That night, I dreamed of everyone finding out.
The word "faggot" was scribbled on my locker, and as I stood there staring at it, a football player walked by and spit on me.
I would try to run out of school, out the doors to safety - but every time I tried to take a step, it felt like I could hardly move. My legs must have weighed a thousand tons, and when I finally got to the doors, they were locked.
I woke up breathing heavily and sweating like a pig. I wiped my forehead and glanced at the clock. 5:50. I had ten minutes before my alarm went off.
Biting my tongue, I crawled out of bed to get ready for school.
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Until I Ran Out of Stars
Teen FictionM/M romance. Jay has spent his entire life trying to hide the truth about himself. But his junior year of high school, when he meets Calvin, he might be willing to change that.
