-Harry's p.o.v-
It's wasn't easy being openly bisexual in high school. I didn't want anyone to find out, I wasn't one to try and bring attention to myself. But I guess someone saw me with my date of the night and took a picture, sending it to everyone at school. After that, school was worse than before. The teasing was more intensified and the blackmail got heavier. But I put on a blank face with my head .down and faced the day feeling like the world was on my shoulders.
"Hey faggot!" Another faceless person yelled.
I was used to it, it happened everyday. They could at least be a little more creative. I walked down the long and narrow corridor, being pushed and shoved by careless students. I finally got to my navy blue locker, I slammed it open and grabbed the books I needed for my first few classes, which I was not excited for. Not only did the student know my secret, but the teachers did too. So now I get to go to a homophobic, grumpy, old mans classroom. Yay. I walked into the classroom and I was the first one in. I picked a random seat towards the back and to the side, that way it was harder for me to be spotted by the teacher.
As more students filed into the room, it became louder and louder. Groaning, I put my head in my hands and sighed. Can this day just end already?
{okay, I know this chapter is very short, but right now it is just an idea! If you like it vote, comment or fan? You will see LOUIS next chapter!
-Christina }
