What's Wrong With Us? {Cashby}

04| Making Friends?

Alan's POV

I stared at the Austin guy and he smiled politely at me.
"Okay I'm going to leave you two alone and go check on the other troublemakers. I swear that Quinn and Fuentes kid are such trouble. I'll have to speak to their parents." She said with a satisfied smile on her face before waving and waddling over to where Vic sat.

Austin took a seat beside of me and I didn't really know what to say so I kept quiet. I noticed the tattoos that peaked out from under the rolled up sleeves of his flannel. His short brown hair was styled and he kept on fiddling with his fingers, almost nervously.
"So what do you think so far?" He asked finally breaking the silence.

"I don't like it." I said simply and looked at him. "I didn't want to come here to begin with and I don't like how that woman is treating these people." I mumbled quietly.
"But you're here for a reason." Austin said still not removing the smile from his face. "Just think about how much easier your life will be. No one will have a reason to look down upon you and talk about you."
"I don't really care though. I've just fully accepted myself and I don't want to do any of this! My parents threatened to kick me out on the streets unless I came."
"Well honestly a lot worse can happen than just getting kicked out so be grateful." He said dismissively.

I just crossed my arms and leaned back in my seat. I thought Austin and I could possibly get along, but now it doesn't seem as if that's going to happen.
"Okay enough of that tell me about yourself?" Austin said and I don't say anything back until he spoke again. "You know if you don't cooperate you'll just be here longer. "
"What do you want to know?"
"Age? Favorite food? Is your hair naturally that color? Favorite movie? Stuff like that." He smiled happily.
"Seventeen, strawberries, yes, and 500 Days of Summer. How old are you?"
"Nineteen."

"Now I need to ask a few more questions..." he trailed off and looked up at me. I nodded my head and I honestly wished I hadn't.
"Okay so tell me when you thought you liked boys." He said and seemed kind of awkward asking the question.
"Do I have to answer this?" I asked and he nodded.
"I'll have to write all this down so like they have a file."
"Why do they need a file?" I asked and raised an eyebrow.
"So they know different stuff about you and stuff like that. It'll only help them help you." He smiled.

"I was thirteen and my friend kissed me."
"How old was he?"
"Thirteen."
"Who brung it up first?" He asked and crossed his arms like he was on to something.
"He did. He said he had a crush on me."
"Did you ever think that since he told you that he's the one that put these thoughts into your head, that if he never told you you wouldn't, ya know, like boys?"
"I think it was inevitable."
"How so?"
"What I mean is that I didn't just come up with this on my own and I wasn't influenced by one person." I paused a moment. "I was like this from the beginning and if you really take a look it all makes sense. I never wanted to be around girls and watching a girl and a guy kiss literally made me squirm."

"Have you ever tried to kiss a girl?" Austin asked with a smirk.
"Umm no."
"Well we will have to change that." He said.
"What?" I asked kind of alarmed.
"Well it may change your mind." He shrugged.
"How...you can't just..."
"Well it's a requirement of Mrs. Adams." He stated and my jaw dropped open.

"That's not right."
"Well being with another guys isn't right." He countered and I scoffed.
"Who do you actually think you are?!"
"The one who is gonna help your little lost soul." He mocked in a baby voice and poked at my chest.
"I thought you were gonna be nice but you're an ass." He laughed at that.
"I am very nice actually but I can be your worst nightmare."

I glared at him and started to get up but he grabbed my wrist.
"Seriously I wouldn't do that cause then you'll have to deal with Mrs. Adams." I glance over at the woman and look as she yells at Kellin who looked on the verge of tears. I slowly sit back down in my seat and Austin smiles at me once again.
"That's better."