~James
"I-I'm fine." I respond, clutching my bag tighter.
He smiles, not a smirk, not an evil grin.
A real genuine smile.
I smile back.
"Well, I have to go. Wanna hang after school?" He raises one eye, urging me to answer.
"U-um yea okay." I answer smiling.
Then he runs off to his friends.
~Grayson
"Hey Grayson, why were you talking to the faggot?" Derek asks laughing. (A/N: yall, I hate the word faggot, I have never used it, this is for book purposes only, okay continue on with the story)
"Shut up Derek, and don't call him a faggot." I spit, he puts his hands up.
"Awww, is Grayson protecting his boyfriend." He laughs, I walk away then at the last moment, I turn around and punch him in his jaw.
He falls to the ground people rushing up to him, asking if he was okay.
I walk to class and sit down in my seat.
James walks in, sitting next to me.
"What happened, why did you punch him?" James asks worried.
"Reasons." I say blandly.
"W-well are y-you hurt." He stutters.
I turn to him, his cheeks began to go red.
"No, James, I'm fine." I smile, he smiles back.
Students begin to fill the class room, each going to their assigned seats.
The teacher enters the classroom and it goes quiet.
A note flys on my desk.
I open it:
Why the fuck did you punch Derek?
-Ethan
I crumble it back up after I wrote my response.
I hear a scoff in the back of me, it was Ethan.
Another note flys and rest on my desk:
Grayson, seriously. Who cares about James, I knew you were gay. Don't talk to me fag
-Ethan
I rip it up and throw it out.
Fuck Ethan, I don't need his bum ass self.
But in reality, I needed him so bad.
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Y'all I hate Ethan right now tbh.
Anyways
THATS ALL FOLKS🙄
