"D.....dad....I....I'm gay...." the boy frowned upon looking at his father.
"What?! You are going the wrong path honey! You can't be gay!!" the mother shouted. "Linda." the father said. "Y....YOU SUPPORT HIS AWFUL CHOICE?!" Linda shouted. "LINDA!" the father shouted. "WHAT?! WHY ARE PROTECTING OUR FAGGOT OF A SON?!" Linda asked. "THAT IS YOUR SON, GAY OR NOT, YOU SHOULD BE TAKING CARE OF HIM NOT TELLING HIM IT'S WRONG TO BE WHO HE IS!!" the father boomed. "I DID NOT RAISE HIM LIKE THIS! I RAISED HIM TO BE STRAIGHT NOT AN ASS LICKING FREAK!!" she yelled. "GET OUT!" he shouted. "I SAID GET THE FUCK OUT!!" he yelled again. She walked out while the boy's father sat next to him. He sobbed and hugged his dad.
Present Day
I stand along a wall of campus. I always hung out here, practically my territory. I'm an outcast, never one to fit in with the crowd. "Hey cummy bunny!" A guy shouted. I groaned. This guy again. "Getting mad? What are you gonna do? Blow me?"he said. The crowd around us laughed. "No, but I'll fuck you so hard you'll be limping to school for a week." I replied sternly. I heard "Ohhh" from the crowd and the guy walked off in embarresment. "Dumbass." I remarked. A guy walked up to me. He had purple fur, a varsity jacket and denimn jeans on. "Hey." He said smiling. "What's your buisness here, you're a jock." I asked. "I just wanted to tell you, good job on telling Ian off." He said. "Thanks, I'm Springtrap by the way." I said. "Bonnie." He replied. " I blushed a little at his voice, very maculine, I liked masculinity. He also had a hint of shyness, I saw his ear twitch when I looked at him. He has a nice taste in style. Springtrap! No! You know he's in the completely opposite clique! I'm a greaser and he's a jock. They would kill me....."Springtrap?" Bonnie asked. "Oh....huh sorry about that....I'm a little distracted..." I rubbed the back of my neck.
Bonnie
He'll be distracted on Friday. I smiled. "Wanna hang out some time?" I asked. "Sure, but it would have to be in secret, my clique can't know I'm hanging out with you." Trap replied. "Do you mind if I call you Trap?" I asked. "I prefere my real name, Victor." He said. "Cool, so tomorrow after.....Biology?" I asked. "If that works for you, see ya tomorrow." He said walking off. "See ya." I replied.
