*A/N: CONTAINS SOME SWEARING. BE WARNED*

I barely got out of the door Monday morning. With my brother teasing me and all. I'm so glad that we don't go to the same school. Then it would be even worse. The good thing is, Chris and PJ were glued to me the whole walk to school.

"Maybe he'll delete it!" PJ shouted, his bag bouncing up and down as he jumped in the air. Chris stared, mesmerized by PJ's grace.

I giggled, for the first time in 24 hours. "You like that idiot?" I whispered, making Chris flush a brilliant baby pink. "You shut up. Ge-"

"HELLO THERE, DANIEL! HOW'S THE BOYFRIEND?" One of Damian's friends shouted, his body halfway out of his car window. I feel my face start to burn, and I turn away.

Bad idea, Dan.

We, being Chris, PJ and I, were right outside of Phil "The King Geek" Lester's house. All three of us watch as he steps out of the door, his laptop in hand.

"WELL LOOK WHICH FAGGOT SHOWED UP!" The man in the car, Jack, shouted, pointing at Phil. "WERE YOU WAITING FOR HIM, DANNY? IS THIS YOUR WIMPY LITTLE BOYFRIEND?"

Chris exchanged a glace with PJ, as if to say what? did we just hear that? They both looked at me in shock. "No." I whispered, glancing over at Phil. He stormed by, muttering insults at Jack under his breath. His cheeks were dark crimson. "Not him."

I got a lot of insults and angry comments that day. Some decent people gave me hugs, and in particular, two girls who had told me that they were lesbian. I honestly felt better after that, realizing that I was not alone in this.

The good thing was, PJ and Chris got a "Pardon" from the principal, saying that they could go to the same classes, at the same time as me, for the whole week. I think that the principal felt bad for me.

"This just sucks." Chris whispers on the way to algebra. "All of these people-" He stops when he notices PJ looking a little distant. His eyes are anywhere but on his best friends, his eyes glossy with ongoing tears. Chris wrapped his arm around PJ. His green eyes were brighter and calmer looking. They know each other so well, and yet, can't come out to each other.

That night, as I sit on my bed, I think of the day. PJ, Chris, Phil, Damian, Jack, Anne and Willow, the two lesbian girls and stare at the wall. All these people had no idea that I even existed until this day. This day. This goddamn, hated, shitty day. The day I would come out was not planned like this. I had planned that I would whisper it into my mother's ear, or I would tell Damian, when he wasn't such a pain in the ass. When he was acting like his old Goody-two-shoes self. Not the new grubby, messed up, self centered-

"Dannyyyyyyyy!"