Gay-Jay

Drama... Gotta Love It </3

CHAPTER ONE:

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KRISTA approached me with a furious look in her eyes when I closed my locker and tried to give her a hug. She rejected it. What a bitch, I thought. And I truly meant it. She was always pissed at me for some reason or another, and I could pretty much tell that if she didnt end up dumping me, then i would be the one to dump her real shortly.

"Aj, what the hell did Juliet mean when she told me your 'fly has been open?'" She accused me even though she didnt outright say it.

"Maybe my fly was open?..." I said knowing that my fly had been fully zipped, but still playing stupid.

"You know what i mean! Are you having sex with JaNay Delafuentos???"

"Yeah, actually... We went pretty hard last weekend at Jasons Halloween party, while you were giving druggie Kristopher a blow job in the bathroom" I rolled my eyes.

"You asshole."

"Krista--come on! Why do you always have to believe everything you hear and turn it into drama?"

"Look here Aj Laroux--i have a reputation to keep up to date, so if youre hooking up with some loser-slut, then that reflects bad on both you and me. If you want to fuck up your reputation then go right ahead, but i SO refuse to let you screw up mine because you have a boner." She glowered.

I was completely baffled. "I cant believe that you think I would cheat on you." I said even though I knew it was a possibilty somewhere down the road.

"Well I do. And until you can grow a couple inches and admit that you fucked up... Then im gonna believe what i hear."

"Oh Krista, you only want me to grow a couple inches so that you can shove it further down your throat... It has nothing to do with honesty. Youre a bitch... And as far as im concerned, you are the one whose sex life should be monitored more closely. Youre the slut in this school, not me."

"Youre making a huge mistake." She sneered.

"Really? I feel pretty good about it...but then again you're not the first, or last, bitch ill ever date." I new that that was kind of a lie, though. I was so sick of all the girls in my school being bitches! But then, I was wrestling with a really big dilema... One that i shouldnt even be considering--my sexuality. It was stupid and I shrugged it off, knowing i at least made a point to her.

She crossed her arms.

"Why are you still here?" I asked.

"We have to go to Student Council together. Showing up together is part of gaining points for Prom King and Queen." Her voice sounded defeated.

"Oh... I wasnt clear? Im dumping you. Have a nice life with druggie Kristopher and all the little weed smokers, while you're smoking his cock."

She suddenly looked like she wanted to cry. I did feel a little bad at first, but just because I can't even recall a time when I was that mean. I felt like a complete douche-bag.

She clutched her textbooks closer to her chest and clenched her jaw tight, turning on one heel, to storm away into the girls' bathroom.

I stared at the ground momentarily, but then I decided that I wouldnt bring myself to regret the fact that I had just dumped the bitchiest cheerleader in ALL of St. Drake High School. And there were quite a few of them.

After a moment of reflecting on what I had done to Krista, I made my way to CAT (College Alegbra Trigonemetry). Truth be told, I was pretty smart when it came to math. Many of us 'jocks' didnt like to admit it, but the way I see it--we weren't fooling anybody anyways--we had good grades. But I found it REALLY hard to concentrate while I was in class, and it wasnt just because of what went on with Krista, but because of truly why I did what I did to Krista. It really was very mean, and the more I tried to convince myself that I had been rational under the circumstances--the more I realized that she looked like the innocent child in the situation.