My Friend Is A Trap: True Story Of How My Friend Became A Trap In A Year

Day 1

The first day I met him is the first day I had a friend I could call my own. What I meant by that is that I am not the type of person to be very "Active" If I could be honest. I mostly spent my days rotting in the very jail cell I called  "My Room". All of that changed when  I was eating alone and ball hit me, causing my food to go flying everywhere. Like any person I was very angry but wasn't in a state of explosive anger so I calmed myself and picked up the scattered scraps.

Jules rushed over to me to help me clean up the mess. "What in the hell?" is all that was running through my head. The reason behind this is because Jules was apart of a group of kids who I had some fights with, they weren't major. He was apart of THAT group and I couldn't wrap it around my head why he was helping me all of the sudden. Did they not explain to him to treat me like crap? or is he going to dump all the scraps on my head?

He did neither and threw away the scraps and came back towards me. "Ayo bruh! My bad man... I  kicked it too hard. My Fault!" He then tried to get the rest of the scraps around me. I was  in complete shock at his generosity and said a simple "It's okay". He nodded a bit and preceded to dap me up and said to me " My name is Jules but my friends call me Juju." I then introduced myself to him and we talked for a short amount of time before he headed off.

I was confused and slightly happy at the same time. A person from a group I had fought with, he helped me with a problem? It was unbelievable and it felt too good to be true. So much so I was tensed the rest of evening; I was cautious  and tried to avoid the group as much as I could to not start any drama. For the rest of day I was so uncomfortable and tired from trying to keep myself from letting my guard down.

Maybe I was being to harsh on the guy  I mean he did help me clean up and I sensed nothing suspicious off of him. He was a genuinely nice person and I probably acted like a complete dick towards him the entire day. I remember feeling so guilty that I was acting so childish towards such a nice person, I wanted to hide in shame forever. But the best happened and he was in my 4th Block class, Food and Wellness. He of course greeted me and asked me to sit next to him so I did.

As soon as I planted my butt on the seat I told him that I was sorry for acting so childish and explained to him my reasoning for it. He had no idea that what I was explaining even happened and that no one told him about it. I was relieved but still had a sense of shame for my actions as they were for nothing. He forgave me and  we were alright for that time being, he even let me have some gum as some sort of way of saying that he forgive me despite my actions. We learned lessons, chewed bubblegum, and laughed at some stories together.

I don't know if it was this moment or anything leading up to it but we were best friends at first sight. I got his number and saved it as " Jujuuu" to my Samsung galaxy mini. When I got into my grandmother's car I immediately texted him and he responded quickly at the speed of light. We must've texted for hours when I got home, it was the most exciting thing I had done at the time.

I called him and talked to him for so long that I had forgotten about my dinner. We talked about plans to go out for the weekend or stay inside and play video games with each other. We agreed on playing video games. He had the same interest in the same game I've been playing for a while Destiny/ Destiny 2! It was crazy how we loved the same game but it was more crazy how we talked like nerds about it for 3 hours straight. I eventually went to eat and the food was delicious but I was more interested in connecting with My New Friend than anything else.

When I called him back we continued as if nothing happened. We resumed our nerd talk for 4 more hours until I officially hung up. I jumped into the shower and spent an eternity inside because all I could think of was someone who had the same interests as I did. Again it felt too good to be true and I then started to dwell on the fact that he might've just been recording me talk so that he could laugh at me with his group. I had talked to myself more on my bed while scrolling through my phone.

No matter what I tried to do I could never get him off my mind and it felt so ridiculous because he I was basically fan-girling over the fact that he had almost the same hobbies as me, and loved to talk for hours. Now I knew that I wasn't Gay and I strongly denied it, it was a simple time of amazement for someone who was like me. And even if I was Gay I don't think he would be at all. He just feels to masculine to succumb to the explicitness of love for Men. Besides my little talk I rubbed one out to some porn and plugged my phone in to charge, I had to get some good rest so that I could talk to Juju the next day.

I was so excited to see him that I found it extremely hard to fall asleep.