Why Me? (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 1

"Life is full of color. And we each get to come along and we add our own color to the painting, you know? And even though it's not very big, the painting, you sort of have to figure that it goes on forever, you know, in each direction."
~This is Us (An amazing sad emotional life teaching TV show)

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School. Kill me now please. I don't want to go in. Can't I just go back to running along side Phoenix. It was so peaceful. Now I'm here.

Chicken nugget to the vegetarian.

"Move out of my way, faggot." Somebody said to me, pushing my small body towards the locker. I could hear the sound of the locker being dented. I may be small but it's not like I'm a feather.

I wish I was.

I could just, you know, float and float away. Wait! Angry! This kid just pushed me into the locker!

"You suck." I muttered under my breath, how stupid am I? You suck? What are we the fifth grade?

But it did something. The kid stopped walking and turned towards me. His eyes glowing green with anger.

"What did you say to me?" He growled. Not sexy at all. More like, disgusting, yeah.

Confidence activate!

"Uhh." I tried to think of something smart to say. "Your face looks like a cats butthole. Black dots everywhere."

Yeah! I showed him. I confidently started to walk away. With my luck, I know this grace period wasn't going to last. But really? A cats butthole? They are really gross though.

"Faggot!" The same kid said pushing me from behind. I fell to the floor with a slap and quickly struggled to get back up.

"Is that all you have to say? I bet your brain is so small you don't have any other words in your vocabulary! You only know this one because it's what you tell yourself to keep from loving another boy! Maybe you're bothering me because you like me!" I screamed, rambling off the top of my head. The kid, about 6 feet tall grabbed me by the uniform shirt's collar and slammed me to the locker. The poor locker.

I'm in some deep shite.

Especially since I'm barely 5 feet. Carter and I get it from our mother really. But I mean, wait, what am I even thinking? I can't get scared now!

Stay strong.

I'm...strong?

Yeah!

I'm strong!

I'm a manly man! I can fight off this peasant!

"You wish you had somebody to like you, I'm not sorry to say that I'm not that person." The kid said, spit specks flying to my face.

"I'd rather go die in hole than be in love with you, pelvic." I said mentally slapping my head. Why did I just say? Pelvic? What's wrong with me?

"Go die already, you'd be doing the world a favor." He said growing closer and closer to me by the second. I don't even know his name.

Confidence activate one more time!

"Is that what your mama tells you before you go to sleep." I whispered in his ear and bit his lower earlobe just for the fun of it, it always makes them back away. The kid let out a loud deep moan that was only heard by me. Gaye! God, what's wrong with me? Why am I thinking like this as I'm getting beat up?

The kid seemed to snap out of the trance and slammed me harder into the lockers, denting it even more. "Faggot."

My neck was starting to cut off the air supply. I let out a sarcastic laughed and allowed myself to slide down the locker when he let go of me. The kid walked away with a bulge in his pants and I felt my heart drop as my gaze met Phoenix Boris.