Dance For Love

Am I gay...?

Carter Daniels

The best feeling about dancing is the rush. You get excited and feel great when you fight for the championship or to win a battle. It's even better when you win and smile as the sweat drips down your face and body. The feel of everyone cheering for you and the opposing side being pissed off about losing. You can't forget about the drugs, major parties, and drinking when your the victor. The many girls grinding on you, wild sex, smoking. It's great! Ad the greatest thing is we never get caught by the cops. All the competitions and such are held down in the abandoned part of town, no one knows that anyone is there for anything. But there's something I've noticed at my competitions and dance battles lately; this nerd. Now, I don't mean that in a rude way, I mean that he's got that nerd complex and appearance. He has the thick black glasses, he always wears a plain shirt, and skinny jeans. He wears suspenders almost every time he comes out and he has dimples and blue eyes that can trap your very soul in its gaze. He seems to come with these two guys every time. They seem like dancers themselves, I think I've seen them around. I believe the one with black hair is Gabriel and the one with blonde hair is Xavier. They're the youngest ones out on the streets dancing because they're in twelfth grade. So that makes me wonder how old the kid that comes with them is. He seems like one of those preppy snobs, but I get the feeling that isn't one of them. He seems like he should be a dancer. He's got the body structure. One time when he came he was shirtless and he has a faint six pack.

I snap out of my daze to fingers snapping in front of my face. I look at the cause of it and see my friend Sam sitting there with a worried expression. "You okay man?" He asks, eyes showing concern. I nod and flash a smile. "Yeah. Just thinking."

"'Bout what?" He questions. I chuckle. "You know that kid that's always at the battles with Xavier and Gabriel?" He nods. "We'll I wanna know what the kid's name is."

Sam thinks for a moment and gives a aha. "His name is Elija Evans, he goes to school with them."

Elija Evans? A sexy name for a sexy boy. "Ya know how old he is?"

"Sixteen." Sam answers.

So I'm crushing on a sixteen year old, eh. Wait... what? Did I just say I'm crushing on him? No! I'm straight! I think? No I am straight! But I like a dude so.... am I gay? I sigh and fall back on the ripped up couch. "I'm going to bed, night Carter." Sam says and walks down the hallway. A few seconds later I hear a door shut.

I close my eyes and focus my mind on one question: Am I gay?

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