Claude's legs are burning by the end of the football practice. He sits down on the bench beside the pitch, rubbing them desperately. Max sits down beside the skinny boy, with England trailing behind him like a lost lamb.
"What about you, Claude- got any sweethearts?"
Both Claude and England go red. Claude finds himself wondering why England's blushing, but then he realises how embarrasing it must be to have gay classmate. Try actually being gay, England, he thinks.
"Yes, he's meeting me soon," Claude responds, pretending not to notice how Max's eyebrow's shoot up at the 'he' part. Sure enough, Auburn appears by the fence at exactly that moment. Claude leaps out of his seat and greets Auburn by kissing him on the lips.
"Speak of the devil," Max mutters.
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DiversosA group of friends navigate the hallways of a swedish high school. (short parts) (funny) (daily updates)
