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That morning, I was sleeping in my bed when I heard my mom yelling my name " ASH!"

I woke up and turned to see that my alarm clock said 6:30. I yawned and yelled to my mom, "I'm up, I'm up". I got up and went to my closet to pick my outfit for the day. I looked through my closet for a shirt to wear. " This is good," I said and pulled out my Nirvana shirt. " Now for the pants." I went to my dresser and pulled out my favorite ripped jeans, then I grabbed a towel and hopped in the shower.

After I showered I went downstairs for breakfast only to see that I didn't have time for breakfast so I grabbed a donut from the donut box then ran upstairs and put on my shoes. I put on my accessories and grabbed my backpack. " Bye mom," I said, went out the door, and walked to school.

While I was walking to school I was thinking about the kids at school. There is a group of kids that think that I'm gay. I found out about this when my best friend Ivy told me the rumors. It was pretty obvious that people thought that because people ask me if I'm gay or do I like boys a couple of times a day. After a few minutes I was at the school and I walked in. I was walking to my locker and suddenly someone poked me, I turned around and it was Dexter.

" What's up Asher?" Dexter said.

" Hi," I responded and opened my locker.

Dexter said, " Hey Asher, can I ask you something?"

I grabbed my stuff and closed my locker, and turned to him " yeah sure what's up?"

" ummmmm," he said with a little bit of stuttering. "Can you help with my locker?" "I can't get it open hehe".

Confused, I walked over to his locker, banged twice on the bottom and it opened. " There you go," I said with a smile


 " Thanks," he said with a smile.

" well, I gotta go to class so see you later", I said then I walked down the hallway and up the stairs to my ap class. Pretty soon it was lunchtime and I went downstairs to my locker. After I put my stuff in my locker I closed it and went to the lunchroom to grab my lunch. While I was in line, I heard a familiar voice saying " ASH!" I was looking around to see who it was and it was Ivy running towards me. " Ivy, come here get in line with me".

She waddled in line and gave me a hug and said " so how's my most favorite person in the whole world?"

I looked at her and said, " I'm ok how about you?"

she grabbed my shoulder and shook me, and said I'm obviously good duh".

After I got my lunch I told ivy " I'm going outside to eat at the picnic tables ". she agreed and followed me.

After lunch, I went to my locker to get my stuff. It was time for history class and I didn't really like that class but I went anyway.

" all right class now I'm going to pass out your tests and I want it to be quiet," my history teacher said.

After I got my test I started to work on it and it was really easy and then I hit a question that was hard ( where did Harriet Tubman die) I was thinking really hard then finally I remembered it was in auburn, new york. Shortly after that, I was done with my test and I went to turn it in. after about 20 minutes the teacher collected tests.

" and remember class your expectations homework is due tomorrow morning". I already got it done so i didn't have to worry about that, so i reached under my desk for my book, and right when i started reading RINGGGGGGGGGGGGG the bell rang it startled me which was embarrassing because there's nothing i hate more than the attention being on me. So I grabbed my stuff and went to my next and last class of the day writing class. While I was on my way there someone came up to me and asked me the daily question

" Are you gay?"

I shook my head and said " well... I don't know"

Then I turned around and walked into my writing class. I went to my seat and sat down. One of the best things about my writing class is that my best friend ivy is in it.

"Good afternoon class," Mrs. Wilson said as she took a drink of her water.

" Today we are going to be finishing up our stories,"

I raised my hand to ask a question because I was done with my story and I wanted to know what I should do,

" Mrs. Wilson ?" I said with confidence.

" yes asher?" she said

" Erm, I'm done with my story and I was wondering what to do when I'm done?"

She looked at me and said

" if you are done you may either read a book or play a computer game". She said while grading papers

" ok, "I said, I reached under my desk for my book and turned to the page I was last on. The book I was reading was quite interesting it was about a girl who lost both of her parents and lived with her aunt and uncle and he went to a magic school. About 20 minutes later I was done with my book and just in time to because we had 2 minutes until the bell rang. While I was getting my stuff together a pair of boys came up to me.


 " Hey Ash so are the rumors true are you gay?" they asked me

"Yeah ash are you gay, you sure do look like a gay boy"

Frustrated I said, "it's none of your business" and like that more people came up to me to ask the question.

"Are you a faggot?"

" do you like boys or girls?"

The anxiety started building up and I felt stuck, then suddenly something clicked I am gay, I like feminine things, I have a crush on dexter I finally found out what's been holding me back.

I was ready to tell them, I hopped up on the table and yelled to everyone

" EVERONE I JUST WANT YOU ALL TO KNOW THAT YES I AM GAY, THERE DID THAT ANSWER YOUR STUPID QUESTION," I said with anger

Everyone went silent, and I jumped off the table and grabbed my stuff, and left the classroom and on the way out I slammed the door. It felt good to get that out but also I panicked cause now I could get bullied and I think that would finish me. When I got downstairs the bell rang and school was out I went to my locker and got my stuff and ran out of there. On the way back home I felt like I just let a big boulder off my shoulder and I was glad that I'm not just there standing still~

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⏰ Last updated: May 21, 2022 ⏰

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