Chapter 1

"Pussy!" I yelled.

"I am what I eat aren't I?" He scoffed.

It was totally uncalled for and I had every reason to be ma- no, outraged. How did it get like this? I guess I should start from the beginning.

Middle school was never easy. Being basically the only gay kid isn't easy. I used my quick thinking and wits, unlike everyone else, to get by. I have to say, it was hardly living. Every word from everyone was some hate filled word. I tried telling, but it only fueled peoples' un-acceptance tenfold. I guess I could thank my best friend, Sami, for stopping me from ending myself. She's funny, smart, and beautiful. I'm also pretty good looking, but it's not like anyone cared. If I wasn't with Sami I was at the gym building my confidence through exercise it was kind of an outlet, other than singing, but I would drop dead if anyone heard me.

My name is Bay Paxton by the way… Everyone knew my name, I didn't want them to, but it couldn't be helped. Like I said, Sami was smart and B-E-A-utiful, she was a cheerleader and one of the most popular kids in school, if not the most. She was partly the reason why people wouldn't hurl flaming bags of poop towards my head. And my ass. I couldn't really describe it words, but one thing is for certain, it was/is a looker. It was the kind of butt that you just wanted to squeeze, gay or straight. It was for certain my best feature. Sami's was her almost full grown body for a thirteen year old.

Anyway, here I was… staring… at someone, I'm not crazy, well, not entirely. He was definitely cute. Cuter than most and a personality that could melt someone's heart… Or at least that's what I though… I've never actually heard him talk, but I have heard him sing. His milky, soft voice could make me quiver, but I wouldn't show it, after all, he is straight, right? His name was Darren Criss, or still is I mean, names don't change, often. Actually, most of the characters in this story didn't change, look wise. He was so handsome, is it weird that I just wanted to listen to his voice forever, of course not.

This was on a Monday by the way. I'm not the most descriptive person, so I'll just copy twilight. He was sitting alone, on the bleacher with only his guitar in hand and an open soul. My breath hitched as I nervously watched him play. The cold 7:15 air stretched through the entire school and nobody was around. Only him and I. I watched his pink lips move slowly and the voice of angles come out from between them. It was a song I never knew, but one I would remember for ages- too cheesy?

Anyways, he was sitting up on the bleachers alone. I really had not one clue to the song he was singing, but It sounded good, it always did. I wanted to sing along, but A, I had no idea what he was singing, and B, I was staring at him from behind a bush at 7:15 in the morning soooo no.

He then started to sing… a different song, a song I knew well. Teenage Dream. I heard from Sami, who knows him a little that that song is his signature and he sings it perfectly. Now was my chance. I would sing along with him and he will notice me and fall in love me when. I took one step out from the bush, silently, and then carefully with the other foot… I tripped over a rock and fell face-first onto the cold concrete. I was knocked out.

Moments later I heard the voice of someone freaking out. It was a sort of, unfamiliar, voice. I opened my eyes slow, as if it was some sort of fairytale, but this prince wasn't going to get kissed. The face above me was amazing. Soft looking pink lips, dark black, wavy, hair, and big brown eyes.

"Motherfucker!" I yelled when the pain from the fall hit. I was kind of embarrassed of cussing in front of him, but felt a little better when I saw him smile. I really wanted to press my face against his face and make herpes, but I guess now that wasn't the time. I was in the bathroom, I didn't' know how I got there, but I assumed Darren brought me there. He was holding a wet paper towel over my face and for the first time, I was happy my school wasn't progressive enough to get the air driers instead of the tree-killing paper. It's not like I actually, cared about trees, but everyone needs to be pissed about something, it's just the way the world works and why I didn't hate everyone for being such assholes. It was the way they were raised.

"You hit your head pretty hard," Darren said with a warm smile, not literally, but figuratively for all the stupid people, "I mean, I assume, because you yelled motherfucker in a school bathroom, lucky for you it was only me the principal's son who heard you?"

"What? Really?" I said.

"I'm fucking with you," he said loudly.

I wish what he said was really true, not figuratively.

"Well, thanks for the save… I should go um; wait in front of my classroom before class starts."

"You don't hang out with anyone before school?"

Does he seriously not know who I am?

"No, I don't, but yeah, thanks," I said and the walked away.

"Wait, I can't let you just be all depressed, you can hang out with me," he said and then pulled me away with his hand, on my hand….. Holy Jesus!

This is just a dream, a dream, I thought to myself as he pulled me through groups of people. Everyone gave me dirty looks, but for the first time, I was happy to see them. I felt like I won. I didn't.

Moments later Darren brought me to a group of people. They looked pretty nice, no wait, that's just what they look like before they turn into bitches. It was four guys and two girls.

"Okay," Darren began, "Alex, then Ryan, then Andrew, then Matthew and his girlfriend Keke, and lastly my girlfriend Victoria… Oh and my name is Darren"

Darren extended his hand towards me and just as I was about to shake it, Victoria grabbed his and put it around her neck. Bitch. I didn't know Alex, Ryan, or Andrew, but I knew the other three. Matthew and Keke were basically the campaign managers for Victoria's never ending quests to make my life miserable.

"Darren, babe," Victoria said and I cringed, "You know my policy against fags."

I guess someone cared about my feelings.

"Whoa!" Darren said, "You're the guy?"

"I guess," I said trying to hold back tears, "Bye Darren."

"Bye?" He said, "You just got here, and maybe I can fix the problem you two have. I mean, know that I know you maybe I can help," He said with a concerned expression.

"What is there to fix, obviously, he likes it when we 'talk' to him," Keke said.

"Keke quit being a cunt," Alex said, "I know you already know, but I'm Alex. I'm sorry for her, she really is nice, but she is kind of particular."

"No worries," I said, "I was already planning to leave."

"The closet?" Matthew said which was followed by laughter from the other two.

"Bye…. Wait, what's your name?" Darren said.

I just walked away. I'm still human aren't I. Assholes. I didn't cry though. I didn't want to see them being satisfied by my tears. They're monsters. Every one of them.