Chapter 2
Hi guys, thanks for reading the last chapter, I hope I won't disappoint you in this one!
And one more thing- I know that some of what I right may not really be what happens in American high schools but this is fiction right?
Okay, maybe I missed one itty bitty tiny crucial detail before. I'm gay. And you know what? I'm not ashamed of it either. I'm real proud. This is who I am. Take it or leave it. I hope that I don't disappoint anyone- I mean, I don't mean to. I guess when people find that out about me, I just don't hit the standards that they expected me to hit. Like, I'm really into like singing and stuff, so at school, I joined glee club. Me and Mercedes were the stars. Or at least that's what we thought. See, there's one problem in my life. Her name is Rachael. Rachael berry. God such a- aaaaaarrrrghhhhhh! But, I am a better person.
So let's get back to the first day. I was greeted at the door of my new locker- 153b- by some freshman jock trying to sell me weed. I opened my locker, trying to ignore him with his big red eyes, and sorted through my new books for this trimester. I kept stealing glances at him, but every time I looked, he was still there, with his weirdo bloodshot eyes staring and his hands shaking holding leaflets. The front of it said 'we are all special'. Damn right we are. You probably had to sneak through admin, so you tried to make it look like some 'God loves us' preaching didn't you bubby? Not that I'm saying God doesn't love us. He does, but I bet that's not the reason that moron's saying it. Eventually, I couldn't stand anymore of the guys weird twitching, so I slammed my locker door shut, and said
''Are you rabid?''
He looked at me and his eyes widened as he quickly shook his head. I was getting fed up of this jerk.
'' well, do you wanna be?''
He shook his head and started to slowly back away. I lifted my eyebrows at him, and he turned, walking swiftly away. Oh, how good it feels to be a senior.