Gay For A Day

Chapter 1

Humans are complex creatures. They have emotions, passions, and opinions. And one may react differently to a situation than another human. And humans have feelings, feelings that they like to show and share to the world. They like to create, express, and share.

But unfortunately, not all emotions are positive. Humans also like to destroy, which keeps some people from creating, expressing, and sharing. They hold in all their thoughts, their wants and desires. All their feelings, good and bad, are locked inside.

Until they explode.

The society that we live in has been made to where people are scared to show their true colors.

Scott still likes to watch Blue's Clues, but he'll never tell.

Maria really likes to dress girly, but sticks to her plain old jeans and Tee.

Jacob and Maddie like to watch anime, but tell each other they hate it.

And Micheal wants to be taken cared of, but he is stuck always taking care of others.

But today we'll be talking about Trevor.

You will be walking in Trevor's shoes.

You are now Trevor.

And you are a teenager, and teenagers have problems.

You are in high school. You're seventeen and have no car and no job and no idea what college you are going to go into. But you have your parents to take care of you and friends to laugh with at school. You are also in Basketball. You kind of suck so you're on the second team, but you still play and you're better than a lot of people on the team. You have a lot of school work and are taking an advanced math course. You're not very smart and you're not good at memorizing, so you're stuck a lot of the time deciding between sports, friends, and school.

It's hard for you.

Especially after you hit your growth spurt.

You have been feeling very odd since your growth spurt.

Oddly ... homosexual.

No, you haven't been thinking of guys like that or ogling the boys in the locker rooms.

You've only noticed these feelings when you and your friend, Drew, were hanging out after school.

"I mean, I don't know why she thinks that's okay! She would be outraged if a guy did that to her!" Drew said as you both sat on the bleachers, looking out at the football field. You were sitting relatively close, with your shoulders and legs touching. But it was cold outside and you two boys have known each other since middle school. "Like, just yesterday-"

"Hey, Drew," You interrupted as he rubbed his gloved hands together. "Y-you don't think I'm annoying, do you?"

Drew turns towards you, curious and a bit flabbergasted. "Well, duh!" He jokes and shoves you in the shoulder. You just awkwardly laugh back, disappointed.

You were having a bad day.

Some girl told you that you were too obnoxious and it'd be better if you just shut up and stop talking. You know you're obnoxious and you usually don't care about what people think but after she said that, your friends that you sat next to starting acting even more obnoxious just to piss her off. Her face darkened and her next words still ring in your ears.

"You're the worst kind of people."

Were you the worst?

"Hey," Drew nudges you out of your thoughts and you turn towards him. "For what it's worth, I like your annoying-ness."

He smiles at you, his breath blowing away in steam as the sun behind him shines down from in between clouds. Your heart suddenly becomes extremely warm, even in the winter cold winds. You really want to hold his hands and-

You stop yourself.

You did not want this feeling.

You do not want this wanting, this longing.

That little thump-thump.

In fact, you don't even know what that was, probably just shaking in the ground. Yes! That's what it was!

When you and Drew part, you can still feel the ground shaking and the odd lack of warmth in your hands.

When you get home you immediately go to your room.

And you stare.

You stare at the hand before you, your right hand which was laid right beside Drew's when you both talked.

"WHY!?!" You scream.

"Honey? Are you okay?"

"WHY!?!" You scream again, scaring your Mom, whom you didn't realized had entered your room. "Uh, I mean, no, nothing is wrong. Why would you ask?"

"I heard you scream and you've been acting quite queer lately-"

Oh my god, can she read your mind?

No, it's probably her big vocabulary rearing it's ugly head again.

"Mom, I'm going throw some teen-aged drama. Please go away so I can brood and angst quietly."

"Okay, fine! Fine!" She scoffed, closing the door to your room.

Not that you don't love your mom, you just don't think she'll understand.

Hell, you don't even understand.

Though, you might begin to understand if you stopped denying it and actual admitted it.

But even as you think that, you don't have any idea what you're thinking.

The thought that you'd go homo for your best-

NOPE! Not going to think about it! You are going to just go down stairs, grab a pint of Ben and Jerry then head back up so you can have a DC Nation movie marathon.

Nothing gay about you at all.

Three hours later you finished Batman Begins and have started Batman: The Dark Knight Rises. After that you are going to watch Superman: Man of Steel then Green Lantern and your mom said she might even watch a few with you if you include at least one Iron Man movie.

A few people text you but you ignore all of them except for one who was asking about a homework assignment. When Drew's name pops up on your phone you flinch and almost chunk your phone across the room. Being way too full of ice cream, you don't eat dinner and hide up in your room watching Youtube videos until bedtime where you lay in bed and think.

I can't be gay. I've never felt that way about a guy before and I don't look at the guys in the locker room.

But you don't look at the girls either.

I guess I support gays. I've never met one but they can't all be bad.

But I'm not gay.

Of course not, then what was that feeing earlier-

Shut up! That was nothing! We were just having a touching bro-moment.

No you just wanted it to be 'touching'.

Why won't it stop? You know you're not gay, you don't have to think about it.

But just out of curiosity, you search 'gay porn' in Google.