*Miles P.O.V.*
Yesterday Tristan came out to me. I freaked out on him at first but quickally regained my composure. I've never had problems with gays before. My dad's a total homophobe, but I'm not. And I'm not gay either, but then... Why did I have a wet dream about Tristan last night? I still remember the way I felt when he was inside me. Amazing! I shake my head to clear my thoughts as I enter Mr. Yates's room early. I stop by the door. Tristan's there. I edge around the wall a bit to eavesdrop... I can't quite see them, but I can make out the voices perfectly, once my back is against the wall, my ear pointed in their direction.
TRIS: "No, not happening again!"
YATES: "Come on Trissy-Bear, give me another chance."
TRIS: "Don't you EVER call me that again. Not after what you did to me! You said that you loved me!"
YATES: "I do!" I can tell he's pleading now.TRIS: "No. You don't. You manipulated me. I was nothing but a boy toy to you. I am NOT going back to that!"
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