Failing Triangle (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 7

Donny pov

Walking into second period was relieving. It was study hall and I had it with my friend Tasia.

Tasia was one of Britney's close friends, but she was my friend too. I've known Tasia since elementary school. We only talk on occasions, but this is the only year I really had a class with her.

"Hey, study buddy." I said as I slid in the seat next to her.

"Hey, Donny." She smiled.

"Are we gonna get actual studying done today?" I asked but I already knew the answer.

She laughed, "No."

I laughed with her. I loved having class with her, she knows how to turn a bad day into a shimmering, bright rainbow.

"So what did you do last night?"she asked me.

"I spent the night at Tom's house and kicked his ass in Call Of Duty." I smiled.

"Y'know, I'll never understand Call Of Duty. I mean, the killing, the shooting. Isn't that just making people more violent? I think we should just hug everything out." She laughed again.

"Its a great way to let out your anger on the people you want to kill in real life." I said and stuck my tongue out at her.

She shrugged and smiled, "Yeah thats true. I've got a few people that I would love to tame my anger out on." She said.

I sighed, "Then things got weird this morning. Tom barley said ten words to me, which is unlike him. We always talk about everything, but he wouldn't even tell me what was wrong with him. I felt like such a two dollar whore."

"Two dollars? I paid fifty! How come he gets a good deal and I don't?" She laughed again. "Oh wait, I know." She wiggled her eyebrows.

I blinked at her with confusion. "It's because he has an extra leg." She said.

The confusion only got worse. What the hell did she mean by that? I did a hand rolling gesture as a sign for her to continue but she shook her head. That was the only hint she was giving me.

Okay, think about this, Donny. I can do it. A third leg... something that a girl doesn't have. Well a girl doesn't have a lot of things that a guy doesn't have. The only big difference was the vagina and the...

"No, it's not because of his dick!" I squealed and Tasia laughing. I was so loud that my teacher looked at me with a questionable glare.

"Is there something, Mr. Hewitt?" She asked me.

"No ma'am. Everything is fine." I said and turned to the still laughing Tasia. "It's not because of his dick!" I whispered.

"I'm sorry what was that? You just practically announced to the whole world that it is because of his dick. Admit it, Donny. You like Tom." Tasia said.

My eyes felt like they were about to pop out at her. Tom is my best friend, and he's straight. Although imagining him with a girl did make me sad. Watching him chase after Britney was sad. Our personalities connected, which is why we're best friends now.

I was straight, right? Right? I mean, yeah I liked girls. At least I liked making out with them, but I don't know if it felt right...

"Whatever you're thinking so hard about you should tell me." Tasia said with a grin.

"Tom and I just best friends. Best friends are always hanging out together, and telling each other everything. The only feelings that's there are best friend feelings. That's it." But deep down, I hoped that wasn't just it.

"Okay, quick question. How would you feel if Tom held your hand?" She asked.

I thought about it. I would actually be really nervous. My palms would probably sweat. I would stutter my words.

"See?" She smiled.

I realized what she was talking about. I was smiling at the thought of Tom holding my hand.

"Alright. How would you feel if Tom kissed you?" She asked.

I felt butterflies in my stomach. My body began to shake, and I was breathing really hard. Tom and I kissing? Ohgod, what if he doesn't like it? What if I'm not that good if a kisser? What if Tom is just not interested?

Wait, what the hell am I talking? Of course he's not interested. He's too busy chasing after Britney's pussy.

"You do like him, don't you?" She asked.

"N-no, he's my best friend." I said.

"Uh huh. Let me tell you something, Don. You were thinking about that for a long time. Straight guys would just scream 'I'll punch him in his face!' But not you. You thought so hard about it that you thinking if he likes you back, what would happen if the kiss was bad." She said and tossed her hair over her shoulder.

"How would you know?" I asked.

"I have two gay friends that are dating each other, and I went through a phase in eighth grade." She said.

And that's when it hit me. I did like Tom. But I wasn't gay, so I was bi? I don't know, I just know that I did like Tom.

I was so distracted by my realization of my feelings for Tom that I didn't notice that someone walked through the door.

"Can I help you?" My teacher asked.

"I'm Roman. I'm new."