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The Beginning Of The End

(Slight smut warning)

That's where my story really began. I was bullied. I was hurt. No real friends. Alex and Brian didn't bother me and I didn't bother them. Rumors would fly around the school as if they were house flies but only bothering me. This, of course, lead to very bad trust issues, anxiety, and closing myself off from the world.

B and I still talk but not as much as either of us want to. He's busy doing and working on what he loves and I'm just trying to make it to Friday.

No I didn't tell my parents right off the bat. Now that I look back at it, I should've just grown up and forced myself to because not telling them only made things worse. When I did tell them they were upset at the situation, not me. They understood and when I showed them some of the bruises I got, they were furious.

Mom cried, Dad was yelling on the phone with the school. It was just a big family moment. They took me out of the school, which surprised me because they did it quick.

Now the part I was nervous about was telling B. We tell each other everything and since I didn't tell him this sooner I was afraid of how he might react.

When I told him he was silent and I knew that he was scolding himself for not being there for me. He even confirmed it when he kept saying that he should've been there for me, he should've made a way so he could've stayed longer, it's his fault that he didn't watch out for me. I kept telling him that it wasn't his fault and he couldn't do anything about it and he started to listen. We both cried on the phone that night.

But anyways Mom and Dad has gotten new jobs because Dad didn't like the amount of workload Mom had so they got different ones together. We had to move though which I was a bit reluctant of since I grew up in that house, but I needed a new beginning, a fresh start.

When they enrolled me in school, in the middle of the year might I add, I was not too happy. Starting in the middle of the year is never a pleasant experience. Except the school year is shorter, so I guess that's a plus. But when my parents told me that the school was lgbtq+ friendly and most of the schools staff were activists I was beyond excited.

I was still nervous, none the less, but when I got there they were so friendly and welcoming. A girl named Katy was instantly by my side but since I still had trust issues it took a while for me to actually open up to her. She's pansexual and when she came out to her parents, once she was confident that she was in fact pan, her parents didn't exactly approve of it, but she didn't care.

When I told her my story she gave me a hug and didn't say anything but, "You are a very strong and loving person, Jamie. You have been through so much but guess what, you came out as a badass."

Yeah, she's a keeper.

Along the way of my school adventure, I started crushing hard on my english teacher. But I'll get into that later.

Now, let's start my journey.

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For the most part, today has gone smoothly. Nothing interesting happened. I was really looking forward to my last class with, my favorite sexy teacher, Mr. Parker.

God, he's just so amazing! He teaches English, which is another bonus since it's my favorite subject. He's so sweet, charming, and open minded. I really did fall hard for this man, and I think something tells me he knows.

I was walking to his class, side by side, with my best friend, Katy, "So Jamie, I was thinking."

"Well this cant be good." I joked sarcastically, while she sticked her tongue out at me.
"Why don't you just make the first move on Mr. Parker?" Katy has known about my crush on Mr. Parker for a while now and she's totally cool with it. She says it's 'exciting.'