Gay For A Day

Chapter 3

Drew on the side. Drawn by DupreeWolf

-The Author

Friday November 29, 2013

The day of judgment has come.

"Oh my god, who's car is that?" Someone asked.

"I guess he's waiting for someone."

"That is the stupidest car I have ever seen."

"I want a car just like it!"

You groan, ducking your face down in embarrassment.

It's not your car they are talking about, or your mom's car, or your friend's or anything.

The pink Prius in front of the school was owned by none other than Archie Owain.

Archie Owain, the douche that stole your wallet while grabbing your ass.

And the guy he was waiting on was you.

At the front of the school, in his pink Prius, with his power-puff girls sticker on the back window and flower tire plates, and he was waiting for you. Meaning you had to go through the crowd and let all the students know that he was waiting on you. It was you he was waiting for.

"Dude," Drew said from beside you. "doesn't that look like the guy from the store? The red haired one that fell on you? Trevor?"

You don't answer him, you just push through the students (who obviously had way too much time on their hands after school) and out the front doors that they had blocked. And with their wondering eyes watching, you walk to Archie.

"Hello, Owain," you spat out. "Hand over the wallet."

His smirk grows and you feel uncomfortable that he can see your eyes but you can't see his behind his dark glasses. "Hello, Wilson. Is that what we're doing here? The whole last-name-bit. That's kind of cute."

"Shut up, I don't want to talk to you. Just hand me my wallet," You growl, squirming under the gaze of your peers.

"Hey, I thought we had a nice discussion last night. We really bonded, I thought!" He mock-cried in outrage. You said nothing. In reality last night conversation consisted of him mostly making lewd jokes and saying that you two should hang out more. You'd rather not have another bullshit conversation in front of Drew, no matter how far away he is. Unfortunately, Archie follows your gaze and notices all the students pressed up against the glass doors of the school. He looks back at you and smirks condescendingly. "Oh, I see, your embarrassed of me. In front of what, fifteen students?"

"Shut up!"

"Is your boyfriend in their or something?"

"He's not my boyfriend! And I'm not gay!"

"Ha! I like how you said the boyfriend part before the gay part. You're so gay."

"Shut the hell up!"

"I wonder what you would do if ..."

"Just give me my wall-" He tosses you something that you catch. It's your wallet! See that wasn't so bad! "Oh, well thanks I-Oof!" Suddenly Archie pounces and pushes you to the cement ground. You feel his weight on you as you groan from underneath him. Now your stomach really hurts and you just had Basketball practice.

"Hey sexy, remember the last time we were like this?"

"Ugh! Get off me!" You shove him off, snatching your wallet up from the ground and walking off back to school.

"Bye, sweetie!"

It takes every ounce of self restraint you had to not turn around and punch him in the face.