I'm Not Gay {BoyxBoy}

They call him "The King"

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They call him "The King"

So I strutted down the hallway. My hands were in my pocket and a lolly pop stick stuck from my mouth in a cool like manner, I think. I don’t know what kind of look I had on my face but people made sure to stay clear because when I bite, I bite hard. To put it simple, I’m super extra pissed today. Taylor Mass decided it was it a good idea to  pick me up and kiss me in front of my whole chem class,  I got asked out by some freshman and my drama teacher thought it was a good idea to sign me up to play Juliani  for our  gay school fall play, Romano and Juliani. It’s like people were put on this planet to piss me right the hell off.

And it doesn’t end there.

My lolly pop basically falls from my mouth and I watch it in slow mo as it dramatically hits the dirty ground. I try and hold back the tears because that was my last favorite flavor.  Eff  my life.

“Move” I spit out at Sean Grey  and his sluts. They think it’s funny to hang out next to my locker and wait until I show up so they can pick on me.  One of them, Tyler, gives me a hateful look. Ever since the day Sean kissed me when I first moved here, he has sworn to get his revenge. Whatever the hell that means.

Sean smirks and pulls a candy from his pocket and tosses it at me. I move as if it’ll burn. Douche. He knows I like caramel.  I sadly stare at the candy on the ground.  I glare at Sean Grey. Jerk. Why does he have to smell so good every single day? I don’t know if it’s ax or something else but it smells heavenly. It’s like he wants me to hate him even more for smelling so damn good.

“Hey cutie!” Dav, one of Sean’s friends grins and blows a kiss at me. Sean refers to him as a “twink.” There are several types of people in this god forsaken school; those who are twinks, bears, jocks, geeks, the lesbians (which is basically the whole female population) and of course the normal people, me.

They step aside and let me get to my locker. I only have one more hour until I can finally leave and breathe freely. It’s like I can’t even concentrate because I’m afraid I’m going to be hit on or molested by people like Sean any minute.

I glare at my Algebra book and slam my locker shut and then turn to walk away. I hear Sean say “see you guys later” and hear him follow me.  I pick up the pace, he picks up his. I start to run, he starts to chase me.  I turn around and shout “what!”

He steps back and puts his hand up in defense.  “Whoa, calm your tits, Conny. I just wanted to tell you about my party tonight.”

“No.” I said before turning.  He grabs my arm and turns me around. “It’ll be fun, Con Con.”  I hold back the upcoming vomit. Con Con?  Now that’s low.  I begin to quicken my pace. I have better things to do then get molested at Sean Grey’s party.  He continues to follow me.

“Homework.”

“Do it before.”

“Studying.”

“You don’t study.”

“Baby sitting.”

“Would you just stop making excuses, Conny?”

“Lemme alone.”

He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I kick him and shout but it’s like an ant trying to fight off a boot. It just doesn’t make sense.  Damn Sean and his athletic and toned body. If I wasn’t so thin, I bet I could take him on.  “I’ll freaking kill you! Put me down now!”

Sean shakes his head. “Tsk, tsk, so violent. It’s as if you really don’t like me at all, Con.” He chuckles.  He carries me through the school.  Most students ignore my cry for help and teachers just wave as we walk by. When he finally stops and puts me down, I take that opportunity to punch him. I think it hurts my fist more than it hurts him…

“Just calm down and be a good boy, Con, and I’ll give you poptarts.”

Before I can ask what kind, he opens the door and drags me in. We walk into an empty classroom. Room 507. It’s the only room in the school or state that still uses a chalk board.  The room is pretty dull and the only thing that probably adds anything to it is Adam Kingston Grey, Sean’s older brother and the kitten he’s nursing.

“Hey bro.”

Adam silently looks Sean and stares back at the random kitten.  It’s pretty clear which brother I prefer. The one that doesn’t say anything verses the one that says too much and hits on me. I think Adam and I are the only real normal people in the school.

“Hi.” Adam says at his kitten.

“Don’t mind him, Con.” Sean says while picking up the kitten from Adam. “His life goal is to say about ten words a day.”

“No it isn’t.”

“That’s five. Only five more, bro.”

“Shut it, Sean.”

Yeah, Sean is defiantly the annoying one.  Adam looks at me and nods, I nod back. That’s how real men say hello. They don’t giggle and hug you passionately like Sean does to me.  I decide to stay a bit longer because I’m curious about the kitten.  And it’s cute.

“What’s with the cat?”

“Her name is Delilah. “ Adam says while stroking the kitten. I see why the guys at school go crazy over this guy. I would too if I was gay. Everyone calls him “The King.” Get it? It’s because his middle name is Kingston. Yeah, I think it’s lame too. Anyway, Adam is pretty good looking for a guy.  His hair is a lighter shade of brown than Sean’s. His eyes are bluer and he’s much more built and athletic.  It pisses me off how good looking the Grey brothers are.  Why was I born with the lack of desire to work out and the inability to tan?

“If you’re done checking out my brother, you can leave, Conny.” Sean says. I turn to glare at him. He gives me a devilish smirk.  “Just kidding, I know you only love me.”  I give Sean the finger and stomp away, receiving back a “maybe later but I told you I don’t bottom and don’t forget about my party tonight.”

Ugh, Sean Gray is the king of douches but his older brother isn’t half bad.