Salvation BoyxBoy (Under Major Editing)

High School Drama

I've decided to use Logan Lerman as Levi.

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I also realise that there will be mistakes in grammar, spelling and stuff like that, I am I editing Salvation; however if you see anything feel free to comment and I'll right them!

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I sighed as I picked my books from the floor and listened to the sniggering groups that passed by; it happened from time to time, maybe once or twice a week, but still, I never grown quite use to it. I wasn't very popular at school, in fact, I was pretty much the least popular guy at this damn school, I didn't have a friend here and no one bothered to try to be my friend I was often alone, at school, at home, everywhere. I know sounds like a whole bunch of crap, but to be honest, it was true.

I felt a few tears brimming and quickly blinked them away while continuing to pick up my fallen things that a group of popular kids knocked out of my arms. I felt horrible, every day was like this and I was sick and tired of it. But I stayed anyway, I knew that education was important and was worth all of this; plus I wanted to make my mother and father proud. I sucked in some air as I thought about my mother. I didn't know her, I didn't know her at all, she had died while giving birth to me. All I had were pictures of her, just pictures and tiny bits of information from other relatives that I occasionally saw. From what I heard she was always nice and sweet, while my dad was the complete opposite of what he is now before my mum died. It was painful for me and my relatives whenever it was brought up that I look just like her, I had her piercing blue eyes, her soft lips, her dark brown hair, her v-shaped face and her pale skin. I continued to blink away the tears and reached for the very last book on the floor. Right when I placed my finger tips on it another person's hand picked it up.

"This yours?" A manly voice said which I heard so many times from afar. My eyes went up to his face and I gasped a little; there he was, my ultimate crush since the beginning of my freshman year-I'm a senior now-Ray Matelli. He was tall with a light tan and a slight 5 o'clock shadow. He had broad shoulder and pecs with dark chocolate brown eyes and dark brown hair. Years of a combination of track, football, and swimming molded his body to perfection, to me, he seemed like he walked out of some underwear ad; maybe Calvin Klein.

"Oh, thank you," I said softly while taking the book from him. I didn't want to look in his eyes. I felt so inferior and tiny compared to him.

"You ok?" he said quizzically.

"Yeah, thanks again," I replied and rushed off with my eyes still on the ground. As you can see, I wasn't very social I found it difficult to make friends and open up to people and well I'm not like most people, yeah I'm gay, blah blah blah. Known since I was 14 and had no experience what so ever when it came to relationships.

As I rode the metro bus home down the busy streets of Boston, Massachusetts, I feared what awaited me at home, wondering what will happen this time. The bus dropped me off at my stop, where I walked the rest of the way home with the cold wind whipping at my face and an armful of books to carry to top it all off. When I finally reached the door to my home I looked at the door handle, wondering whether it's best to stay out here or go somewhere else and not come home for a while. I didn't know where to go, I didn't feel like walking around for a few hours but I didn't want to go inside want to go inside as well. I decided it was best to just get it over with and turned the door handle and stepped inside, the TV was blaring and my dad was slouching on the couch with a cold beer in hand and the remote in the other.

"Hi dad," I said quietly.

"Shut up queer!" he barked and keeping his eyes glued to the TV he threw the remote at me, I dodged it and run towards the stairs to the safety of my room where I could find peace. I closed the door behind me and leaned back against it with a heavy sigh.

"I wish he hadn't found out I was gay," I mumbled to myself while letting tears drip down my cheek. He had found a few magazines of mine last year and had been treating me even worse than before he found out. He absolutely despised me, blaming me for the death of my mother and he beats me at least 4 times a week, especially when he's drunk. I went to my bed and stared at the picture of my mother that stood on my night stand. I grabbed it and inspected it closely, wishing she was here now, she would make it all better. I let out another heavy sigh and began getting ready to go to work, only stopping to make dinner but remembering we had leftovers.

"You're gonna have to live on that tonight dad," I mumbled to myself. I cooked, cleaned, worked, as well sometimes paid the bills and also fixed up whatever needed to be fixed around the house. While all my dad does is work, buy liquor, food for himself only and pay most of the bills. The rest was on my shoulders, I padded down the stairs and quickly rushed out the door.

"Bye dad," I said before closing the door. He didn't reply. I didn't know why I always said hi or bye. He didn't care, he either replied with an insult or just ignored me. I got out my bike and started pedaling away to my job; I worked at Walmart which really wasn't that bad seeing as you get discounts, some benefits, plus the place was actually clean.
When I got there, I punched myself in, clipped my name tag on with my name Levi on it. Yup, my name is Levi Colligan, and I was no stud, I was very thin and had a small frame, but biking and walking toned me out, but I was still skinny and very frail and innocent, in my own opinion that is but I never asked anyone how I looked like to them. I immediately began shelving items or doing whatever needed to be done. Occasionally I helped out customers at finding something that was either non-existent or right there in front of them. I was restocking some shelves when I felt a light tap on the shoulder. I turned and came face to face with an old lady.

"Excuse me dear," she said sweetly. She was around 70 something or so, but she seemed really nice.

"How may I help you," I said softly with a smile. She grinned back and pointed up on the shelf.

"Can you get that for me please dear?" she asked shyly.

Now I wasn't the tallest person in the world, only around 5'4, but this lady, she looked like she was only 5 feet so I reached up and took the box and hand it to her.

"Here ya go," I said happily.

"Oh bless your heart," she said and beamed broadly and slowly walked off.

"Talk about your stereotypical grandma," I said and went back to work.

I worked till 11 at night without taking a break; I punched myself out and biked my way home to an empty house. Most likely my dad was went to a friend's house or some bar, either way he was wasted by the time he got home. I went into the kitchen and clicked on the light and went to the fridge. There was barely any food left! When I was finished I went upstairs and began on my homework. While working I stopped to take a few breaks and look at my room. There wasn't a lot, but a few things I collected over the years. I had a bookshelf with at least a hundred books-yes I'm a book worm-a laptop, a drawer with some clothes, various models of planes, cars, boats, a basket full of yarn for knitting (don't laugh its useful!) and a small TV. I had internet, though it wasn't mine, I was using the neighbors internet I know that its illegal but I can't get the internet myself so I had to use the neighbors. I leaned back in my chair and sighed, I was wearing a
black t-shirt and flannel pants. I got up and went into the shower, after I had finished I felt too tried to finish the rest of my homework so I slipped back into my clothes, clicked off the light, and snuggled under the covers with a blanket I knitted to keep out the cold. I laid there and stared at the picture of my mother. I let out a long sigh.

"Good night mom," I whispered and slowly drifted off to sleep. All of a sudden, I was awakened by my door bursting open.

"LEVI!!!!!!!" I heard my dad roar.

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