Acceptance - Creek // SP

Hazel eyes

School was extremely boring, it's nice being back home but it's not exactly like I have much to do at home either.

I looked around at my room, the walls and floor both blue and my space and red racer posters covering the walls, my glow in the dark star stickers on my ceiling, slightly illuminating the room.

I could hear my moon clock slowly ticking.

I stood up and started to look at myself in the mirror.

Looking at my few pimples, my blue and yellow braces.

I stare at my big nose, I hate it, I wish I had a small nose.

I start to stare into my own eyes, noticing my pupils slightly changing. I read somewhere online that if you think about someone you love your pupils expand.

Hm.

Bebe.

Nope it went smaller.

Millie?

Still small.

After trying nearly every girl I knew I decided to try the guys I know, not because I'm gay, I just want to try this out.

Clyde?

No difference, still small.

After 5 minutes of looking insane because I was just staring in a mirror, I felt like giving up.

"I've tried nearly every guy and nothing, well not that that's a bad thing, I'm not gay so it doesn't matter" I mutter to myself.

I look down at the floor and look back up at the mirror again, staring myself in the eyes once again.

Tweek?

My pupils got bigger.

No.

No way!

Not happening.

"Hah, no I've been staring in that mirror too long, just my mind playing tricks" I say to myself as I turn away from the mirror.

As I turn back to my bed I hear my mom and dad walk into the living room.

I guess I'll go say hi.

I go downstairs, dragging my hand on the wall, to see my mom putting the groceries in the fridge while my dad flicks through different channels on TV.

"Hey." I say loudly, catching them both by surprise.

"Hi sweetheart, how does chicken wings sound? I'd do more but I am so tired." My mom said whilst yawning.

She always shows her love for me with pet names, while my dad shows me love by buying me food and random things.

Whenever I'm sad, he doesn't exactly talk to me, he'll tell me to cheer up and then hand me a new game and then usually fruit roll ups. He's not exactly amazing at communication, neither am I, we both really struggle so we never talk about things, but we give each other looks as if to say what's wrong.

"Yeah mama, chicken wings sound fine." I say and she turns around to resume putting items in the fridge.

I make my way over to where my dad is sat, he's watching Shrek 2. I sit down next to him and start to watch the movie.

"Where is your sister? I think she'd like this." He says as he turns to me with a smile.

"I think she's in her room, do you want me to get her?" I say not turning away from the TV.

"Oh, no don't disturb her, she might be talking to one of her little friends." He says turning back to the movie.

It's been a few minutes since I started watching this movie and It's already boring.

I decided to just start scrolling on my phone.

I started to read one of those stupid news articles, the kind of ones covered in ads.

One of the ads was a rainbow with bold words saying 'Am I gay?'.

I look over at my mom putting the frozen chicken wings in the oven, then I look to my other side at my dad, he's still watching the movie, laughing at all the awful jokes.

I press on the ad.

What am I doing? 

I'm not gay!

Everything started to slow down as my finger hovered over the first question.

I could no longer hear Shrek and Donkey talking.

Everything stopped.

Even my heart.

Why am I taking this quiz? I don't like guys.

"Hey guys." My sisters voice suddenly took me out of my thoughts, I quickly exited the website before turning around to her.

"Jeez Craig, you look like you've shit yourself, I'm pretty sure Shrek isn't that scary." Tricia said, giving me a weird look.

"Trish, language." My mom said giving my sister a look of disappointment.

"Tricia, do you want to watch this with me?" My dad said giving my sister a warm smile.

"Okay dad!" Tricia said happily.

She started to skip over and kicked my leg, motioning for me to move.

I sigh and get up. "I'm going upstairs." I say while walking towards the stairs.

"Okay sweetie, your food will be done soon."  My mom said smiling at me while fixing her hair.

"Okay mama." I say smiling at her before turning around to go upstairs.

Sat on my bed once again.

Scrolling on my phone.

I think back to that stupid ad I pressed on.

Why did I press on it?

It's not like I like guys.

I've never even admired a guy.

Not even Tweek, with his beautiful hazel eyes, his messy blonde hair, his hair is quite long for a guy but it compliments him so well and his skin looks so soft, even his spots make him look good! He just looks so amazing.

Hm.

Okay that wasn't exactly straight but it's okay for a guy to think another guy looks good, doesn't make me gay.

Does it?

I decide to go on Instagram to distract me from these weird thoughts.

As I scroll a picture of Tweek pops up.

It's him holding a cup of coffee while smiling, the caption talks about how good the coffee is.

He's promoting his parents business.

But he looks so cute.

He looks so happy.

I quickly like the picture and stare at it a little longer.

Holy shit am I gay??

No straight guy admires a guy THIS much.

Fuck.

I quickly go onto google and start to type in the search bar.

'Am I gay test'