Chapter 4

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I take back what I said.

My prayers have not been answered.

Currently I'm in English class. Just minding my own business. Being an innocent seventeen year old.

But Ryder here keeps ruining it.

You see, I'm trying to listen to what Mrs. Polk is saying, believe me, I am.

But my supposedly straight best friend has his hand resting on my leg, dangerously close to my private area.

At the beginning of the year, I was very content to see that Mrs. Polk decided to put the desks in pairs of two, but now, I despise it.

Ryder squeezes my upper thigh and I suppress a gasp.

"Ryder. Fuck off." I whisper to him, not even daring to look at him.

"Nope." He whispers back.

But he takes his hand off my leg and I let out a breath of relief.

Mrs. Polk continues her lesson and I'm able to pay attention without distractions from Ryder.

The bell rings and I stand up and gather my stuff.

"That was a fun lesson huh?" Ryder asks as we walk to the lunchroom.

"Oh sure." I snap.

He just laughs and we sit down at our usual table.

Eventually people crowd around us, but I'm used to it, we're treated like royalty here and for what?

I have no clue.

"Ryder! You didn't come to our cheer competition!" A girl named Stacy says.

"I'm sorry ladies. I was busy helping my mom. She was really sick."

The girls give out a chorus of 'awes' and I'm left wanting to gag.

How do they not see through his lies?

"Hey did y'all hear that Sandra is a fag?!" Another girl yells out.

My eye twitches.

"Really? She's hot. I was wanting to bang her. Who she with?" A guy from the football team, Xavier, says.

"Some bitch named Anna." The same girl says.

I clench my fists.

Why are these people such assholes? They don't even know Sandra or Anna. They're just judging because they're different.

That's no reason to be like that.

I'm about to say something when Ryder puts his hand on my shoulder.

I look over at him and he shakes his head.

I just shrug his hand off of me and gather my stuff.

"Cammie! Where are you going baby?" Some girl named Alyssa asks.

I put on a fake smile. "Just going to the library. I need a book for History."

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