We're almost halfway through Pride month, and I'm just now deciding to start writing this. Oh, what is "this," you ask? It's my at-least-10,000-word-story for Just Write It.
Mallory. She's a freshman this year, so everything is kind of stressful; a new school, new people, and a ton of new problems. Especially since we all know high school is where any semblance of innocence goes to die a violent, fiery death. But she's determined to survive, even if she fails the first 27 times.
Alex. He's a junior, so he knows his way around the school... for the most part. He's gotten lost a few times, but luckily he still has that map. If only life had a map to show you where to turn, what to do if you accidentally walk through Annoying-Preps' Territory, stuff like that. But his blue hair doesn't really help him blend in... not that his not-so-secrets would've done a better job.
Isabella, poor Isabella. If you knew her back as a freshman, maybe an eighth grader, you might be wondering why we're calling her Isabella instead of Isaiah, but to answer that question, it's because she's Trans*. Luckily, her parents understood and she started hormone therapy over the summer, but it leads to some questions and... worse situations... at school. She's always been an introvert, but now it's almost necessary if she wants to see her senior year.
Callum; he's that jock who actually isn't the guy asking dumb questions in class. In fact, he's a bit hard on everyone about getting things done and being organized. Maybe it's to keep his identity a secret, because we all know how there's so much stigma surrounding the LGBT+ community and sports...
Then there's Marina, the blind kid who will legit punch you in the face if you mess with her. She's kind of nerdy, but she'd rather read a Braille Bible than talk to you. Sophomore year is tough, but she's tougher.
Finally, there's Sean. You've heard of nerdy Asians, right? Well, he's the lazy-sarcastic Asian, who's still smarter.
" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory.
Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love.
Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.