I walked into my house and into the kitchen later that day and grabbed a bag of Doritos. I started heading up the stairs to my room when I heard my older brother Landon call out from the living room. "How was the head, little brother?" he pestered. "Fuck off," I replied sluggishly. I laid down on my bed, opening the chips and thinking to myself. I thought about Autumn's proposal. Was she genuinely interested in me? How would I even feel about seeing her? I mean, she's smart and pretty. Most guys would go for a girl like her. I couldn't imagine myself kissing or holding hands with her, though. Not at all, actually. For as long as I can remember, or rather, for as long as I've been watching porn, I don't remember getting hard that easily - if even at all. As a horny fourteen-year-old, that shit used to be frustrating! I still have similar problems, but I just ignore them as much as possible. Suddenly, Fynn's face appeared in my head. I popped a chip into my mouth and cringed at myself. Fynn, really? I shook the thought from my head, blaming my brother's asshole comments about me and Fynn. Girls are as complex as the sky full of intricate stars, I thought. Maybe I just need to give her a chance. She seemed nice enough. I think I was going to see Autumn this week.
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Constellations
Teen FictionLevi, your typical teenage boy is going through all sorts of typical teenage stuff. He's battling mental illness and discovering himself along the way. His best friend, Fynn, sticks with him through all the bullshittery us teenagers call life. Somet...
