gay men (dingus x franklin)

Chapter 1 - Jealousy

Huh... first day of school...
I was nervous... I didn't want to have to face... him
Dingus...
We used to be best friends......
He ditched me for 'popularity'....
I can't help but to miss him.....
I was so lost in thought that I hadn't realised the time. I quickly got ready and left for school. I was wearing a mediocre outfit, just my favourite shirt (it has a low resolution image of a Bulbasaur on it) and a pair of jeans. I also made sure to put the bloody tissue my mother gave me before she died tragically in a car accident in my pocket to keep it safe.
I grabbed my backpack and sat outside on the stairs of the front porch waiting patiently for the bus to arrive. "I hope dingus isn't on that bus..." I thought to myself.
I saw the bus from the corner of my eye driving towards my house. I stood up and waited for it. As the bus drove, closer and closer I felt the anxiety within me grow...
A drop of nervous sweat rolled down my forehead as the massive, bright yellow bus came to a slow stop in front of me. As I stepped on it I carefully observed my surroundings, It was just like any other bus I have ever seen before. I knew some people from last year, some of my old friends... I suppose I didn't really have any left now... after...
I'm not going to get into it...
My eyes cautiously darted around the bus interior, searching for Dingus. Every step I took closer to the back, the more relief I felt. Maybe he wasn't on my bus after all..
And, coincidentally that is when I saw him. I pretended not to notice, I walked right past him, resisting the urge to look at him. I however saw from the corner of my eye that he was sitting with someone, a girl...
A pretty one too, she had straight, silky blonde hair that went down to her lower back. Big pale green eyes, they almost seemed to illuminate in the light seeping in through the bus window she was leaning against. I felt a pang of jealousy, for some reason...
I hated Dingus now... I was sure of it...
Besides, he was never interested in girls, not like that...
I sat in the only empty seat remaining, the one right behind them. I was sat in the aisle seat besides a boy with dark curly hair and a pair of flimsy looking glasses, barely being hold together by a few pieces of tape. There was a massive crack going across the right lens, I wondered if his glasses really aided his vision, as they were intended to, or made it worse. I tried not to look at Dingus and that girl in front of us through the gaps in the seats. Instead I attempted to converse with my potential new classmates.
"Uh... hello." I said nervously, I've never been good at socialising...
"Hello?" The boy replied, sounding awfully skeptical.
"Are you knew here? What's your name?" I said, attempting a welcoming tone, however achieving a somewhat degrading sounding one. I hope he didn't take that the wrong way.
"Yeah.. I'm. Ihopeyoudieinafireihateyouwitheverycellofmybody." He replied, sounding almost perplexed as to why I was talking to him.
"Hello Thom west, I'm Franklin" I replied, as if I was oblivious to his lack of interest in this conversation.
"Uh... ok?" He replied, before looking out the window with a nonchalant face , filled with boredom.
I decided to give up on him for now.
Though I tried to resist it, I decided to lean sideways so to peek through the space between the two seats in front of me to catch a glimpse of Dingus and that girl.
My heart sank... they were sitting very, very close. He had his arm wrapped around her...
I acted as though I couldn't care less, though I felt the opposite.
Mixed feelings of envy, desire and resentment grew inside me the longer I stared at them.
I had to remind myself of my dislike for Dingus..
I thought back on all the bad things he's done; though it didn't help...
His beautiful, pale grey eyes and the specks of green and gold within them.... and his majestic, soft, wavy black hair just made the jealousy worse.
The more I thought of him, the more I wished I could be the girl he was holding tightly in his arms that day on the bus drive to school with such compassion and care.
As I saw the school building begin to appear I managed to pull myself from the deep, growing pool of self-pity I had formed and get myself together before the bus came to a stop. I felt the bus slow down, I got up quickly, so I wouldn't be stuck behind Dingus.
As I began to take the step off the bus, I thought to myself for a moment.
Last year was bad, but I had friends, I was well-liked. Now... now I have to face the same thing, this time with not a single soul by my side...
Heh... :)