Mask

4

Reid

"Okay. All of your furniture is in. Now you just need to put up your posters and things. You good?" Dad asked.

"Yup," I replied. I looked around my much larger room, thinking I probably should've decorated before setting the furniture up, since I now had to reach over things to do so, and that sounded tiring. And like something I would put off doing for a good three months, possibly more.

"Right then. I'll be downstairs if you need me."

I gave a thumbs up and laid down on my bed. I got out of school that day to move in, so that was an upside of being absolutely exhausted. When it was about 8:00pm, I got on Animal Crossing. It's an escape for me, an escape where everything is perfect and living creatures that aren't humans talk. And try to get you to buy things from them. Wow. My villagers are a lot more selfish than I thought.

Running around my island, I gardened a little, cleaned up, and changed my avatar after realizing it didn't really look like me. It had blond hair, brown eyes, and pale skin. I also realized that it looked like Robber. Whoops.

I switched it to having shorter and messy dark brown hair, blue eyes, and darker skin. I was hoping you could make the eyes two different colors so it would be more realistic since I have sectoral heterochromia, meaning one eye is fully brown and the other is mostly brown with a section of blue. I also hoped you could give your character earrings, for my two piercings on each ear. I'm still surprised my parents let me do that, they don't let me do my own laundry.

An hour passed, and I stopped with my game for the night. I was on my phone when I saw movement from the opposite house window. I glanced over, and stared in shock at who I saw.

Flynn Roberts.

Shit.

He's my fucking neighbor?!

A very shirtless fucking neighbor...

That's hot.

Why in the actual hell did I just think that was hot?

I need therapy.

Or sleep.

Or both.

But I see him shirtless all the time in the locker room. Why am I only now thinking it's attractive?

Because I'm too focused on the other guys to notice him, because I'm trying to ignore him.

Wait, if I'm staring at guy's half-naked bodies and enjoying myself, am I gay?

Probably.

I don't care. It's not like I can choose. If I am gay, then I am gay.

But I like girls too...

Well, if I'm bisexual, then I'm bisexual.

Reid Gabriel Voland, get back on track.

My mortal enemy is my fucking neighbor.

Not neighbor, but fucking neighbor.

I'm so completely and entirely screwed.

Hold up, is he looking at me?

Hold up, was I looking at him?

Shittttttt shit shit shit shit shit.

Robber raised an eyebrow at me. I awkwardly waved in response. He visibly rolled his eyes, and laid down on his bed. I noticed one thing though; his curtains were still open. Does he just keep his curtains open at all hours of the night? Because that's a fantastic idea. Clowns could see you and murder you in your sleep, dumbass.