This goes back to when Gabe bumped into the girl. Enjoy a little pic of Keith from Voltron up there though. :3
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"Oh no, it's fine. I'm just a clumsy mess is all."I say to the boy in front of me. I start gathering my binders and permission slips. He hands me one of my folders and a pencil.
"T-thanks....... RIGHT!! I have to get to home room!! Thank you again!" I get up and jog all the down the hall, turn right and get on to the stairs, skipping a step at a time. I run into class 3-c and fall to the ground just as the bell rings."You ok miss?" Says the homeroom teacher. All I say is, "I'm.... Not..... Late..... Jesus...... most exercise.......I've ever....done." I gather my things again and sit in the middle where my best friend saved my spot.
"Dude, you like barley made it. But to be honest, that was hilarious." Kevin said."Well, my determination never dies!"
"It never does, but that's the best thing about you."
"Oh hush, you know how I feel about compliments." I say, lightly hitting his shoulder.
" I know but that's not true! Your a bright kid and I want you to understand that people actually care!" He says, sternness in his voice.
"ALRIGHT EVERYONE!! Quit down please"
~~~le time skip because I'm tired af~~~"HEY B! CAN I COME OVER! I realllllllyyyy want to see the sweets!!" Kevin asked enthusiastically. I could see the determination in his eyes.
"Alright, come on or no cake for you!" I say walking away from school.
My parents own a bakery. Everything is homemade and I help when I can. I live right above it so I'm technically living in my work place."Mom!! Do you have macaroons?!?" I yell through the door, the smell of fresh bread witting my nose.
"Fresh out the oven sweetie, oh, hello Kevin!" My mom yells from the counter."Hi Mrs. Andreas!"
I walk behind the counter and grab a few macaroons and some cake.
"You need to eat more than that B, heck, you need to eat actual food." My dad says walking in as I give Kevin a slice of cake.
"Ifs juff a fnack," I say my face stuffed with cake. He laughs and continues helping a customer. I drag Kevin in the back and head to my room. It has a black beanbag towards the far right corner. And an Attack on Titan on my left wall, I close the door to see my Black Butler poster and my Free poster that my parents don't know about (A/N: actually true about the posters.)I walk to my bed and lay down.
"Soooooo B, I have something to ask....?" Kev asks in a weird tone.
"What is it??"
"Well.... how do you feel about the LGTBQ+ community?" He says, cowering backs little.
I stare at him shocked, didn't I.... wait, I've never told anyone... right.
" I think they are the best." I say to him, his smile intensifies. He gets up from the foot of my bed and jumps on me, making me make a little 'ouf' noise.
"OMGINEVERTHOUGHTYOU'D ACTUALLYLIKETHEM, imeaniknowyoursoopenandacceptingthatitsreallyamazingandomgicanttellyouhowmuchivebeenkeepingthisin....... it took some time. But, I fe-no I know this. I'm.... demisexual."
I almost fall off the bed and squeal. I'm sooo happy for him.
"I have something to confess to, and I know this for a fact." I say.
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Yes, a cliffhanger. It won't happen for another.......3 or 4 chapters (heheheheheh).
Yes, there is no swearing, but it'll come with this character (Beatrice).
Ok, so for people who do not know what demisexual is.
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DMEISEXUAL: Means that you don't feel sexually attracted to someone unless you have a strong emotional connection with someone. It is like in between sexual and asexual.
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Anyway! Thanks so much for reading, I know people might not read these but I'd be great IF THEY DID!! But I know people do :).
Alrighty bai my Butter Numbers!!
~Time
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The Truth
General Fiction4 Kids, one secret. It's similar in a way. But this story shows the truth of what they actually feel. (This descriptionn sucks, i know) ⚠️ warning: there is suicide mentions, sex, drugs, abuse, and language.