I haven't left my bed in two days. I've lost all contact with Rodney and I don't have the stomach to eat anything. I hear my alarm clock go off because it's Monday and I have to go to school. I want to take the day off to cry for a few hours but I already hear my mom calling for me to get up. I turn my head to the other side of the pillow to try to get five minutes more sleep but my mom barges into my room and screams "GET UP I'VE BEEN CALLING YOU FOR TEN MINUTES" I get out of bed and begin getting dressed. I don't feel like dressing nice because I have no one to impress now. I put on a plain hoodie and jeans. I splash some water in my face and I am in a better place. I walk down stairs and I see my mom in the kitchen. "Hey I'm making omelets" she says. "My favorite" I say. Omelets have always been a comforting food for me, whenever I'm feeling down my mom makes me an omelet and I feel much better. I finish my omelet and put the plate in the sink. I grab my bag and car keys and I'm off to school. I'm listening to the radio and it's a song that's in my playlist. It's Love Galore by SZA. I hear the first two lines and it encourages me. Done with these n***as I don't love these n***as I dust off these n***as do it for fun. SZA is right I don't need boys. All I need is myself. Maybe it's good that this happened. I don't need distractions in my life anyway. I arrive to school and I walk through the front door. I think I'm actually done with boys right now I don't want anyone breaking my heart again. I'm walking through the hallway and I stop at my locker. I get the two books that I need for the day and close my locker. Rodney's face appears and he's leaned against a locker. "Can we talk?" he says. I'm not sure what to say. I feel embarrassed as it is and I don't need Rodney making me feel any worse. "There's nothing to talk about" I say and walk away.
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After school I usually go to Jax with Rodney, but since I'm not talking to him I decide to go by myself. It's really close so I'm able to walk. I'm walking there and I'm counting all the steps I take in each square of the sidewalk. I do this when I'm bored so I guess I'm very bored today. I try to keep two steps per tile as I'm walking. As I'm taking my next footstep I trip on a crack in the sidewalk. I lose my balance and fall face-first into the tile. I can suddenly feel the embarrassment as I notice that everyone watched me trip and fall. I see people laughing and pointing at me and some even pulling out their phones to record. I feel a warm hand against my shoulder and a masculine voice. I look up and see it's Michael from my Spanish class. "Are you good" he says. I stay there for a moment, studying his face, wondering if this is all a dream. He reaches out his hand for me to get up. I accept his hand and get myself up. I dust off the dirt that was on my pants and grab my back pack off the floor. "Thank you" I say. "It's no problem. You going to Jax?" He says as he and I start walking."Yeah I'm walking there" I say. "Oh me too" he says. I'm walking straight making sure to look at the ground as I'm walking. "So how do you think you did on the Spanish test?" I ask. "I think I failed I didn't really study" he says. "I feel that" I say. We arrive at Jax and see that most of the people inside go to our school. It's mostly teenagers that go to Jax because it's right next to the school. There's a long line so I follow Michael to the end of the line. It only takes about ten minutes until we're at the front of the line and ordering our food. Michael begins ordering "Can I get a chicken tender meal with fries" he turns to me "What do you want?" He says. "It's okay I have money" I respond. "Nah it's my treat" he convinces me. "Okay can I get a chicken tender meal with fries too" I tell the cashier. "That'll be 14.90" the cashier tells Michael. He pays the lady and we have a seat at an empty booth. I'm not sure what to talk about. I try to break the awkward tension. "Thanks for paying for my food" I say. "That's what friends are for" he says and winks at me. I start noticing his minor features like the way he smiles and his dimples show. I start staring for a while and he pulls me out of my gaze. "Are you doing anything on Friday." He says. "Actually I'm not" I say as I laugh silently. "Well my parents are out of town I'm thinking about throwing a party" "That'd be cool" " Do you wanna come?" Michael's perfectly hazel eyes look at me and he smiles. Suddenly I get a text, I check it to see that it's Rodney. Can we talk. I don't want to deal with Rodney right now. I leave him on read and continue to staring at Michael's beautiful eyes.
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His One True Friend
RomanceShane doesn't know how to tell his straight friend, Rodney, that he has feelings for him. He wants to be with Rodney more than anything and he goes through extreme lengths to make Rodney his.
