction to something.
"Woah! Lukey! You good?" I put Luke on the couch and took his EpiPen, injecting it into him, or however EpiPens work.
Luke sat up, gasping.
"You fucking tried to kill me!" he shouted at me.
"Hey! Don't talk like that!" I shouted back at him.
"I'll fucking do what I want!" Luke yelled louder.
Then, we had a little 'fuck fight'. At least that's what Luke called it.
+ + +
That night, I was laying in bed, crying.
I felt so guilty and embarrassed that I was gay. I hate being gay. I need to make myself straight, somehow. I have to make myself straight. I have to.
I'm going to turn straight.
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I Couldn't Care Less || LTLGB
Teen Fiction"Homosexuality's a sin, you know. You're going to hell for that." she said cunningly, as if she thought it would make a difference. "Oh yeah?" I say, smiling. "Well guess what, little bitch? I couldn't care less.."
