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This is a more revised version of a story I made around 2016. It was named "Lost in Skittles" (Oh god kill me now) and was something I really put my heart into (not that its was any good lol). I will keep the original description because i think its hilariously piss poor.
Imagine it being hard to fit in. Especially when you think you don't belong when you feel the world would be better without you to mess up the order. Well for these kids it's harder to fit in. It's the feeling of loneliness that eats them up in the inside. Kills their happiness. I know it's hard to imagine this feeling without going through it. Four people. Four wounded souls. Four names will change your life forever. Aaron Willis, Ashley Kyles, Garcia Ortiz, and Jose Ramirez.
Aaron never felt love, Ashley has got love all wrong, Garcia doesn't believe in love, and Jose wants to deny his love.
You might be thinking it's just another love story. NOPE!!
This love is strange. (Calling a gay love story strange? Thank my internalized homophobia at this time) This love is about friendship, ( I mean sure) loyalty, reality and let's not forget, coming out of the closet (good grief put me back in the closet this instant)
So see the colors, Taste the rainbow, Get Lost in Skittles! (Idk what i was thinking)
The story will be very slow lolz. My revisions wont be that good either but it's a little fun and I guess sometimes ill put an authors note. So here we go I suppose.
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