Jeffery's pov
When I was young my father would tell me to be a man so would my brothers. Yet my mom believed I was special in ever way. Yet I tried to be mam like my dad had asked. At age 15 I had my first girlfriend her name was chelesa, everything was great till I met omar...he made stomach flutter like there was a million butterflies and when I was with him I could see all the beautiful colors of the rainbow...I knew I was different from that day forth. I always would lol at my sister's face..the light in her eyes doesn't even no what happens in the real world....the world is cruel and full of judgers and when she would hug me I promised myself to protect her from everyharm.
When mom and dad died in that crash...I knew it was time to fulfill my promise and show my sister how to paint with the colors of the rainbow .....
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Living With Boys
Teen FictionEmily is just your average fifteen year old, but you haven't met her family, there's Ryan the sweet one, Erin the playboy, Alec the smart one, and Jeffrey . . . The gay one?
