Hey, everyone!
Basically, this chapter is just to talk for a bit on what this story will encompass, and what it will not encompass. As well as my personal feelings, and me begging you guys to read and vote and comment. Alright? :)
This story WILL contain slight depression, angst, and many tears. Bullies, homophobic assholes, and plain idiots. This story will ALSO contain, however, a lot of happy moments, fluff, romance, and KISSING. Also, I can't stand to read stories with absolutely no character development and horrible grammar, so expect that in this one! I'm going to treat these characters as real human-beings, and I'm going to try to make it realistic while also making it entertaining. Alright? (Oh, and a LOT of fucking profanity. Kristopher doesn't play by society's rules!!!)
This story will NOT contain full-blown sex. Even if a sex-scene does happen, I'm not going to write it actually happening. It's likely to get time-skipped or something like that. I don't want this story to be rated M, and the thought of me actually writing something like that is hilariously uncomfortable.
S-So yeah, none of that. There also won't be any gore, or . . . Well, what you THINK will be in this story probably will be, and the unusual stuff won't be. Okay? :)I've had this written for a long time, but I never posted it because . . . Well, I'm gay, and I'm not yet out of the closet. I've had this horrible paranoia that either my friends or family will somehow find this and . . . I don't know. I don't know what'd happen.
But I'm tired of being afraid of writing about things that I'm passionate about. I'm tired of constantly thinking about this story and not having the guts to do anything about it. I'm just tired of being so scared of exposure and being hated. I just want to be me.
So . . . Yeah. If any of my friends/family members are reading this, hi. I'm gay. It's not a choice. I was born this way. And hopefully you guys can accept and love me nonetheless.
. . . Well that was kinda painful. But it's out now, and so I'll just hope for the best. (The best being that nobody ever ever ever finds this story lmao)
Anyway, on to the summary-thing!
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Kristopher Simmons is sixteen-years-old and slaving through his Junior year of high school. Being a closeted gay, as well as having chromesthesia, can be tough on it's own - but coupled with the usual teenage woes, and it's nothing short of torture. Hiding his depression behind multiple façades, Kristopher tries his hardest to get through life without cracking apart.
And then Justin Reynolds transfers into Riverwood High, and Kristopher's life is thrown into yet another mini-chaos. Falling in love with a straight boy is something that has happened before, and he's not exactly willing to do it again. But there's something about Justin that draws him in, that turns him into someone more than a gay boy who can see colors in the air.
A bad ending is inevitable. But maybe, just maybe, Justin can break away Kristopher's walls and save the boy from going down the wrong road . . . and maybe, they'll both fall in love along the way.
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I feel like this book is really going to mean a lot to me. I'll be delving into a mixture of depression and burnout, something that I'm definitely familiar with, but not familiar with writing. And I'm definitely going to get attached to these characters, too, specifically the "love interest" because I don't have a real one. (Ahahaha *cries*) I really hope that you guys can take something away from this book, too.
I'm sucky at completing stuff, but I really hope that I don't stop writing this. Seriously. I'm finicky as hell, but . . . but I believe in myself. And hopefully you guys will believe in me, too? (Fun Fact: Reads, votes, and comments help a LOT when it comes to my determination to write. So please support me!)
Well, see you all in the next chapter! Bye!!!
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Colors (bxb) [DISCONTINUED]
Teen Fiction「And now I'm covered in the colors, Pulled apart at the seams」 Kristopher Simmons is sixteen-years-old and slaving through his Junior year of high school. Being a closeted gay, as well as having chromesthesia, can be tough on it's own - but coupled...