The Wonderful Tales of "Straight" Scott

Do you even gay, bro?

So, as you can see, my plan for that schedule isn't working out very well. I want it too, I just suck at doing everything and I'm a huge fuck up. I also wanted to apologize to Emma (aesthetic_narwhal) for sorta using this thing, it's not really the same, but it's very similar. I think you'll understand when you read it, okay Dilemma?.
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"W-what?" Confused Sean is always adorable.

"Oh, and your nagging me for picking on him"

"Okay, okay, sorry Sean" I apologize through my giggles. "I'll try and explain" I tell him how ever since I lost Sean, when I was still in middle school, I started growing closer to Hope. Hope has always been my church buddy, but we didn't really know each other. Our parents noticed this and were thinking we would become a happy married couple.

One day, when we were out at the lake with the family, the parents went out somewhere to eat, and me and Hope decided to stay, we weren't very hungry anyways. We talked, cleaned, ate snacks, had a good time. Then something happened that would change out perspective on everuthing. We went out to the dock. It was like a scene in some cliche, romance movie. The sun was barely set, the trees in the distance were  black, and the smell of lake water filled the air. We were laughing at some dumb joke I read on Tumblr, which lead our foreheads to be pressed together. Then I leaned forward . . . and . . . we kissed. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, I kissed back. It was weird, I didn't like it. By the end she apologized "Sorry, I can't do this. I don't like you in that way" I sighed in relief, explaining how I didn't either. She then proceeded to tell me how she had an internet crush on this girl named Tallulah McLaughlin, who apparently had the sexiest Irish accent on the planet.

"Oh, okay" he said, still slightly flustered. I swing my arm off of Hope and grab Sean's hand. I threw him a not-so sexy smirk, which he returned with one that made my skin heat. I drag him to the group of people he may feel uncomfortable with, considering this whole town is filled with Christians and practically the only kids that have revolted from those beliefs are in this group.

"Be polite, please" I whisper, he nods in return. "Sean, I'm pleased to welcome you to my group." I say, in my best show-host voice, he forces a smile. I roll my eyes at his action, he usually doesn't piss me off this much. Where did you learn manners?

"We have Bonnie, Carlisle, Al, Cody, Buffy, Zaj, and Wilder" I say, pointing all of them out one by one. Sean still doesn't look pleased, but I practically force him to sit with us anyways. I'm usually not willing to make Sean uncomfortable, but he never hangs out with my friends. He owes me anyways, for not introducing me to anyone ever (except for, of course, Ryan).

"Anyone want Sour patch kids?" requested Cody, a seventeen year old tomboy with long butterscotch hair and a black beanie, matching the color of the rest of her clothing options.

I raise my hand, because I would die for candy of all kinds. She stands up, showing off her height of two skyscrapers, and walks over to Sean and I, holding out a bag of multicolored sour treats. I refrain myself from grabbing the whole thing, instead I control and only take a handful. I offer some to Sean, but he doesn't like them, apparently.

"So, Sean, why are you up here?" asks Wilder in a harsh stern tone.

"Okay, fuck off Wilder, he's with me" I usually wouldn't lash out on these guys ever, but Wilder really gets on my nerves sometimes.

"What, do you guys fuck or something?" I tense up, I can feel my cheeks becoming red. I catch a glimpse at Sean and he's red too, but an angry red I guess.

"Oh my god, they so do!" Exclaims Buffy.

"J-just drop it already" I try to defend.

"Oh come on,  I can feel the sexual tension from here" chuckles Zaj, does everyone know, just by looking at us? What does that mean when we're at school? My chest drops it's almost hard to breath.

"Just say it, and we'll stop." States Buffy.

"Say what?"

"Don't act stupid Scott, you know what we're asking" how has me wanting to hang out turn into a fucking confession.

"J-just f-fuck off" I say lightly. I can feel my heartbeat rise and my chest clenching tighter, I need to calm down, but I don't know how.

"Come on Scott"

"Why do you need to know anyways?" I ask, trying to swallow the lump in my throat.

"Because we never get anything interesting to talk about"

"Just say it, yes or no" does it even matter who's talking?

"Come on"

"Just say it"

I drop my head down, thinking of what to say. My breathing pattern becomes uneven and painful, tears wash over my eyes, I feel like my whole body is closing. in on itself. I feel the tears escape my eyelids, gliding down my cheeks.

"Hey, Scott, we didn't mean to-"

"Yes" we all turn our heads to where the voice is coming from.

"What?" What?

"You heard me," Sean walks over and wraps his arm around me. "Yes" I look around at all the wide-eyed, mouth-dropped faces. "Does that end our little predicament?"

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Sorry if that chapter was short, I'm working on the next one, I just need to make them good so then you guys can be good then everyone can be good, good? I know, I'm an annoying twat.