The Bartender | BoyxBoy

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"Bye mom," I said as I kissed my mom on the cheek. Another beautiful day of school. I really couldn't wait to go to school. I had not been there all week and I kind of missed a lot.

My best friend Kyle had moved back to St. Lawrence and I hadn't had the chance to see him yet. It had been quite a while and I couldn't wait to see him.

Aside from my best friend moving back to town, I also missed my other friends at school, especially Andrew. He had helped me a lot since Kyle moved away and I wanted to introduce them to each other, especially since Kyle was basically the new kid. In a way, I knew what it was like to be the new kid.

There were a lot of bullies in school who worried new and unpopular kids and I knew this because I was one of them. I didn't bully for the fun of it, but there was a good reason why I did it, at least according to me. I didn't enjoy it but it was the only way I knew how to ensure that I didn't become one of the bullied. I honestly just wanted the person I bullied to change. I knew it was wrong but what did I ever do to Jimmy in fifth grade? He still punched me in the face with my own fist.

There was just this one particular kid that I worried all the time. He was a year younger than me. I didn't do it to make him feel bad... okay, maybe a little bit but that was because he was a bad kid. He was gay and I hated those perverts.

I drove my car to school which I received as a birthday gift from my mom. I lived with her. She was a successful business woman who worked remotely from home. My dad however, was always away on business trips so often that I didn't see him as much as I wanted. He usually came home during weekends once every month but his visits started to get less and less by the time I was ten years old. And we were quite rich. I got a BMW convertible for my birthday. I didn't like to show off though and always kept the hood up because showing off once got me into trouble, but that's a different story.

I got to school in time, ten minutes before the bell would ring. I didn't see any of my friends around so I just walked straight to my locker. After checking my schedule, I picked up the books I needed from the locker and placed them in my bag.

I wasn't the brightest kid, but I wasn't dumb either. I'd say I was an average student. With some C's and B's, I was fine. I didn't try so hard. I didn't really like school, but I wanted to go to the university, or at least get some higher education, so I had decided to work up my grades. This was my final year and the least I could do was put in some effort to finish with a small bang.

I closed my locker and leaned by it, waiting for my friends. I stared at some of the girls who passed by and smiled at me. I smiled back, not wanting to seem rude. Many of them were friends with my girlfriend, or at least acquainted with her and I didn't want to get on their bad side. Sometimes, the attention I got was annoying but other times, it boosted my ego. I wouldn't say I was the hottest guy in the school, the jocks had that position, but I was good looking.

"Hey babe," Gabrielle, my girlfriend said as she hooked her arm around mine.

I bent down to her 5'5" height and placed a soft kiss on her lips. I'm not really tall, just 5'8". "I missed you love," I said to her as I put a strand of her long brown locks behind her ear.

"Try taking it to the janitor's," Andrew said and gagged.He was much taller than me, standing at 6 feet and had short black hair, always trimmed on the sides, and with light brown eyes that really complimented his dark skin. I chuckled before turning away from them.

Fuck, I hated that kid, I thought as I tuned to see Niall walking to his locker. Unfortunately for him, it was next to mine.

"Well, if it isn't the fag," I grinned wickedly, or so I thought. Hey, I couldn't see my own face. I grabbed his arm forcefully making him wince in pain.