Homophobic To Homosexual (Deluxe Version)

Kickball Fraud (Deluxe)

Brady POV

As I walked in to the god forsaken building most people call school, I was glad to see the dumbass who's name is Lincoln, a really good friend of mine. It was weird though, he didn't even look at me, even when I said the most obscure joke I don't think I could ever say on camera.

"Bro, what's wrong? You got your period or something?"

"Oh fuck off," he says to me, speed walking away from me. It's like he's got a stick up his ass or something.

When we were sitting in math, (which for most of it I was looking out the window) Lincoln still was acting like a bitch, and trying to avoid me every chance I got. Ms. Hummel decided our next homework assignment—which she always said could be done in class—could be done with partners if we liked. I'm not gonna lie, I'm pretty fucking dumb. Not autistic dumb but just dumb. I'm preying to whoever the hell is up there right now that Lincoln at least throws me a bone and works with me just so I don't have to do anything.

Thank god he starts walking towards me, it's like he knew I'd 100% fail if he didn't.

When he sat down, he just started going. What the hell? Not even taking the time to explain what he was doing for a minute, he just started writing all of this stuff down and I could barely keep up with him.

"Jesus bro, can I get your paper for a sec?"

He didn't say anything. Looking at me, it was like he was so visibly pissed at me for some reason. He started quickly going back to the homework.

"Dude what'd I do?" I asked, and when Lincoln didn't respond I nudged his arm he was writing with, making him even more angrier.

"Can you leave me alone? I'm not your boyfriend, go talk to someone else." Now I knew why he was so pissed.

Of course the dumbass comment from his dumbass girlfriend the other day was enough to get him furious. "Babe, why are you always hanging out with Brady so much. Oh my god, you're not gay are you? You're breaking up with me!" was the only thing I heard before she started sobbing through the phone, Lincoln being in a panic having to explain to Faith that I wasn't his boyfriend and he wasn't breaking up with her. Awesome convo, right?

Since Ms. Hummel was Ms. Hummel, she only gave us 5 minutes to work before the bell rang and refuses to let us pack up early, and before I got a chance to talk to Lincoln, the time ran out.

The teacher tried to give info about some test that was coming up but through the rush of packing all my shit up so I wasn't late for my class which was about 10,000 light years away from her classroom, and the guilt yet anger with the whole Lincoln thing, I wasn't at all paying attention.

I tried grabbing Lincoln's arm before he started speed-walking to his class, but he shoved me off as soon as he could. Awesome convo, right?

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Being in the locker room with Lincoln was awful, especially since his gym locker was right next to mine, which meant we changed right next to each other.

The whole time he looked everywhere but at me. Whenever he locked eyes with me, (which clearly wasn't very often) he gave me this judgy look that almost said "ew, you tryna check me out?"

I can't say it was worse than actual gym though. In gym, me and Lincoln were the competitive ones, the ones who would have a complete temper tantrum just so that people could laugh and make fun of us. Since everyone was used to us being all buddy-buddy, the gym teacher decided to make it easier for everyone and just put us on the same team. Which of course, definitely did not make anything easier.

Knowing we were definitely going to have an argument about who's going to be pitcher, I just was going to let him have it, though Lincoln was all of a sudden acting normal.

"I am trash at pitching, just do it."

When I walked confused to the "pitchers mound" (the middle of the gym floor) Lincoln tried to jump on me, like he was playfully trying to fight, which we normally did.

"I thought you were mad at me?" I asked jokingly, laughing as I slowly backed up to the pitchers mound. He looked back at me with the same judgy look from before. Good talk.

The same thing just kept happening as we played the game. He would act all buddy-buddy with me, but the second I questioned it, he was back to his bitchy self. Why is it bothering me so much that he's mad at me? I shouldn't even give two fucks.

Once we were back in the locker rooms, I didn't bother trying to make conversation, or even try and make up with him. I shoved my clothes on, grabbed my bag, and left without even looking at him, like he did to me.

Later, I saw him laughing with Chase, saying the same shit he usually says to me. Why was this pissing me off so much?

I don't care.

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I don't care.

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Still don't care.

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God damnit why is Lincoln such a bitch?

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Hey y'all to whoever is reading this I hope you enjoyed! 🫶 To Nora, if you took your time to click on the notification from Wattpad that says I posted, and actually read through it, I'm real sorry about the shit I did. You do look very good though, very slay. I also hope you remember you don't need a boyfriend to be prefect, you are already the most perfect the way you are! (Even with all the trauma.) I love you even if you don't love me back. Be safe!

Will update soon with another chapter!

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It is posted as "Homophobic to Homosexual" :) Goodbye loves! Have a good day!