Chapter 5 (E)

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We continued Max and Jackson didn't really ask anything too deep, but he decided to pass Jackson's question, did he ever acted like a girl to be closer to one he liked? He was hesitant to answer but ended up not answering. That was suspicious I wanted to know what he was hiding that he purposely acted like a girl to get closer to them or if he had a crush one a girl and never told us. Not like he would be able to anyways. Max would make fun of him, Jackson would pester him to tell him who it was. And I wouldn't really care if he did or not.

And surprisingly Max didn't ask any question that would reveal his darkest secrets just if he could would he be the ultimate play boy and play girl in the whole school. And I said that right both of them girl and boy. I never knew Max would know anything about those stuff, if you know what I mean. He simply answered No, not going into a deep explanation, but saying he rather keep his stuff nice and clean without others on it or in it.

I was just disgusted. Did Taylor really have to add that part in it. I'm not saying I hate it or anything, but some things are just better left unsaid and stay in your head. But when I turned around and I looked at Jackson he seemed down in away. I wonder why, he had a frown as he heard Taylor say that.

But once I turned back to Taylor he was waiting for me to ask, it is now my turn and I was going to take full advantage of that. Unlike those baby questions the other two asked. I looked at Taylor's face and gave him my evil smirk as he looked worried. His eyes started to move everywhere as I kept that smirk on still staring straight at him.

I then opened my mouth and said, "Since you had tried to make me tell my story, it would only be right for you to do the same." I said proudly.

He looked at me with lowered shoulders, a slight frown as his eyes sort of dropped down.

"Do I have to" Taylor wined, trying to convince me with that puppy dog face. But that doesn't affect my little cold heart.

"Yes, you do since you had passed on Jackson's question for some odd reason." I said shrugging my shoulders.

He took a huff and slowly opened his eyes to face us, avoiding looking at Max thinking he might not be fully willing to face his side comments that we all know he would say.

" Ok, I will try to summarize it then." He said as he took one last breath. "Ever since I was born my parents thought I was a disappointment. They had always wanted a girl and so they forced that on me; and it continues to this day, that's why I have long hair and how my mom had put tons of effort to make me seem more "feminine". But my dad hated that, but at the same time he couldn't do anything about it too. When my mom is around he was too scared of her. If she didn't get her way then she would turn into a she devils, and I'm not exaggerating here. She will bring the house down to the ground and even go as far as to threaten my dad if he was the one who disobeyed her."

"That is just sick." Max commented, but Taylor ignored it and finished what he was saying.

"When my mom isn't around it is a different story though. My dad is the best in the world. He didn't care how I looked like and treated me like the boy I was on the inside. That I guess is where I get my manliness from. That's my story, I guess." He concluded.

Taylor ended it on a good note, but I knew that this was something he didn't really want to tell anyone. Jackson must have noticed the same and said, "Glad you told us that."

Jackson putting a supporting hand on his shoulder. Taylor had gladly excepted it. They were hugging tightly. I couldn't help but smile at them.

I looked over at Max and he was looking at the floor. I walked up to him and shoved him towards Taylor. He looked back at me with a look of betrayal. When he faced forward Taylor was there with Jackson, still having his arm across his shoulders.

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