[BoyXBoy] Elliah White, 17 years old gay boy who always been bullied at his school. Grew up thinking that he was worthless and he hated himself because of his misarable life. He couldn't pass a single day without being beaten by the bullies.
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I looked out of the window near my seat. The sun was shining so bright, it's funny how just yesterday it was all rainy and stormy. I could see students running on the field and Mr.Stain; my PE teacher was standing there with a whistle in his hand.
I caught a sight of Adrian in his white tank top and navy training pants. Aside from his jerk and abusive behaviour, he was actually kinda had a good appearance with all the muscles and a good looking face. But still, I hated him with all my heart. He was basically the one who made my school life a living hell.
I didn't want to look at him any longer, so I turned my eyes to the side and saw Ronan with his all black tank top and training pants. Seriously though, Adrian should be aware of Ronan replacing him as the hottest boy in this school. It wasn't like I had a crush on him or anything, but it was the truth. If Adrian was hot, then Ronan was a living greek God. Like, for real.
I frowned when I saw Adrian walking towards Ronan and gave him a friendly smile. Since when they were friends?! Oh God, Adrian could be a really bad influance for Ronan. Imagining Ronan become a cocky bastard like Adrian was making my stomach hurts.
"Mr.White!"
I snapped to reality when my teacher yelled my name. I could see the whole class staring at me with mock.
"Please collect your exercise book."
Oh thank God I had already finished it. Otherwise, It would be totally embarrassing.
I walked to the front of the class to give my exercise book. I could see Mrs.Stonewall eyeing me from behind her desk with her piercing eyes.
When I put my book on her desk, she slammed the desk, making me jolt. But she didn't say anything, so I guessed I just had to go back to my desk and forget about the look she gave to me. Only God knew what was wrong with her.
I didn't know what was her problem. All I knew was that she always had that negative vibe when it comes to me. When she interacting with other students she would be a really sweet old teacher, but it didn't work like that for me. Maybe she was a homophobe, just like most people in this school.
It wasn't like I care or anything. I had a lot of people who hated my guts. But still, she was a teacher. She was not supposed to be like that.
And they claimed Mrs. Blare was scary.
This woman was thousands times scarier than Mrs.Blare.
I sighed and sat on my desk. I looked straight to Mrs.Stonewall and she still giving me 'that look'.
Twenty minutes to go and it would be felt like a long time in hell.
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