New Kid in School

by Emmy Lambert

When Tommy Ratliff moves to a new school he meets a kid that seems...interesting. How will it work out? Adommy in later chapters! I'm working on them! It might be vague, but what do you expect at 3 a.m.? Haha! :p

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2? Wow, by the way. I get writers block so if I don't update soon enough for you, I don't give a shit. Haha, anyway. It might take me awhile to update. –Emmy Lambert

Chapter 2

"So, what do you want to write about?" I asked, boredom creeping into my voice. "How 'bout Gay rights?" Adam said all nonchalantly. "Gay rights? Won't that sound a little weird coming from a straight guy?" I said pointing at him. "Well, uh, ya see… I'm not…straight." A deep red was forming on his cheeks.

"Oh, good news. Neither am I so… It won't be awkward. Except for we're both Gay." Way to fuck it all up Tommy. "Ya, anyway. Class is almost over, how 'bout we go to my place to start working on it?" "Sure, but I'll need to know where ya live." "Oh, duh. Umm…Here ya go. Let's say around 6ish?" "Fine with me." Wow, first day here. I know where a Gay, nice, thought-. Wait; I have a boyfriend. Back in Texas. Ugh, what in the name of fuck am I gonna do? Well, Tommy you're going to go to Adam's house, study and research for the project and act like you don't have a big ass fucking crush on him. Shut up brain. I don't need your shit right now.

When I got to Adam's house I knocked on the door. I could feel fucking butterflies in my fucking stomach. BUTTERFLYS! Yes, I'm Gay. But, not THAT Gay. Am I? Yes, yes you are that Gay. Face it Tommy. You have feelings for Adam. Which in turn, means your sorta cheating on your 'boyfriend' back in Texas. My fucking God, if you don't shut up soon brain, I'll kill you. If you kill me, you kill yourself. Dumbass. I swear to fucking God, I'm about to kill you. I don't care if I also kill myself. But, just when I was starting to rant with my brain, Adam's door opened and he looked gorgeous. Absolutely gorgeous. Maybe I do have a crush on him…Maybe. Maybe? You fucking like him. Maybe love him. Once again brain, shut the fuck up.

So, that was chapter 2. What did ya think? I like it so far. It's like my first real story. Oh, also, I don't own Tommy Joe Ratliff, or Adam Lambert. I am just writing a fan fiction about them. I've heard some fucking flak is going around about the topic. So, yeah. But, I own my writing, not the names. I hope that makes sense. Probably not, anyway. Please review and tell me anything that could make it better. I'm also think of doing a 100 word challenge. Oh, I also do requests. –Emmy Lambert