Mark is 14 and thinks that the annoyances of people are hard enough to handle but he has to deal with his true love and how people will handle that he's gay...
"I'm gay."
Disclaimer: I wrote this short story when I was immature and a lot younger than I am now. I don't endorse or suggest you read it, unless you want a cringe-worthy and badly written quick read. I'm just posting it, because I'm bored. Don't say I didn't warn you.