AN: Ok, a few comments:

Crazyfairy, thanks for saying you liked it. And, ok I'll stop saying my writing sucks. It's a bad habit.

KwazyKandyPie, thanks for the support.

Ok, well this is chapter 2.

Cosmo looked around the bus nervously. Where was he going to sit? He didn't know anyone. What if he sat next to the wrong person? What would they do to him?

Cosmo smiled to himself. This reminded him of when he went to school. The fear, the bullying, the rejection, and nowhere to sit on the bus.

"Hey Turner!" a faceless voice called out.

Cosmo looked around, hopelessly looking for the source of the call.

The bus driver glared. "Sit down, Turner," He growled.

Cosmo jolted and fell into the first seat as the bus pulled away.

"This spot is saved." The girl he had accidentally sat next stated in a nasally, self-important voice.

"Sorry," he mouthed and moved. He sat next that one kid that Timmy sometimes hung out with, Elmer or whatever.

"Move Timmy. This spot is for my friends," Elmer said angrily.

"Aren't we friends?"

"How dumb can a guy be? Of course not! Not since you've come out of the closet."

"Huh?" Cosmo said dumbly. "Tim-I'm not gay!"

"Ha! Tell that to AJ! I heard about spin the bottle. Yeah, I know what you two did in the closet."

Cosmo was confused (which was pretty normal, come to think of it). Was Timmy gay? No, that couldn't be. He liked Trixie. "But I asked Trixie out yesterday. Didn't you hear?"

"That was just to try to convince us that you were straight. That doesn't mean anything. You might be bi-sexual."

"I'M STRAIGHT!" Cosmo shouted. Everyone on the bus stared at him.

"Are you trying to get me kicked off the bus? MOVE!" Elmer shouted.

Cosmo moved. Luckily, they were already pulled up to the middle school. He couldn't take much more of this bus ride.

"Hi Timmy," A hot 8th grader called out to Cosmo.

Cosmo waved half heartedly.

An 8th grade jock muttered to his friends, "I'll take care of this," Then shouted to Cosmo, "Hitting on my girl again Turner?"

"What? No, of course not."

"Think you can get away with this? I don't want some sick gay-wad after my girl. I'm gonna teach you a lesson you'll never forget."

"Oh Josh, you're so protective." The girl cooed.

"You and me. After school." Josh growled.

"But hun, you have football practice." The girl said.

"Oh. Well then, tomorrow morning. Be here. If not, well, I know where you live." Josh threatened, his words iced with venom.

Cosmo stood in the same spot for a long time after the jock left.

AN: There was chapter 2.