I don't own Battle Force Five, which belongs to Mattel and Nerd Corps Entertainment.
You know, sometimes, I wish I could kill myself. I really do.
People say that Agura and I are cute together. Every single time we go out for Zeke's or in town, people notice that. I mean, it's nice that people are thinking about my love life, but she's just a friend to me. Always have, always will be. And the words kill me at times. As much as I want to tell them the truth, I can't. It'd break her heart and I think make everyone else avoid me. This sort of thing I feel isn't natural, but if it keeps the mouths of those who gossip shut, then I have to stay with her.
My real first love was Zoom. Youthful and energetic Zoom. It was love at first sight when I saw him pull off some tricks on his bike. He was quite the looker, too. You don't see men of Asian origin very often in Handler Corners. Unfortunately, he found love in Grace, though it's been a little rocky since her adopted sister came over.
Though I am attracted to men since I came out of the closet sometime back, there's another reason for all this.
I, Vert Wheeler, am gynophobic. Yes, I fear women.
Ever since some girls bullied me in elementary school, I fear that some bitch will get lucky and use me for their own gain. Every time one touches me I freeze up, fear and memories coming back for a brief moment. Being around them for so long makes me panic (Unless, of course, it's an emergency, then I can hold them back no problem).
And luck has it: Agura loves me. My affections are for boys, even though I'm bi.
But this lie I have to keep playing out. Just so people can shut up and leave me out of their words on the street.
Crap. Water's falling onto the page. I'll stop here.
