"The boy who lives down the street is pretty" I mumbled to myself as the group of boys who sat beside me continued to gawk over images of half naked women, ignoring my comments.
"This one" Kian said, nudging me and pointing to yet another picture in his porn magazine, "She would look amazing with me,". I hold back my anger and nod stiffly, turning my body back to face the window.
I cautiously stared down the street to see if the pretty boy I saw earlier, Troye I think, was still sitting in his garden adjusting his pastel blue skirt and applying some sort of makeup. I smiled when I saw him. He was lying down in the grass and it looked like he was singing to himself. I imagined his voice in my head, soft and sweet yet somewhat sad. It made sense to me.
"Connor?" Jc yelled in my ear, shaking me back to reality.
"What?" I say, scowling at him in annoyance.
He cackled, "You were looking at that stupid, cross-dressing, gay kid again, weren't you?".
I wanted to punch him right in the mouth and make him take back every offensive word that he had ever said.
But I didn't.
"He's not stupid," I muttered.
Kian jumped up and stood firmly behind Jc. "Yes he is Connor, The boy's sick in the head, he thinks he can dress like a girl for gods sake," Kian said, through gritted teeth.
"Please listen to us Con, we care about you," Jc sighed.
I sat there muted in disgust.
If they cared about me they wouldn't make homophobic remarks to my face every day, they wouldn't go on and on about how cross-dressing is the stupidest thing in the world and they definitely wouldn't discourage the fact that I am gay.
"Connor?" Jc said quietly.
"Save it, I'm leaving," I say grabbing my bag and walking through Kian's bedroom door.
"Are you coming..." I hear Jc start but I'm already halfway down the stairs.
I walked through the hallway and smashed the door behind me as I ran down the street. I could barley breathe as my tears choked me up. I ran all they way to the end of the street blocking out everything else.
I opened the pastel yellow fence that led in to Troye's garden and sat on the grass beside him.
"H..hi" I whispered.
"Hey Connor," He said smiling.
"I wanted to say that I..I like your' skirt," I say, now smiling back at him.
"Thank you, I always wondered why you would stare at it," He said giggling to himself.
I smiled softly at how happy this boy could be even though he gets bullied and picked on everyday.
"I just really like boys who cross dress," I say intwining my fingers with his.
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Guess who's back bitches.
me.
woah.
also thank you so much for 5k I missed you all so much
also sorry to @fairyfranta who i told to wait 20 minutes which turned into maybe an 1 hour and a half.
I love you all and I'm back for good now. expect a lot more from me
xoxo, Ionia
