Today was the day of Mitchell's birthday. A special one at that too. His 18th birthday. Only, at one in the morning, he should be sleeping. But no, he was up trying to get his homework finished before school at 9am. Gosh he was tired, if only he could sleep, just a little. No. Mitch shook his head. He mustn't think like that. He has to get this done.

1+1=2, correct, in mathematical terms, yes. So theoretically, 1+1-1=1. What about 1+2-1-1 it equals 1. But what if you took away the logic a math. 1+1 will still equal 2, but it is 2 as in one and one. As if each were a different number, not conjoined, not forced together, not hated upon. And as 1+1-1 happens, one remains, only the one and one, becomes singular.

Hi, I am Mitch Hughes, and well, no, I will not discuss the logic behind mathematical reasoning.

At this point in time, I feel to talk about L'amour, Love. The chemical reaction between to humans, animals, anything with a living soul somewhere, anywhere. If you have already made 1+1 that will automatically make one and one. Only as soon as you take a one away, you no longer have the 2 different things you had before. It shall weep 'til a new one is found, and carries the same amount, or more, love than the previous. Yes, not all love will be permanent. But at least, well, we all will die, some sooner than others….

Mitch gave into the sleep and closed his eyes. Even his birthday had no special effect to him. One thought that ran through his as darkness clouded his mind was: "and, who would love me."

Jerome Aceti

17

6''

⅜ C/B

Roman Catholic

Jock

Why did Jerome have to rely this information some might ask, well, he swung both ways, finding it hard to stay with a girl for longer than 4 months. So he decided to sign up to a gay dating website. As weird as it sounds, he wanted to have experiance. Before you ask, ⅜ C/B stands for, ⅜, last known test, Colour Blind. Yes, He was colour blind. His last test he could only guess 3 out of 8 colours. But he had other talents. Some only his most intimate partners would know about.

Hi! I am Jerome, I am a 6'' 17 year old male. I am at my last year at high school, so free reign is near! I am Bisexual, but find males slightly more appeasing to the eye ;) I am a school Jock, on the football team. Yes, I am Roman Catholic, but that doesn't mean much really. I guess, two faults I would have to say is, 1) I am Colorblind, 2) I have a big nose :) Otherwise, I am quite a good guy. Send me a message if interested, and we could chat some time! ~Jerome

Jerome sighed,

"That should do it"

And with that he headed to the shower to freshen up before school.

Mitch wanted to check his profile for anyone showing interest, but he had to get to school. He would be late as it is. Grabbing his essay, he opened the door, welcoming the cold crisp air, the white snow glittering the ground. He loved the snow. Closing the door behind him he traveled by foot to his high school.

Then it hit him, like a bullet through his chest. His parents would be home today. He hadn't polished the silverware yet.

"FUCK" Mitch screamed. Of all families to be born into, it had to be this one.

Mitch checked his watch, before sprinting towards the school gates, already late for form time.