School - Gayln

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He walked into the school's playground, he'd heard the alarm beforehand. He just huffed, he didn't care. 

"More time for my ciggarreto," he hummed. He began to rummage around his pockets. 

"Come on," he grumbled, then he rummaged some more. Until, after the tenth rummage, he let out a large sigh. He'd left them at home, he was going to get them until his sister's stupid boyfriend caused him hassle. He cursed his name.  

"Hey Gayboy!" shouted a familiar voice. Usually, he'd hate that, but this voice was the only thing he came to school for.

"Hey Daz!" 

Daz jogged beside him, they looked at eachother for a while, until Gayln pulled Daz by his collar and kissed him. Daz struggled and pushed him away.

"Dude stop! People could see us!" Daz hissed. Gayln gave him a frustrated look, this wasn't the first time this had happened. Daz hadn't truely excepted the fact that he was gay. He would tell Gayln he was going through a faze. But Gayln knew he wasn't. It broke his heart hearing all this. 

"Daz, no one will. We are fine, everyone's in class," He began, his face had fallen. 

"Seriously Daz, I'm getting sick of this."

Daz sighed and looked at the floor, his dark brown hair was put up in a ponytail, but it always seemed to fall out a bit. Gayln loved looking at each strand of it. But no matter how much he loved him, he couldn't stand what he put him through.

"Gayln, I can't be found out. I play rugby here, I'm the best player and I'm respected. I can't be found out," 

Gayln began to walk away, his face hidden in his hands. Daz looked at him, his mouth gaping open.

"What are you doing?" He began, staring straight at Gayln.

"What about our time together? This is the only time I can get!"

Gayln looked at him with sad eyes. He shook his head and faced the school.

"I'm fed up with being your little secret Daz," he told him, then continued walking away.

"It's either me, completly me, or nothing at all. Come back when you've worked it out."

He jogged away, fighting back tears. He could feel himself warming up, but he pushed it back down. Besides, he had a science class to get to.

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