Not my Dreamer Boy | [J.T.]

not gay

josh was brought back to reality at the sound of the old metal door opening and closing. he heard footsteps coming towards his direction and knew that it was either his best friend brendon, or the principal. "dude you have to go to class at some point." the brunette said, taking the cigarette from his friend's mouth and putting it in his own.
"asshole" josh muttered under his breath. the brown haired boy only sighed knowing the only cure for his friend were the two b's: booze and bitches.
"you need to get a girl...or a dude whatever you're into." he said exhaling the smoke.
"i'm not gay idiot." the bright haired boy replied, taking back the stick that seemed like his only life line.
brendon chuckled, " that's what ryan said before he kissed me against the lockers. and besides, every time you have sex with a girl you're either drunk or high, so you don't even know if you're really enjoying it."
"well i don't enjoy dick up my ass and i know that for sure." josh responded, giving his friend a look of annoyance.
"you don't know if you don't try." brendon quirked a brow while slightly nudging his friend.
"you're such a dork" josh smiled.
"yea but you're friends with this dork so it's okay."
both boys sat on the schools roof taking turns inhaling and exhaling the smoke until there was nothing left. the entire time josh sat, lost in his own thoughts questioning if he really was gay. he hated that brendon put that thought in his mind because no matter how hard he tried to push it away, it just came crawling back like every one night stand he's had.
even if he was gay, there was no one at this hell hole that caught his attention...yet.