Prolouge

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Troye's POV

I don't talk.

I haven't said a word since the 9th grade. Now I'm in 12th grade. Everyone bullies me for being gay, so I just stopped talking. They still bully me, but I choose to not talk. My parents couldn't care less, they're too focused on my other siblings. They're the opposite of me.

My siblings are successful in life.

Me, on the other hand, don't even speak. But I don't want to speak. I haven't even tried since the ninth grade. For all I know I might not be able to speak anymore. But maybe I can speak.

Because I do like to hum.

I don't sing, but I hum. Simple tunes or to a song on the radio. One time I tried to write a song. I got two lines after hours of sitting and thinking. So I never wrote again.

I don't have any friends.

Why would I? I don't talk, I'm not successful, the only thing I could do with my life is be a song writer. But my parents didn't like the idea, and I didn't love it, but if it's the only thing I can do, I'll do it.

I haven't come out to my parents yet.

When I was bullied for being gay, I just told my parents that they said I was too skinny. I'm extremely scared to come out though. Knowing them they'll probably kick me out of the house.

Basically, I'm a failure.
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Tyler's POV

I'm a cashier at The Corner, a popular coffee shop near my high school. I'm in the 12th grade and I really like school. I have a lot of friends, good teachers, and good grades. I've also got a well paying job.

Honestly, I've good a pretty good life. When I get older, I want to help people. Even though I have a good life, others may not. Whether I'm a therapist, or a volunteer, or even make videos on the Internet, I want to help people.

I'm also very lucky because I was accepted by my friends and family for being gay. I think that it's so unfair to be bullied for your sexuality, it honestly doesn't matter. Love is love. Back to that helping people thing, I think it would be pretty cool to become an important figure in the LGBTQ+ community.

There is this one kid that comes to the coffee shop sometimes that won't talk. He never orders a drink and instead will buy a fruit cup or whatever. I've also seen him around school, maybe he's just shy. But I never understand why he always catches my attention.

Anyways, I'm happy with my life, and I hope I can make others happy too.

A/N

Hey first chapter whoa cool. Okie so it's kinda short and stuff but this is just an introduction, I'm really excited to get more into the story. I think you guys can see where this is going haha :D Anywhosies, hoped you liked it! I always take suggestions :D

<3
Clarissa

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