THIS STORY IS IN ALL OF BLAKE'S POV
Portland Highschool in a Franklin County, Missouri. Here, everyone knows everyone. People are judged off of what everyone is because being different isn't excepted. Though Gabriel Fenton won't get that through his thick skull. I give credit to that kid though, he goes through a bitch ton of shit and homophobic slander and he had made it through so props to him I guess.
And me, Blake Robins. Nothing is really me. Well except the sex with 10 girls in one autumn, strawberry flavored juul, and monster drinks. Hiding the fact that your into guys instead of girls is the big problem. Never tried it but the girls never seem to hit right. There's Gabriel Fenton, the only other gay guy in the county who's out at least, and pretty cute if I do say so myself. If you had known me for as long as some of the guys on the boxing team, I don't like change, never have, never will. That's why I'm planning on getting over this Gay guy and moving on with my life. "Satisfy everyone and you'll make it big" my mother always told me when I was younger. She would tell me how gays were in the wrong and it's just a choice, that God is the only person who is to judge you yet at the same time, she would silently and vocally judge other people too. She would say that gays were sins and are damned to hell and read Bible verses that say that it is, but what if I don't believe that. She takes me to church, telling me to sit up straight and pray but she's only been like that since dad left. I wouldn't really know since I was to young to remember but that's what my uncle always said. I've always wondered if gay people are born that way or decide to choose or if if it's my mind I'm beginning to loose. Because Im looked at in the middle if I believe in the Bible or look like a sell out if I don't yell at gays in the next town revival. It's hard to be who you are when you are told your someone else without them even knowing.
The bell rings and snaps me out of my thoughts. Oh yeah I'm in homeroom. I walk to my first class, gym. I have it with the cute boy Gabriel so that's a win. The loose is that I have it with half of the boxing team, Jason, Aiden, and Darren. Yes they may be my guys but also the most unsupprting of the gay community which is a bummer and they also hurt sweet little Gabriel. Technically we aren't friends but that's going to change. As I walk in the locker room, there are the guys changing and Gabriel taking his shirt off, almost in slow motion with the slow music behind it. Damn, he looks pretty perfect. Abs not too defined and hair created in the perfect wiff. I catch myself staring as I place my stuff down near the lockers and start changing. As I graze my eyes around the room, I catch Gabriel checking me out. I smile, wink, and turn around just as he is blushing hard. Adorable really. Come on Blake, snap out of it.
The gym class is full of different dance and workout videos from Beyonce to Nicki Minaj you name it it's there. Another gym class is over.
