Converse, Glasses, and Band Practices

January 13, 2012

Why hello there, my name is Alex. I'm 16 years old. I live in Des Moines and I go to Lawrence Highschool. I'm basically just a tall, skinny white kid who wears big glasses, plays guitar and has a slight obsession with Converse. I guess you could say I'm one of those nerdy band geeks. I'm pretty much considered a social outcast. This may be hard to believe, but at one point I was super popular. I was a football player, I was dating the hottest cheerleader and everyone liked me... or so I thought. Everything changed when I came out. Yep that's right you heard it here first folks. I'm gay. I don't know what the big deal is though. I like guys, so what? Do people not realize we live in the 21st century. Everyone is so cruel here. My own mother doesn't even except me. I don't know what my dad would say, but I don't think I would care anyway. My dad left when I was about 2 or 3. He was a big alcoholic and he never even cared about me or my mother. All he cared about was sex and alcohol. I wouldn't blame him for leaving though. A kid you couldn't take care of because you had no job, an alcohol addiction, and the fact that he was only 15 when I was born makes everything worse. It's whatever though. I couldn't care less. The only people I'm worried about now are me, Kaila, and Sophie. Kaila and Sophie have been my best friends since preschool. They were the only people who excepted me when I came out. All of my other so-called friends just vanished. I was so comfortable with these people that I thought they wouldn't judge me, but I was cleary wrong. Everyone turned their backs on me. I was kicked off the football team because other players felt "uncomfortable" around me. I got dumped which I didn't really care about all that much. Worst of all I started getting harrassed. My whole entire life had changed. I've been starting to ignore all the homophobic shit people say. It's really starting to get old, so I don't really bother getting all worked up over it. It's so childish. Clearly people never grow up. I don't care what they say. Well maybe I do care a little bit, but I mean who wouldn't? It hurts to know people don't like you because you like the same sex. It's just like when people get made fun for being fat or being a prude. Maybe some people have eating disorders and maybe other people just don't want to get pregnant at age 15. I mean it's not my fault I'm gay. I was born this way. I can't help it.

Okay lets talk about what happened today. So I was walking to global and I accidentally bumped into my ex-girlfriend Allison George. You know the hot cheerleader cover-up from freshman year? Yeah that one. Anyway she totally freaked out. I tried to apologize but she just started screaming at me like a wild banshee. Then out of no where Allisons new boy toy Josh aka captain save a hoe gripped me by the arm and threw me backwards. Thankfully my bag broke my fall as I landed on the ground "Hey, faggot." he smiled as he stood over me. "Is there a problem here?" His friends David and Kyle were standing behind him laughing and egging him on. "Yeah fag what's the problem?" David laughed. I roll my eyes and attempt to stand up only for my chest to be met with Josh's foot.