Fish's Perspective
We only just arrived at the spot. It was a hill about 30 minutes from the rest of civilization. It had hardly any light pollution and near the top of the hill lay a cherry blossom tree that recently bloomed. The sun sat in the sky painting a blue picture that slowly sank throughout the night and love was in the air.
"So Victor, do you like the spot?" I said slightly nervously unaware on what his response would be.
"I love it, it looks so good" replied Victor with confidence
"Do you think we could make it like our spot?
"I mean if you want?"
He said it. It's our spot. Only for us. I couldn't wait to get home and talk all about this. It was ours.
"What would you do if someone asked you out?" I said hoping he'd give the answer I desired.
"I don't know to be honest, I don't think I have a crush but I'm not sure. Its hard to tell." He replied quickly but also with a suspicious amount of uncertainty. What does this mean? Is that he does have a crush? What does that mean!
Victor's Perspective
I now am curious. Why would he ask that. I mean maybe I'm over thinking it but surely people only say that to their crush I swear. And why did I answer so nervously. I don't have a crush I know that for certain. I mean why would I like anyone in my year. They're all so egotistical and just plain retards in general. I mean aside from Fish. Fish is just so kind and caring and patient and really intelligent. I can't think of anything wrong with him. What is wrong with me?
"How about we get to sleep? I said
"Sure, why not?" He replied and hopped in the same tent but in different sleeping bags.
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No Homo (Fictor)
RomanceA man named Riley Fish had walked up to school one morning to find out something interesting. A new fact about himself. He liked a guy as well, more than a friend. This complicated love story about two classmates, tells the most important lesson of...
