Just say ... Hi (boyxboy)

chpater 2: Blue eyes

**Pic is of Casey*** a.k.a 'beany boy'
Even though he has a hat on in this pic buuut say whaaa???
Authors note: Omg Omg Omg Omg!!! Like for reals guys!!! I didn't expect to get more then at least 2 views on my first chapter! But over 100?? AND OVERNIGHT!!! My sister had to slap me and remind me to breath when I woke up to check out wattpad this morning!
So here is Chapter 2 my kiwis!
And yet again... This will most probably be another improvised unplanned chapter which I pray to the lord Jesus YOUS WILL UNDERSTAND!! Hehehe
Bear with me guys! Pleaaaaaase I'm still only taking cute baby steps and still falling every 2 seconds...

Okay okay *Deep breaths*

On with the story
*inhale*exhale*chokes* BREATH KIWIBOY BREEEEAAAAAAAAAAATHHH!!!

*inhales*....

Casey's p.o.v

Ever since the tender age of 12 I had known I was gay, I had come out to my parents at the age of 14 two years after,

A war inside my head was In motion for those dreadful two years aswell.

A battle for the decision to 'come out'

Was fighting against the resistance

Ya know?? Being deeply in the closet I was almost in the land of Narnia... Most likely being the evil queens dirty servant.

The thought gave me chills.

But I never understood the concept of those two words 'Coming out' I mean you don't exactly see straight people having to 'come out'

And its not exactly like I was ashamed of myself either.

I just didn't understand myself at the time, So from the age of 12 to 14 I had became distant and rebelious, And my parents nor my brothers or sisters and closest friends had no idea why, My only escape from the cruel world of humanity and society was music, Music always made me feel at ease and at peace with myself.

But playing and making music was on an intire different field.

And in those two years my sleek acoustic guitar had become my best friend, Ever since I was a child I have always had a fascination for music I would sing along to every single song my mother would be listening to on the ride to school.

I would sing in the shower.

I would sing in my room.

I would sing on the toilet.

Any possible chance to sing I would and at the age of five when my and my family still lived in new zealand my dad had bought me my first ever baby guitar, I had seen musician's with there guitars on t.v and in town and once my little fingers swept across the nylon strings I guess the rest is history.

Once I had turned 10 dad had gotten a promotion in his job of being a Professor at the university of Waikato. He teaches the study of arts and sciences and to this day I still don't want to understand what that is.

But with his Promotion also came a transfer and this was a BIG Transfer.

I can remember a lot of emotional and resentful days back then, A lot of the resent had been directed towards my dad.

But fasforward 7 years later and here we are in Bloomington Indiana may I mention IN THE UNITED STATES! and I'm I'm 11th grade at Bloomington North high school and Dad is teaching Arts in Sciences at the Indiana university bloomington.