Chapter One: Peter

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Sebastian,

My name's Peter. You might have seen me in the hallway. I'm that gay guy that everyone likes. But, one of the pros of being as gay as I am is that I have a very powerful Gaydar. The first time I looked at you, the first thought I had was, "That bitch's gay." So, I was wondering if maybe you'd want to hang out sometime? I have some friends at Mickey's Diner and they make a mean strawberry milkshake.

You're probably wondering how I knew that you were gay. Well, I have this... secret weapon. I have a special smile that I flash to guys when my Gaydar goes off. If they blush, they're gay. And yesterday after fourth period, I smiled at you. Your face burned redder than a freshly bloomed rose. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone what I know. You haven't come out to anyone if I've read you correctly. I know the feeling of wanting to keep it a secret. My parents are very Catholic, and if I told them, I'd be out of the house faster than I was out to my sister Brooke.

But... fuck religion. It's just a bunch of people in fancy robes telling you who you can and can't be. I find it ridiculous. I still go to church with them, and that old man Christopher gives me a knowing smile whenever I arrive. His eyes sparkle and practically speak to me saying,

"I know you don't want to be here. You be gay as fu. My wife made cookies, want to come over to my place after church to have some snacky-snacks?"

Brooke tells me to just grab the bull by the balls and tell my parents that I'm gay. But I like living in my house. It's cozy and the only worry that I really have is that my parents will find out my filthy secret. So, I leave the bull's balls alone and just stay in my quiet cocoon of lies.

Anyways, if you don't want to accept my invitation in public, feel free to write back. Just slip the note in my locker. My number is 2863. It's a top, just like me.

~Peter

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