I want to be a LOSER

Chapter 8 - I kissed a Boy

"It remains a radical act to be fat and happy in this world. Being publicly fat and happy is hard: being publicly, shamelessly, unshakably fat and happy is an act of both will and bravery." - Melissa McEwan

Calvin

It was just a kiss...

This is just a game...

But why do I feel like there are ropes of thorns suffocating my heart when I saw Travis kissing Patrice. Well, he's just doing this for the sake of the game right?

Nothing more.

Nothing less.

"What the F dude. You kissed a guy?" Finn asked laughing.

"Yeah, I did. I'm getting sleepy now, I'll head out first." I saw Patrice looking down and when she looked at me her cheeks were red from the incident earlier. I looked at Travis and saw the motherfucker smiling like a kid who got his Christmas gift.

"Dude, it's okay. We won't mock you for kissing a guy. Tell us the real story, c'mon. "Darren urged me.

I was hesitating if I should tell them the story because I'm not in the mood. "I'll tell you tomorrow." I said and pushed myself off the log I was sitting.

"Okay, in that case. I'm going to mock you." Finn said and started singing I kissed a Girl by Katy Perry.

"I kissed a BOY and I like it. The taste of his cherry chapstick, I kissed a BOY just to try it. I hope my girlfriend don't mind it." Finn sang and the others laughed.

I went inside the tent and felt the tiredness take over my body.

"Oh, God. What is happening to me? Why am I feeling I got the C word." I asked myself and sighed.

"C word?" I heard a voice and looked at the opening of the tent. I saw Patrice poking her head inside the half-closed opening of the tent.

"Can I come in?" Patrice asked.

"Yeah, come in."

"I'm stuck." Patrice said sheepishly.

"Let me help you. The entrance of this tent is a little bit small. I'm sorry." I said and pulled her inside but she's still stuck.

"Okay. When I count to three you push yourself to me and I pull you inside. "I said and she nod in response.

"1...2...3..."I counted. We both stumbled inside with her on top of me.

"Whoa." I said smiling but out of breath because she's squishing me though I love this position.

"Whoa, I guess girls really tend to fall for you." Patrice said smiling while lifting herself off of me.

I felt my heartbeat sped up, I don't know if it was her smile that is causing it or the fact that she is squishing me to death—or maybe both.

"Cal, can you help me get up this position is starting to get awkward." Patrice said and saw red color tainting her cheeks.

"Well, if you want we can stay like this forever?" I teased her.

And then I felt a something soft against my chest. I looked down and saw Patrice's boobs peeking out of her oversized shirt and that fluffy thing against my chest is her breast.

Wait her boobs are a bit too many I think I can feel two more layers of boobs.

No, I better stop thinking before the devil in my pants rises. Speaking of the devil. I felt something growing in the lower area of my body. Oh shit! Please boner not now. Boner, stay down. You're a good boy. Play dead. I tried talking to my little buddy mentally and closed my eyes and prayed that the warm feeling will subside.