The Hidden Heart

1. Where do we begin?

SCOTTS POV

God, why do people have to be smart to live a life? My parents have always told me that I could go to school if I wanted to learn. Being me, I took pure advantage of that statement.

So, the thing is, I haven't been to school in eleven years, or I think eleven years. Something like that. Anyway, what does that even matter?

I've decided that after wasting my precious time looking at boring colleges when I could've been looking at dating websites, that I'd go to this one small college in North Carolina for a couple years.

I could get out and live a life without being judged any more. Or at least by my parents.

The best I could hope for is not being interacted with, not making friends, and mainly getting a room alone. If I had to live with a scrawny, little boy that's gonna be in my business 24/7 I'd jump out a window before getting to know his name.

"Scotty, dinner's ready, honey! You better be down here in the next five minutes or I'm coming up there!"

Great, exactly what I need right now, a mom trying to invade my personal business while I'm trying to get down what awful dish she's possibly made for us to eat. She says they're all "healthy" choices.

Give me McDonald's and I'll be fine for the rest of the day, trust me. I'll also love you forever.

"Give me a second, will you?"

"A second has passed, Scott. Come on!"

"Just calm down, I'm coming!"

"Ease the tone, mister!"

God, she gets on my fucking nerves. I can't wait to leave this place, but I absolutely can. Why do decisions even exist?

"Oh, didn't expect you to be down this soon! What were you doing that was so boring that made you want to come down here instead? Oh right, nothing?"

"Just looking at some dating website," I literally couldn't think of anything else to say but the partial truth, "there were some cute..... girls." except there weren't.

"Well isn't that just fantastic! My baby boy is finally getting out there; hopefully to find a Mrs. Hoying...?"

Could she just stop talking about this already? I have no clue how she doesn't have any suspicion that I am, whatever I am.

I guess ...... me?

I find no better way to describe what kind of person I am than me. I don't know if I want to find a Mrs. Hoying or a Mr. Hoying, but I have time for that in the future.

That definitely isn't something I should worry about now.

"...Isn't that right, Scotty?"

"Hmm?" Wow, great going there, Scott. Get lost in your mind again.

"I was telling your father how you said you went on a dating site to find a lover." Oh my god she is so embarrassing.

"Okay first of all, please don't say 'lover', and second, I don't think I'll find a bo- girlfriend. Nevermind, enough talk about what I do.

They both gave me the "what the hell" look simultaneously, freaky.

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After dinner I was just so bored and it was only 9:30, so I texted the only friend I had, Shawn Adeli. He replied almost instantly which is rather surprising. 

Shawn: Well howdy, stranger

Me: I need some help

Shawn: What's the matter?

Me: I think....

Shawn: Spit it out, boy

Me: I think I like guys....

(A/N)

Well, hi! I'm hoping this goes somewhere in the future. I've been wanting to do this (write a fanfic) for a while now so, here it is! I hope that everyone who reads this likes it a lot! <3