I went back to my home and immediately opened my e-diary.
Dear diary,
Today, I had a new and amazing neighbour. His name was Artison and he's pretty much like an artsy slob, but he's funny personality repaired that. I find him very cute, to be honest. Somehow, a though had been circling around my head annoyingly that I have very deep feelings for this new boy even though I kept saying that I liked girls. Am I actually gay!? No, no, no, I don't want to think so! Of course I do like girls!Writing this thought all of a sudden, a knock on the door pushed my mind off. "It better not be the girls next door!" I thought. I went and open the large, heavy door. "Hi, Travis! " a very suprising introduction by Liberty. "We were wondering if you would like to come and have dinner with us!" Summer continued cheerfully. "We always see you ordering take-outs." she explained resuming. Wait, im disastrously confused. I asked them, "Are you girls spying on my personal life? " After I said those contradicting words, I could see their confused look. Liberty came up with an answer, "Pfffft, what makes you think like that? " she said with a nervous sweat dropping down from her slender face. I was gonna say something before she shut me down and continued, "Ok! See you tonight! Bye! "
Ummmmmm.....whaaaaat? I quickly answered by reflex, "Ummm, bye?" They gave me an obvious fake smile as I close the door. I didn't even said I was coming! I guess... I'm committed now? Suddenly, I overheard their conversation outside, "Oh, my god. That was horrible. " Summer complained to Liberty with sass.
Back to the thought I just had. I'm not sure what to do. I know that cute boy Artison likes the girl next door but what am I suppose to do!? I like guys... And girls. I'm...bi!?!?
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Bromantic Artist
No FicciónA story about a group of friend and enemies. Love, heartbreaks, friendship and paint. Artison, the new hobo street boy in town fell in love with the girl next door, Mariam, an aspiring artist ready to open her own museum. Artison never realised his...