Online Diary Of A Gay Rockstar

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It took me several years to realize that the school attended, wasn't meant for those who were rowdy or undisciplined. It was different from what I had imagined. It was all boys school and they groomed the children to learn different skills from the very childhood. We had more activities, rather than simply reading books. Yes, it was strict, but it had its own charm.

Most of the kids studying here had a strong family background. They were offsprings of rich people, trained to be the next heirs to their multimillionaire companies. I was the only commoner here because the yearly fees were very high. I don't know what strings my parents pulled, to have me study here. Most likely it had something to do with my mother.......... or father or ....... I don't know.

Every year parents would send gifts to their sons, on their birthdays, Christmas, new years, thanksgiving. As for me? Nah, not even a single letter. I spent every summer vacation alone in school, with teachers. The other students would return home, to spend time with their family. It was lonely and forced to grow up and have my emotions checked in place at a young age. I couldn't cry, because it didn't help, other than having headaches the next morning. I did send letters at first, with the help of my music teacher. I never received a reply though, so I gave up writing them. Life moves on, nobody waits for another.

The twelve-year-old me, sat on the bench, staring at my the students swim. Though sports was compulsory, I wasn't interested in it. I opted for music and dance as my major. I never had any strength left to run and play, not after my dance classes. More like I didn't have the motivation to burn extra calories.

Till I turned ten, we all had a common set of activities. Every student from the class had the same regular routine and subjects. As we entered middle school, we had to choose a major and they would train us in that particular field. Though sports was compulsory, it only involved basic fitness. Other's chose their favorite sport.

I rolled my eyes when my best friend winked at me. He was the next to dive into the pool, along with the other six. The winners of each round would be selected for inter-school competition.I knew he would win and he did, just as I had predicted. His name was Kim K, he was the first friend I made in the school. I can't mention his real name, his dad is very powerful and for some reason, his family loves to hire lawyers. Kim climbed out of the pool, walking towards me, water still dripping down his body. Though he was my heart, my soul, and I loved him to the moon and back, there was one thing I disliked about him.

It was unfair, he was about the same age as me just few months older, yet looked like a fifteen-year-old. I, on the other hand, looked like a ten year old kid. Not that I was short, it's just he was more manly. "Did you see that? I won by 3 seconds." He placed a towel on his head, wiping the water droplets. I observed his body, up and down, frowning.

He chuckled softly, enough for me to hear and flexed his muscles. I glared at him, ready to drown him in the very pool he loved. "The gym teacher increased the weights. I am so tired, working out, every day in the morning." He licked his lips, his hand touching his abdominal muscles. There was that same gloating smile on his face. For others, it would look sexy, I couldn't help but gag.

He rolled his eyes, "come on, don't tell me, you don't feel attracted to a sexy beast like me?"I sneered, "Beast? More like a gorilla."

He shook his head in denial, "At least, I ain't the one with baby cheeks, rosy lips, soft milky skin, dark brown curls, and dove-like eyes. If you were ever sold in an auction, the richest pedos would line up with suitcases full of diamonds."