Why fall for the straight boy? BXB

Part 2

WARNING- USE OF HOMOPHOBIC SLURS

Taylor's P.O.V

"What can you tell me of the relationship that exponents have in long division?" My math teacher asks. First day and we're already covering exponents? Ugh, what a nightmare. I like to complain a lot yes, but that doesn't mean I don't do anything. I believe that if you still do the work, you earn the right to complain, because you're still getting things done right?

"Hmmm Taylor? would you like to respond?" My stupid teacher asks.

"Oh um.." I start but of course the idiot boy that hates me for being gay has to speak up.

"Oh look the little fairy doesn't know. Guess the stereotype is true huh?"The stupid word shouldn't get to me I know, but still, it really is painful when hearing someone say those words. Why hate on someone for who they love? For what they prefer? I don't see it, but of course people are going to do it anyway?

"Actually, before this Imbecile had to interrupt me, we need to divide the term with the highest power inside the division symbol by the term with the highest power outside the division symbol." As I finish responding, I turn around to send him a smirk.

"Guess I'm smarter than you think, huh you dense bitch?" I know I shouldn't provoke him, but he makes it so easy I just had to take advantage of the situation.

"Both of you stop with the cursing. As I was saying..." My math teacher says while continuing his lesson, I turn back around to see that he's upset, mad that I managed to show him up, and insult him in front of our classmates, which to be honest, he deserves. My classmates aren't against me, but they prefer to keep to themselves, and any person who has a comment to say just whispers it or keeps it to themselves, which is way better than dealing with the humiliation of said terms and phrases. Just to show him I could really care less of what he says and to make it seem like his words don't affect me, I send him a wink, which leaves him fuming. I'm sorry I know I shouldn't do anything more to provoke someone who could kill me, but he really is fun to torment, just as much as he enjoys tormenting me. The bell rings, and as I head to my locker to pick up my stuff, I get shoved against it, and I look to see the same face of the boy who I managed to humiliate in class.

"Really? Did you honestly think you would get away from me? You're more stupid than I realized." he says, a sneer on his face as he thinks he has me afraid. God I'm trembling under his weak hold. Notice the sarcasm in that.

"Oh wow look, the boy toy has more shit to say huh? Are you sure you are even meant to be here? I heard Pre-k still takes people like you, you know, the stupid uneducated ones?" I give him a smirk, making him steam, and I swear his face could not have been more red than it already was.

"Listen here you little shit, don't call me a boy toy, because I'm not the one who likes to take dick up my ass." His comment is so basic, its honestly amazing how he thinks its even a good comeback, which lets be honest, it isn't.

"Oh no! Your comment made me feel bad about being myself!" I say, adding an exaggerated cry.

"Look, I don't know what your problem is, and I could really give less than a fuck, I ran out when I faced men like you every day so insecure about themselves that they attack people like me who are brave to show off who we love, who we are, who we wish to be in life. So let me go, move on with your life, and let me be, or else you really will fucking regret coming up to me and appearing brave, when you're really just a coward." I seethe, making sure I make my threat loud and clear.

"Is that a threat bitch?" He spits out, trying so hard to intimidate me which really isn't working. So in response I kick his legs, which causes him to groan out in pain, and before he can recover I slide my arms around his head and push him to the floor. Yes I know how to fight, I'm not the stereotypical weak gay guy who needs others to defend me.