As I whirled through the exit of Everbay High School through the busy midst of chattering fellow high schoolers , I felt an absolute sense of relaxation associated with the end of my Year 11 Examinations.
In an hurry to spot my dad , who happened to have created disturbing commotion by continuously honking the car the last time he picked me up from school and in turn embarrassing me to the verge of an anxiety attack , I barely noticed Kyle waving at me and inexplicably shouting my name " Izmir ! "
By happenstance , I whisked around in reponse to his familiar voice and returned his wave with a nervous smile to which Kyle immediately , with a hint of concern and a thorough understanding of social anxiety , asked me if I was feeling alright. Already on nerve , my hidden feelings towards him ultimately got the better of me and I told him I needed to leave urgently before my dad started shouting at me to reach him quickly. He let out an awkwarly hollow " bye " before I tragically turned my back to him and speeded towards the parking lot to find an overly aggravated parent likely to be mine.
Even after all these years , I could not understand the sheer tingling feeling which consumed me when Kyle reached out to me. We've been neighbours since the start of our lives , and the realisation that he , in fact , made me realise I wasn't so straight after all , still utterly floods my passage of emotion.
I was unable to fathom why I could not muster the courage to tell my best friends , both females , Natasha and Maria, about my unexpected romantic feelings towards Kyle and how I had not come to terms with them even after such an immensely long period of time.
As I entered the car , my dad , countering my current mood , over-enthusiasitically patted my back and asked me " So what are your plans for today ? "
Feeling contemplative about that , I simply nodded in response ; completely not in the mood for partying and activities considered pre-dominantly "fun" for adolescents. Reaching home , I scurried across towards my room ; anticipating some tranquil music followed my slumber.
Upon browsing through my laptop , I immediately contemplating texting Kyle about my nerve-filled state after the school exam but my attention was subsequently grasped by Maria's message which read " Homeboy , heard of the closeted gay kid at Everbay ? He just came out through a fake account. "
Laughing to myself about the idea of "coming out" with the concealing shield of a fake ID , I opened the link to the mentioned post which Maria had sent me.
