Love AfFair (BOY×BOY)

Chapter 1: Chucky's

"I have a love story. My love story.
Does it get any better than that?"

Sometimes I think I was just born this way. Invisible. Not like there were any deciding factors that contributed. Maybe it was the vibe I gave off? I know I'm only twenty-two and I think I know everything, but damn. There just had to be something. On days like these I start to wonder if I could just grab a psychiatrist in a chokehold over a toilet bowl, they'd be able to tell me what was wrong.

Forcing myself up and rubbing a hand over my tired face, I looked over the small room. Well, a college dorm. My roommate sitting at his desk. Jordy. Not a very amazing roommate, but a very amazing friend. With his blonde hair, blue eyes. Though, he was a little bit shorter than I. The perks of having tall parents, you get to be 6'3". The differences didn't stop there. I had black hair, brown eyes, and was more pale than the other. One thing did bring us two together that made us... Kind of like equals.

We were both losers.

Not to out my bestfriend but let's be honest with eachother. We had no friends except ourselves. I wasn't a people person and he was too much of one. Or just... Too much in general. Speaking of too much.

"Goodmorning!" Jordy greeted in that jolly, made you tone-deaf kind of voice. "You are seeing the freshest face of Chucky's new assistant manager."

Shielding my eyes from the sunlight coming through the window, I let out a groan in acknowledgement. Pushing myself off the twin bed to be able to get dressed for the day. "Good job. Do they like having customers or...?" I asked in a joking way, making Jordy scoff.

"I see you think it's funny. But let me tell you, you won't think it's funny when I start writing you up for no reason. I'll see you at work." My roommate retorted back to my attitude, giving me a proud and confident smile as if he got checkmate. Rolling my eyes, I had just nodded to amuse him. Jordy's threats were like an alcoholic's bottle. Always empty.

"Yeah, yeah. I'll see you at work." I mumbled after finally managing to put my uniform on for the day, going about my own business to make sure I was ready for my shift. No class today, or tomorrow. So, that made my schedule less hectic.

"Also... Adam?" Jordy called out to me as I was brushing my teeth, making me give a sigh through my nose.

"What is it?" I had called back.

"Don't forget. Tomorrow. The fair. I already bought everyone's tickets, but Gavin couldn't come so Kaitlyn said she just invited her friend instead."

Oh, shit. The fair. I had totally forgotten about that. Forget about the non-hectic schedule, this sucked. Jordy had forced me to go out to the fair with some of my coworkers. We were all close, but still. That didn't mean I would've wanted to go to the fair... And conversate with them. When I had been finally ready, I was off to my shift. Brushing by other students of the dorm, weaving myself through some laundry baskets.

On the drive to work, it was quiet. The sounds of the city filling up the background. Once that yellow building had came to view, along with the giant blown-up chicken, I prepared myself for yet another day. Soon, I had to be a little bit more cooler than this. Waiting until after college to get more of my shit together seemed so far away. On some rare days, I wished that I could have Jordy's mindset. Waking up early everyday, trying, pushing through it, and feeling fulfilled. That just wasn't the kind of person I was. I wasn't programmed that way. More pessimism in my veins than blood. It wasn't like all my loathing came from somewhere. From my past, or anything of the sort.