The Five Stages of Gayness

Chapter Four - The Dumpster

ALEX

Chapter Four

I sped down the road, trying to push my '67 Chevy Impala to greater speeds. I suppose I couldn't blame the poor car for not matching the capability of a new one. I'd found it on sale at some local garage. The guy was selling a classic car in near-perfect condition for less than 4000$! He must've been insane. It had beem sky blue at the time. I'd had it painted jet black. Of course, the fact that I was an avid Supernatural fan and that this was the protagonist's car didn't influence my choice of vehicle at all. Not in the slightest. And I most definitely did not keep salt and holy water in the trunk in case of a demon or ghost attack. That would be ridiculous.

I was going to be late for class. Again. My alarm had gone off late today. I didn't look quite as immaculate as usual; I had dressed in a hurry.

I pulled up outside the school and hastily got out of the car. I started walking quickly towards to entrance. I wasn't too worried about the football guys today. School had already started.

From behind cars all around me they surged. Just a tidal wave of guys in red football jackets. They surrounded me, but stopped avout seven feet away on every side. Adams and his two cronies, Zach and a skinny guy whose name was Mitch, as I had recently found out, stepped out of the mass. Adams simply smiled evilly.

"Sic' 'im, boys."

Instantly, Zach and Mitch ran up to me and each grabbed one of my arms. I tried to fight back, but they were quite a lot stronger than I was. I kicked and screamed, to no avail. I was dragged against my will across the parking lot, towards the place I hated the most. Adams laughed cruelly behind me as we stopped in front of the large box.

"This is where faggots like you belong..." He paused. "IN THE TRASH!" He yelled as he gave the signal for the guys to lift me up and throw me into the dumpster.

Those guys were strong. I actually flew through the air for a few senconds before abruptly landing in a pile of disgusting-smelling garbage. I could hear them all laughing outside as the flames of my anger burned hotter. Still, I did nothing. I was sure most of the teachers would side with the boys if I retaliated.

I could hear the entirety of the football team walk away, still congratulating themselves on carrying out what was surely God's will. I huffed. Even if there was a God, I'm sure He wouldn't encourage punishing people for no reason like this.

I waited until I was sure they were gone before climbing out of the dumpster and dropping down to the ground. I dusted off the remaining trash before going back to the door. On my way, something made me stop cold. Panic rose as I took in the horrifying sight.

My car was covered in gooey yellow yolks, her sleek body now dripping with stickiness. Her once majestic demeanor was reduced to the object of common teenage frustration.

They had egged my baby.

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