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I sat there shocked at what Will had said. Could he, my best friend, really had asked mI sat there shocked at what Will had said. Could he, my best friend, really had asked me out on a date? What?
Seeing I wasn't going to say anything, he added, "Remember Cole? My ex?"
I nodded. I remembered Cole. He was Will's last boyfriend, his second boyfriend actually. Cole was the linebacker of our high school's football team.
And Will, being the quarterback, they had quite some time they could spend together. From what Will's told to me about him, he really liked the blondie with the blue eyes.
Unfortunately, the bastard broke up with Will with no warning. Just poof. He never did get a reasoning.
"Well, he just got a new guy. I don't wanna make it seem like I'm still single and haven't moved on. I mean, yeah, I haven't, but he doesn't have to know that. So anyways, since we're best friends, I figured I could ask you go help me with my mission. The jealousy mission." He paused before looking up and meeting my eye. "So... will ya?"
I sighed. How could I possibly turn down my best friend? I mean, sure, this'll sure be different.
I mean, pretend to be in a relationship with your best friend who's a bi guy and you're a gay guy.
I mean, sure, this'll be great. Yes, Will's great and everything anyone could want in a boyfriend. He's smart, good looking, tall, strong, quarterback of the football team cute when he's pouting, has pretty eyes, has a voice that anyone would want to listen to all day, an amazing friend, and, from what the guys and girls he's been with says, a great kisser.
Wait, would I have to kiss Will? Sure, I don't tend to keep myself tamed most the time or keep a steady relationship, but with Will? It's be suspicious if I didn't, huh?
But then again there's the other thing I gotta consider. I already get shit from a few douchebags about being gay. Like the other football dudes.
Not to mention there's a few people who go by the name fangirls who have been shipping us for a while.
I don't know, but I don't like the sound of that. Shipping? What the fucking hell is shipping?
Then again, this was my best friend and you can't exactly say no to those people.
With obvious hesitance, I nodded. Will let out a breath I suppose he had been holding as a grin overtook his face.
What? Did this dumbass seriously think I was gonna turn him down? He wanted to get back with his man so duh I'll help. Well, I'll help if it'll make him happy.
He pumped his fist in the air while leaning his chair back and almost falling to the ground.
I shook my head at his Will-ness while chuckling choosing not to think about the fire in my heart and flip in my stomach.
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Last period sucked since we had to dissect frogs. I mean, who wants to see frog guts? Revolting humans.
Okay I have a thing for animal. Sue me. They're the only thing's that haven't been corrupt by humanity. Well, besides the fact that humans butcher them for their various meats.
Seriously, do people not even see the value of animals? They're all one kind, one species, but there's variations. Like different colors, different behaviours, different everything.
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Teen Fiction//UNDER RECONSTRUCTION SORRY FOR INCONVENIENCE COME BACK SHORTLY// ••••••••• Trent Greene had been through hell on earth more than once. His first boyfriend played him when he was 15, he had found an addiction in pain, alcohol, and cigarettes. He...