As we walk to the cafeteria, a guy grabs my butt. I turn around to see who to accuse of grabbing my butt. it turns out that it's not just any ordinary guy, it's Jesse Wilkerson. The most popular guy in school with his perfect cut brown hair, and blue-green emarald eyes.
I go to my seat by my friends. Today, I chose to sit by Jasmine. Which was a horrible idea. She locked onto my arm automatically, and begged me to tell her what I told Ashley, Jennifer, and Jessica.
"No!"
"Why not?", she asks in defense, "It's not like, I'm going to tell everyone.", she begs tightening her grip on my arm.
I snatch my arm away as I see Jesse Wilkerson walk towards my table.
Before he can come any closer, I jump out of my seat and sit by Jennifer. He sits right next to me smacking his gum.
"So, I hear about you're little secret", he said catching my attention, "Is it true? About you being gay?"
I slowly and cautiously nodded.
He smirked, "Well, I thinks it's brave of you to come out to the school. I like that. Here's my number", he handed me a piece of paper with a phone number on it, "Call me after school." He winked at me, smiling getting up from the table.
All of my friends stare me down. Then, "Dang, Tyler, you got cute guys wrapped around your finger.", Ashlynn complements my ability to attract cute guys.
I can't help, but to smile. "It's nothing really."
We all laugh, while the bell rings to indicate that lunch is over.
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6th period, my favorite period. I hate that it just ended, and now I have to go to this boring class.
I entered the classroom, greeted our substitute, and took my seat, as usual. I sit at a table with Austin. So, you should know how fun this class is already. The bell rings, and, as usual, Austin comes in late. He took his seat staring down at me.
"Me. You. Outside. Behind the gym. Right after school at 3 o'clock. Your dead, little bastard.", Austin reminds me, scolding me with harsher words.
"Uh, I think there is an easier way to cure this, right?", I humbly asked.
The bell rings. "Too late.", he jumps at me as he gets up. I jump back as a reaction. We walk out of the classroom, and I try to make a run fit it. But he grabs me by my collar, and starts to tug me to our "fighting" location.
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The Odd Life of Tyler Jones: Freshman Year
Teen Fiction"As I, Tyler Jones, starts school as a freshman, I begin to think. My hormones are starting to engage into my life now...too bad I'm not interested in anyone...well at least not yet. I start to go onto a path with help from my friends, and a teacher...
