I’m currently losing a fight to my pants, they're too tight and refuse to not be inside out. I'm dreading another day of school. The Corgan and Stoley volcano is about to erupt. I just hope I'm not one of the people that gets engulfed in flames.
This weekend, bothered the fuck out of me, Clyde pestered me about Thomas the whole time at work. I am an informant, but leave me alone man, after I tell you that I don't know.
My phone vibrates on my desk scaring the shit out of me, I almost drop dead, it's so loud.
(From Thomas) I'm going to do it! I think I might text him about how I feel.
I glance at that message, my stomach drops as I shove my right leg into the left leg hole.
“Fuck!” I exclaim, this is putting me behind schedule, Bradley …show more content…
I arrive and class begins. It's all fairly monotonous.
It's difficult for Craig to talk to me for too long in this class. His jaw clenches once he realizes that time is almost up.
As the bell rings and we stand up, he whispers, “Kevin’s going to be a dick, huh.”
I guess so, Craig.
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Lunch is awkward, Kevin is agitated, Clyde keeps wiggling his eyebrows.
“So how is everyone?” Bradley, oh Bradley.
“Shitty.” Thomas fiddles with his French fries.
“Well, the football team will have its first game next weekend, you guys should come out to watch.” Clyde smiles, ugh he makes it hard to say no. He's so dopey and innocent.
“Do you really think we'd like football?” Wow, Kevin, harsh. I choose to say nothing.
“That sounds fun,” Bradley nudges Kevin.
“Fuck, shit! I have to go…” Thomas’s voice trails off as he gets up from the table.
Thomas fled from us.
“Dude. This is bad, we have to talk to him.” How diplomatic of you Bradley, he murmurs.
“Yeah!” I sound too ready, excited to defend Thomas.
“It's not that simple, I don’t want to hurt his feelings.”
“Just go out with him dude, it couldn't hurt you.” Clyde waves a chicken finger as he …show more content…
Can't just trust you blindly.”
“Why?” I ask blinking at him, I'm not really sure what he's on about.
“Do you have something to hide?” Craig’s eyes narrow, Jesus, fuck, yes.
“No. I'll tell you, just tell me.” Crossing my arms defiantly.
He flips me off, “You first,” his smile makes me forgive him.
“Well, I like...dudes too. I mean, I think it's obvious.” I begin to stammer, I'm unnerved, why did I do that?
“It’s not obvious.” He states, “That's heavier than what I had. My parents are divorcing. I just didn't want to tell Clyde, he can't keep his god damn mouth shut.”
“Oh yeah, I knew that. About Clyde, I mean, I'm sorry about your parents.” Sincerely.
“They were going to wait until Ruby, my little sister, I don't think you know her, was going to turn eighteen.” He rolls his eyes. “I just needed to tell someone.”
“Yeah, I understand.” I don't, I'm just flattered that he thought to talk to me. My heart flutters.
“Just don't fucking tell anyone, clear?” He grins, playfully punching my arm.
“All clear.” Weirdo, this is nice though, for now.
AN: Sorry that this took forever! Thank you for the reads, reviews, follows, and favorites! You guys rule! Until next
This weekend, bothered the fuck out of me, Clyde pestered me about Thomas the whole time at work. I am an informant, but leave me alone man, after I tell you that I don't know.
My phone vibrates on my desk scaring the shit out of me, I almost drop dead, it's so loud.
(From Thomas) I'm going to do it! I think I might text him about how I feel.
I glance at that message, my stomach drops as I shove my right leg into the left leg hole.
“Fuck!” I exclaim, this is putting me behind schedule, Bradley …show more content…
I arrive and class begins. It's all fairly monotonous.
It's difficult for Craig to talk to me for too long in this class. His jaw clenches once he realizes that time is almost up.
As the bell rings and we stand up, he whispers, “Kevin’s going to be a dick, huh.”
I guess so, Craig.
-
Lunch is awkward, Kevin is agitated, Clyde keeps wiggling his eyebrows.
“So how is everyone?” Bradley, oh Bradley.
“Shitty.” Thomas fiddles with his French fries.
“Well, the football team will have its first game next weekend, you guys should come out to watch.” Clyde smiles, ugh he makes it hard to say no. He's so dopey and innocent.
“Do you really think we'd like football?” Wow, Kevin, harsh. I choose to say nothing.
“That sounds fun,” Bradley nudges Kevin.
“Fuck, shit! I have to go…” Thomas’s voice trails off as he gets up from the table.
Thomas fled from us.
“Dude. This is bad, we have to talk to him.” How diplomatic of you Bradley, he murmurs.
“Yeah!” I sound too ready, excited to defend Thomas.
“It's not that simple, I don’t want to hurt his feelings.”
“Just go out with him dude, it couldn't hurt you.” Clyde waves a chicken finger as he …show more content…
Can't just trust you blindly.”
“Why?” I ask blinking at him, I'm not really sure what he's on about.
“Do you have something to hide?” Craig’s eyes narrow, Jesus, fuck, yes.
“No. I'll tell you, just tell me.” Crossing my arms defiantly.
He flips me off, “You first,” his smile makes me forgive him.
“Well, I like...dudes too. I mean, I think it's obvious.” I begin to stammer, I'm unnerved, why did I do that?
“It’s not obvious.” He states, “That's heavier than what I had. My parents are divorcing. I just didn't want to tell Clyde, he can't keep his god damn mouth shut.”
“Oh yeah, I knew that. About Clyde, I mean, I'm sorry about your parents.” Sincerely.
“They were going to wait until Ruby, my little sister, I don't think you know her, was going to turn eighteen.” He rolls his eyes. “I just needed to tell someone.”
“Yeah, I understand.” I don't, I'm just flattered that he thought to talk to me. My heart flutters.
“Just don't fucking tell anyone, clear?” He grins, playfully punching my arm.
“All clear.” Weirdo, this is nice though, for now.
AN: Sorry that this took forever! Thank you for the reads, reviews, follows, and favorites! You guys rule! Until next