I walked into math class, boring as usual. I sat in the standing desk to avoid contact with the gay girl. She says that she's not a girl, but whatever.
"Hey Carter, what's up. "
I look over. It's him.
"Oh hey dude! What's up."After talking for a while I started to get distracted. His eyes. I can't get over them. They drive me crazy. If only I could get over this feeling.
I'm in deep love with him. Ever since we kissed on Friday, I can't stop thinking about him.
They gay kid came up to me. She said some shit and I responded how any Republican should in the situation.
"Shut up you think you can choose your gender." I smirk, probably the smartest response I have come up with yet.
"Shut your bitch ass up. You think you can go around saying that. Go suck off Cole in the bathroom. " She exclaimed.
I shiver. How does she know? How could she know I love him. No. Impossible. I have hid my homosexual feelings very well. Or... Have I?
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Denial
Storie d'amoreThis story is about the homophobic boys in my class. Love story between them bc some of them are clearly fruity.