You're Not Gay

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       Remember the Secret Spy oneshots? Well, apparently, a lot of you wanted me to make it into an actual book, which I'd be happy to do so. I've improved my writing since then, and I actually have a great way on how I think it should go. (Not exactly how it did in the oneshots) So let me know if it's a good idea (:

       Roman Eryns. That was the popular kid who had a different girlfriend every week. He was constantly being confessed to by girls who wanted to be seen with him because of his good looks. He wasn't just good looking, he also had the best grades, and the best athletic skills. He was perfect.
      
       "The sports festival is coming up next week and I want you all to be prepared!" The coach shouted. "Get on the ground and give me twenty! And when you're done, run around the track until everyone has ran at least two laps!" He blew his whistle and everyone dropped to the floor.
       As expected, Roman was the first to be running. Did he even sweat? All the girls faked their way out of the push ups so they could swoon over him. He had already ran two laps before anyone else got up.
       What a show off. Virgil thought. He finished his push ups and started running. It's like having the "perfect body" means your sweat glands completely disappear and your lungs are suddenly working double. I've only completed one lap and I'm already sweating. But, I don't really have the most athletic body, either.
       Once everyone finished their laps, they all sat down on the bleachers, panting. Roman took his water bottle and dumped the water on himself, making the girls squeal.
       "Enough girls!" The coach bellowed. "I'll be assigning games according to your last class of the day." He flipped the papers on his clipboard before finding what he needed. "Class 1-A will be playing volleyball first!" He continued assigning the games until he got to Virgil's class. "Class 2-B, you'll be doing the relay race!"
       Virgil groaned and caused looks from people, which ensued whispering about him. He was used to it, everyone always talked about him. He was the "dark kid" in the school.
       "I'll dominate the relay race!" Roman said proudly.
       "Of course you will, baby." His girlfriend, who was currently miss perfect, Bethica, said. What kind of name is Bethica, anyways?
       She took his arm and leaned against him, which made Virgil feel sick. She always made everyone believe that she was the one who was going to stay with Roman forever. But he never looked comfortable with her pulling him around, and it was obvious. However, everyone was too afraid to confront her.
      
       Virgil walked into the comic store and looked around for the newest edition of Demon Slayer, a manga he's been reading lately. He reached for the book and picked it up. After turning around to go pay, he stopped in his tracks. He noticed a familiar looking guy in glasses. Glasses that he never usually wore.
       "Roman." He mumbled. The other jumped and turned around, holding a mamga close to his chest. "So, Mr. Perfect is a weeb, huh?"
       Roman fixed his glasses and cleared his throat. "I-I was just checking it out because a g-girl recommended it." He looked everywhere but at Virgil.
       "And the glasses?" He said, not buying anything the "prince" was saying.
       "I-I usually wear contacts.. reading glasses, you see?" He clutched the book tighter, it making a crinkling sound under him.
       Virgil glanced down and pointed at it. "What manga?" He asked.
       Roman looked at him, surprised, then he noticed the manga Virgil was also holding. "O-Oh! It's uhm," he held it out, pretending not to know what it was. "Haikyuu."
       "You do know that's the fifth volume, right?" He pointed out. "Just admit it, you're a fan of manga and anime."
       "Okay fine! I am! But you can't tell anyone at our school." He stood straight. "This conversation never happened. "He turned and walked away, shielding his face from others.
      
       Virgil sat down at his desk the next day. He pulled the manga out of his bag and began reading. He wasn't ashamed of it, unlike a little someone he knew. He kept reading until the bell rang, when the teacher told him to put it away.
       Lessons were boring as usual. No one cares about the Greeks. (I do) They're just another stupid ancient civilization that thought the earth was flat. (They actually thought the earth was a dome, calling the top of it "Zenith".)
       He opened the manga under the desk and continued reading out of the teacher's sight. 
       After the bell rang, Virgil didn't get up. He grabbed his lunch box out of his bag and began eating. He set the finished manga in his bag and stared out the window, which his seat was conviently right next to.
       He watched as a girl pulled Roman away from other people. She's confessing. He looked over and noticed Bethica, the girl Roman still hasn't broken up with. She was eaves-dropping. Virgil knew how it was gonna go. The girl will confess, Roman will accept it, and then Bethica will storm out and it'll become a huge fiasco.
       But that's not what happened at all. Roman rubbed the back of his neck as the girl put her head down. He rejected her. And that's when Bethica walked out and hugged Roman from behind, smirking at the girl and giving her looks, probably saying shit about her. Roman was clearly uncomfortable with the situation.
       Unconsciously, Virgil knocked on the window, and when they looked over, he flipped Bethica off. And let me tell you, it was not pretty. She stormed inside, which Virgil assumed she was on her way to him right now. He kept eating his food as she stomped up right next to him.
       "Did you just flip off my boyfriend?!" Virgil stopped. She thought he was flipping off Roman? "Are you jealous? Well I'm sorry I'd rather date a prince other than a pig like you." She looked him up and down. "Why do you dress like that? Are you a satanist or something?"
       Virgil finished chewing and then faced her. "I was not flipping off Roman. I was flipping off you. You're the one who was being an asshole to that girl for confessing to your boyfriend. I've seen it more than once. And plus, we all know you two won't last." He looked away and took another bite of his food.
       She gasped, and turned, flicking her auburn hair behind him. She stormed past Roman who was standing at the door. He looked at Virgil, then went after Bethica.
       "Shit.." Virgil mumbled.

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