The gym

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WHAM
He wasn't sure why but he was really nervous, Gammie had been pushing him to come out and say it, Larry's started catching on and it was only a matter of time before the others found out. He had to tell him. He felt his heart quicken when he looked over, Rhett was fooling around on the monkey bars irritating the hack out of Brandon as he just finished on the elliptical and Gage… Gage was at the weight machine his black hair mated and greasy from sweat, his caramel skin turned a slight shade of red each time he pulled on the metal chord connected to the heavy metal weights. He shook it off and turned back to the punching  bag. Punch after punch he was venting out his current emotions, a million questions running through his head.
'Do I tell him'
WHAM
'What if he turns me down'
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'What if he thinks I'm stupid'
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'What if-'
"HEY WYATT"
He turned his head.
WHAM
"OOF"
The bag slammed against his body sending him to the ground, Brandon and Rhett ran over.
Brandon was asking if he was hurt while Rhett helped him to his feet. Tunnel vision to the floor he only looked up when Gage jogged passed him, stopping the swinging bag in it's tracks. Sometimes Wyatt forgets how strong the boy is, it was very easy to over look with his slim and lanky frame. The Latino turned to him with a frantic look, his skin appearing to glow in the florescent light. Wyatt felt his cheeks go warm as Gage grabbed his shoulders.
"I am so so so so sorry I wasn't thinking, I just needed some help with the weight machine and I thought I'd ask you but I forgot that you were at the punching bag and-"
"It's ok"
Gage's eyes sparkled.
"You sure"
He nodded slightly, pulling off the boxing gloves he smiled.
"Yeah I wasn't in the right of mind either"
Brandon grabbed his friend and pulled him towards the door.
"I think he just got the air knocked out of him Gage, no need to worry. c'mon Wyatt let's get you a drink"

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