Ever since Alex left, I've changed. I know my friends have noticed it too. I stopped caring about my grades. I've also started blocking people out.
I just sit in the back of the class doodling in my notebook and listening to music. I've gotten more detention in these last two weeks than I've had in my whole life.
I don't even hang out with my friends and family. If I'm not forced to go to school, I'm locked away in my room just staring at the wall or sleeping.
I just don't want to do anything with my life if Alex isn't here to do it with me. I know it's dumb, but life without him is just boring.
Alex's Pov...
I hate my parents so much! I seriously can't believe them. They really sent me away, because of who I am. I guess they didn't really truly believe me when I came out to them. I guess as time went on, they realized that I was serious and it scared them or something.
Now I'm in a new place, with new people, and no phone. No way of contacting any of my friends, no way of contacting Bentley.
I feel so terrible. I wish I could have told him that I was leaving. To say goodbye. To get one last hug. One last kiss. One last I love you.
I hope he's doing well. I hope he didn't let this affect him too much...Who am I kidding? It probably did. Knowing him, he's probably turned into a recluse.
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I walk into my new school and walk down the hall as everyone stares at me. I don't know why they stare. Is it because I'm new? I've been here for a few weeks already, they should be use to me by now right?
Is there something wrong with my face? I can hear them whispering to each other as I pass them. I can never make out what they are saying tho.
I just ignore it and go to my locker. Usually it's just filled with a few of my school books and other supplies but today I find a note that had fallen out as I opened my locker.
I picked it up and it read:
Dear new boy,
I know who you really are and why you are here. If you don't want any of it to get out, follow these directions and do as I say. 1. Ask out the first girl who talks to you. 2. Change everything about yourself. 3. NEVER EVER TALK ABOUT YOUR PAST. -A friend
Why would I care if any of that stuff got out? I'm not ashamed of who I am. But, I'm still going to follow this person's rules, cause why not pretend to be someone else, when no one knows who you really are.
I put the note in my locker then grab my books and start walking to first period. Before I could even reach the class, I got stopped by a girl. "Hey new boy." She said with a slight smirk.
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"I have a name you know." I said a tiny bit annoyed. "Yeah, but I like new boy better." I just rolled my eyes and kept walking. Do I really have to date her? I don't even like girls like that. I barely even like Ellie as a person. Olivia was nice tho.
Man I miss them. "Fine, What's your name?" She asked, stepping in front of me. "Alex." "Well hello Alexander, I'm Sophie."
"It's just Alex." I correct her. "Well Alex, the mysterious new boy that rarely talks. I want to know what goes on in that beautiful head of yours."
I stayed quiet for a few seconds until I blurt out the words I would have never seen myself ask a girl. "Would you like to go out some time?" I asked and scratched the back of my neck.
"Sure, when?" She asked excitedly. Ugh. "Um...Friday night?" I asked. "Sure, pick me up at 7." She said as she handed me a piece of paper with her address and number on it.
I nodded then walked off to class. God, I wish I could just go home or to Bentley's house. It always smells like baked goods there.
~~~~Friday~~~~
Today is a no school day, so the lady that I am now living with, who I am forced to call mom, is taking me to the mall to buy clothes since I have to change everything about myself.
I usually just wear sweatpants or normal jeans, with worn out sneakers and random t shirts, So I decided to buy somethings that I would never see myself wearing, like flannels. I bought like 20. I also got quite a few plain white/black t shirts along with a few with designs on them.
I bought some hats, a ton of ripped jeans and for shoes, I bought a mixture of Vans and Converse.
When I got back home, It was almost 6, so I had to hurry up and put all of my stuff away, get ready, then get my "mom" to pick up Sophie and drive us to the movies.
To make it easier on myself, I just picked out what I was going to wear, then shoved everything else into my pretty empty closet.
I took a fast shower then got ready as fast as I could. Once I was fully dressed, I walked over to my bedroom door that had a mirror on it and looked at my outfit.
I was wearing black ripped jeans, a plain white shirt and a blue and black flannel, along with blue vans.
I grab my wallet, then walked out of my room and went downstairs into the kitchen. "Hey, uh...Mom?" I asked uncomfortably. "Yes? Honey?" She asked turning around. "Can you, uh, please pick up a girl for me and drive us to the movies?" I asked nervously.
"Of course." She said with a smile that made me even more uncomfortable. She grabbed her purse and keys, then we got into the car and drove to Sophie's house.
I got out of the car, and walked up her driveway then knocked on her front door. I waited for about a minute until a boy answered he look to be about 17-18 years old.
"Hi, uh is Sophie here?" I asked. "Sophie! Some loser is here for you!" He yelled up the stairs, then walked away, leaving the front door wide open.
After a few more minutes, Sophie finally came downstairs. "You look handsome." She grinned. "Thanks, you look uh beautiful..." "Thank you."
We both got into the car then my "mom" drove us to the movie theater.
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I actually kind of had a good time. The movie was great, the only weird part was that she held my hand the entire time.
It just felt so weird having a small hand in mine instead of a slightly bigger hand. I miss that bigger hand. It was so warm and soft.
After the movie was over, we kind of played in the little arcade for a few minutes while we waited to be picked up. We got some pictures from the photo booth and I won her a little minion stuffed toy.
When we got to her house, I walk her to the door. Just to go along with what the note said, I asked her to be my girlfriend. I hated it. I don't want a girlfriend, I want a boyfriend...I want Bentley Hunter Grier.
She said yes, then kissed my cheek and said goodnight then went inside. I walked back to the car and went home.
For the rest of the night, I just laid there in bed staring at the wall, thinking about Bentley. His beautiful blue eyes, his lips, his soft hair, him.
I couldn't get him off my mind. Not like I wanted to. I slowly fell asleep at the thought of his warm arms wrapped around me.
That night I had a dream about the day that I could finally go back to where the guy I'm supposed to be with is. The day I could hold him and kiss him. It was the best dream ever until I woke up and realized it was all but a dream.
