❛❛ do you look at your beloved ones with that expression too? ❜❜ ❛❛ excuse me? ❜❜ ❛❛ you've heard correctly. could you stop looking at me, please? ❜❜ ❛❛ could you stop being so direct, please? ❜❜ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ( 𝐭𝐚𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧 / 𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐚𝐮 ) ( all rights of this story belong to me except the following, real people. )

My name is Rolland and I grew up in an orphanage in the middle of town. I've lived here as long as I can remember. I always tried to ask why me or any of the other kids were here but the woman who ran the orphanage just answered by holding up a sign saying 'I'm busy. Go play, Rolland.' After my eighth birthday I stopped asking. Besides, I think I already knew why my parents hadn't wanted me... I was completely deaf. (This will NOT be a super perverted book, even being bxbxb. So if you are looking for that, go elsewhere, k! I'm here for the story and a bit of horror and romance mixed in!)

'Overly gay' Barkley Bush has moved to yet another small town. Jumping for joy, Barkley enters his final year of high school at a new school with new people and new challenges. Uninterested yet sadly hot, the neighbor boy gives Barkley a fake name. Bullies follow Barkley like a fly to the light, pushing him for even a slight movement. Barkley's determined to push it all away and just finish high school without a bang. But, just maybe, Barkley's plan may have a few unintended changes. And a crown-less king. (Totes unedited.) {Complete}