Smile (Gay one shots)

Not so bad after all

This escalates very  quickly. Then de-escaltes even faster.

If everything in this world was peaceful, we would be nowhere near better off. Things would be boring and strict. And at a point somebody would resort to a less peaceful solution to their problems.

I glanced around the vanacant parking lot, Dancing in The Dark by Joji playing softly through my earbuds. 

The sun was only beginning to show itself over the horizon. I let my hair fall over my eyes. The only car in the lot was mine. A blue ZL1 1LE (Google it. It's beutiful.)

I wasn't always this early. I just really needed to get away from the chaos at home. My mom got re-married. He seemed nice at first but it all went down hill the week after they got married. He didn't like that I wasn't super masculine, calling me a faggot with every chance he got, shoving me around and making me do all the work.

He thinks I'm gay. I'm not. And if I was, I think even I'd be disgusted in myself. It's not normal. I don't talk much. I don't like violence. I don't like the generally masculine stereotypes. And I have a side cut that I've grown out for nearly 3 years. But that doesn't make me gay.

I'm not religious or anything, it's just unnatural. It has to be caused by some mental disorder. I don't know what kind of person would wanna be gay. It's fucking repulsive. (I hate ppl that act like this)

I really wished I hadn't woken up so early. I felt like I was gonna die. I closed my eyes and let myself drift to sleep.

Half an hour later

I opened my eyes slowly. My earbuds had fallen out and my engine was still running. I fixed my hair a bit and stuffed my phone in my pocket. I grabbed my keys and my book bag before slipping out of my car and locking the door behind me.

I stretched and glanced around. The campus was already lively. I pushed my glasses farther up onto the bridge of my nose. It was about 45 minutes before the bell rang for everybody to head to homeroom. I went to my locker and sorted through the stuff I'd need for the day before making my way upstairs.

I was debating skipping 1st and 2nd period. I really didn't wanna run into Jesse Sonnenfeld. He seems pretty cool at first. Until he starts flirting. He'll flirt with anybody, guys, girls, even teachers. The 12th grade floor was filled with chatter. Seniors, juniors, and a few sophomores and freshmen scattered the halls and classrooms.

I set my books on a desk in the far back of my homeroom, Mr. Hudson. He was pretty cool. Laid back. But barely taught his class. We all had good grades because his content was easy though.

I slipped into the boys restroom quietly. A few seniors loitered in the restroom, a few smoking, a few of the loners, some actually using the restroom, and some of the popular guys hanging out. I glanced in the mirror, fixing my hair and making sure I looked half ass decent.

I had on a dark red Lil Peep hoodie, some black, faded, and torn skinny jeans, black and white vans, and a black beanie. My hair was almost dried from my morning shower, coming to a much lighter brown than it'd been earlier.

My friend Aron stepped into the bathroom. "Grey. Come on. Let's go sit out in the courtyard for a while."

I nodded and followed him in silence. It was pretty cold. The courtyard was pretty much vacant. We didn't really talk much. The courtyard cleared up after a few minutes. It was only just us. We leaned against a wall out of view of windows or cameras. So we could smoke and do whatever we wanted basically.

He glanced at me and sighed. "I'm heading inside bro. Meet me before second period in the bathroom I got something to tell ya."

I nodded and watched him walk off. Things were silent for a few minutes before Jesse stepped out into the courtyard. He had a ciggarate in between his lips. It was pretty normal for him.