Sexuality is not always predictable, and love is a fickle mistress. Max knew who he was, and what he liked; love was none of those things. Looking forward to his last year, he was sure that the biggest change of senior year would be graduation. And so he went back to school ready to do things like always... unknown to him, that things had already begun to change.
Short story kinda long chapters .
Just a quick warning, I promise you it's not what it seems, the plot twist is something you will never imagine, I want to see you try and guess what will happen , no cheating.
Try to guess , I promise you you'll never be able to predict what happens.
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When you're a kid normally you'd have a childhood best friend, or a childhood girlfriend or boyfriend or just a childhood friend.
But my childhood was different, cause unlike most people I had a childhood enemy, rival.
Yeah....
I wish I was kidding but I'm not .
Ever since I learned how to walk and talk I was taught to hate this one guy , Damian.