The LGBTQIA2+ gang (old)

Meet Emery Blackwell

*I don't know if you guys noticed that so far everyone character is mostly stereotyped but I think you most definitely did. Just to let you guys know this isn't a pure coincidence. I decided that this story would have characters some what stereotyped cause it's a way to laugh at the stereotypes that the society made up even trough you can be who you want to be. Oh don't forget that you guys are allowed to request a certain sexuality or gender identity you'd like to see. You can even help me with what type of character you'd like to see but I'll leave mostly that part to me. Your request may be used in a few weeks cause the next few parts were already planned and also because I only post once a week. Basically now would be a good time to request something. Enjoy!*

"Want one?" Of course he knows me well. "Yeah." I light my cigarette with his lighter. I'm currently outside behind the school's walls cause it's recess time. "Seriously trough why do you always smoke if your a soccer player? Isn't it bad for you?" Aww he's acting as if he cares. How nice. He knows damn well he's not aloud to ask me questions like that. "As if you care." I scoff. "Yo I'm just asking a question not need to get pissed off at me." He raises his hands in defeat. Bruh he thinks he's funny and all while he's really not. "I smoke cause it helps me relax.." "What? Oh? I didn't think you would actually respond to me. Anyways you got some s**t bothering you?" He shows his smile full of mockery. Ugh so annoying. My life is kinda f**ked up cause. Wait, wait I didn't introduce myself, I'm Emery Blackwell, the school's best soccer player. Yeah sounds weird right. Here I am smoking with Ethan the school's typical bad boy. Pathetic right? Yeah I know, he talks to everyone in secret like this. He's not friends with anybody and most definitely not with me but yeah that's him for ya. I'm pretty sure he sells drugs, don't know what's his motto and all but I guess it'll remain a mystery, it's not like I'm interested in knowing that anyway. I know smoking isn't good for me but I can't help it. My team's stressing me out. They want us to win against the best team Littlewood high. It's basically impossible. They count on me to make it happen. Ugh but they don't understand that I have enough on my plate already. I have to try harder to not fail chemistry or else they'll kick me out. I honestly don't want that, so as much as I hate Ethan, I still tolerate him enough to get a pack of smokes from him. The thing is, that nobody should see buy such a thing, they'll kill me if they saw me buying a pack of cigarettes at the convenience store. I don't really want that honestly. On Saturday it's our next big game so yeah I'm kind of stressed out over this, it's in two day godda***t. Ugh, "Yo earth to 'Em?" He flashes his hands in front of my eyes. "Yeah, yeah I just zoomed out and guess what? What is going on in my life is none of your business." "Chill, no sympathy for the guy that leads you cigarettes for free?" "As if." He fakes cry to bring my attention. "That's not gonna work, what's the point in playing the victim?" "Agh you suck Em, really. Do you have someone to f**k with tonight? Cause I'll gladly take the chance at it." "Oh f**k off, how do you know I even do that." "That's a secret." "Alright but yeah I wouldn't want you in bed." I point towards his body." Not gonna lie you're hot and all but I'm not dealing with some whiny b***h." He fakes slaps me on the head. "Hey! I'm not a whiny b***h, I bet that you are trough." "Will you ever stop? But seriously why you asking me this? Are you by any chance horny?" "Maybe~"I push him and let the remaining of my cigarette on the floor. "Then go find someone else." Haha he's so confused. Truth be told, my other technique to relief myself is to f**k someone, wether it's a girl or a boy. I do no strings attached, they know that they can't get anything serious out of me, after all I'm the best soccer player at school. I don't do relationships. After all I'm only 16, a sophomore, why not have my fun till I can't? That's exactly what I'm doing. The bell rings and we head in class. I may be smoking but that doesn't mean I'm necessarily a rebellious teen. Call me anything but not a bad girl cause I'm not. I arrive and sit down on my respective desk. I've noticed recently that Makayla keeps eyeing me, what does she want? Is she trying to plan how to annoy me, cause I don't really like her all that much. Besides the fact that's she's attractive, with her strawberry blond hair there's nothing interesting about her. She's just Makayla the cheerleader, that's dating Maverick. I sigh. She's already staring at me without realizing it. Do I have something on my face? Nah, I don't think so, how annoying, she's looking at me with her intense eyes. Seriously trough what is so interesting on me that she wants to stare at me that much. She hates me what else? Or maybe she's jealous of me. I smile at that thought. That'll boost my ego for sure and my pride. Everyone seats down to starts listening at Ms Samson. All during class she states at me, I even notice that Maverick is not even looking at her, odd. Isn't he her boyfriend? Isn't he supposed to look at her during class? Instead he was looking at Charlie, hm Charlie. Yeah that boy, he's kind of too, anxious for me you know, maybe boring too perhaps? Why would a hot guy like Maverick stare at him, I swear I saw love eyes at some point, wait love eyes?! Is he cheating on her with Charlie? Ew just ew, another drama thing at school. I wonder how the school's gonna feel about that. Besides all of it I've noticed a little the new girl. Weird it doesn't even look like she's tans. If the Mr Washington didn't told us us she was trans I think I would of never have guessed. I wonder how she hides it? She must have fake boobs. Lol. There's something I don't like trough, I glanced to Ethan just to find him staring at her. That's weird, I hope he's not gonna bring her into his bad stuff. She's innocent, for f**k sakes. Poor her, I hope he won't do to much to her but there's a part of me that tells me that for once he might not do his usual shenanigans on her. Hm, why is there so much crush staring in this class today? What have I walked into? Class ends and I'm ready to head out but someone grasps my wrist. "Hey, you forgot this." The unknown person keeps me my bender and then I look at them. Oh, it's Makayla. "Oh yeah thanks gotta go." I walk out of there. Ouff, that would have been awkward talking to her. I don't know what I would have done if she asked me a question about how perfect I am, well she shouldn't she's the one that's perfect not me with her mascara on with some eyeliner and her light pink lipstick. Besides that, her talking to me? Never would have though that would happen, she's too busy, hanging out with her boyfriend and her girl friends. Hehehe If only she knew I'm planing to f**k her step sister best friend, Madison. I wonder how she would feel about that.