Hello reader, my name is Nicholas D Angelo; and the answer is no, before you ask you can't call me: Nico, Nicky, Angel, Big D, or Hammer Time (I'll explain that one later) because this story, dear reader, is about how my life went straight to Hades because of one simple-minded Jock named Percy Jackson.
The Percy Jackson you ask? With that loveable New York accent and to-die-for sea-for green eyes?
Yes reader, that one. I would love to tell you a story of how he swept me off my feet and carried me into the sunset while our families cheered us on, completely fine with what we're doing; Completely fine that their son's came out funny despite all their hard-work.
And by hard-work I mean hours and hours of sitting on the couch watching sports and guzzling as much beer they could before passing out, actually I'm pretty sure that was just Percy's dad before, you know…
The Incident.
Well, neither Percy or I would call it an 'incident' but that's the way people put it when they wanted to start gossiping about it, because, you know, it would be rude to just outright say 'Hey, you know those two fags Percy and Nico? Well you will never believe what I just heard…."
Are you disgusted yet, reader? Regretting ever clicking on this story? Regretting that a fag piqued your interest? If so, haha made you look, homophobes!
Sorry I don't know where that came from, the whole ordeal have made be quite bitter, although some would argue I was already bitter….
That's neither here nor there, for now. I wouldn't want to give too much away for those who are still reading, still care.
And so reader, conclude this by telling you the first chapter of this horrific/beautiful tale appropriately named: How Rachel Was Cheating On Me.
Author Notes: Hello, readers. I'm writing this story to show my support for the GLBT community because I don't know any other way to do so without upsetting my parents :(
I hope you like it, sorry if for grammar mistakes (I'm new=no beta) and the fact that this will update irregularly.