I sat there in the Locker Room waiting for Troy to arrive. I checked my phone in case he's sent a message, to find there was none. Suddenly I heard someone walking down. I tried to look like I had just got in. Troy then walked in… Except it wasn't Troy, it was his friend Chad Danforth.
"Why are you here?" I asked
"To see you!" He replied
"But why? Troy asked to meet me here, not you" I protested
"It wasn't Troy, it was me. Fag!" Chad shouted
"Why? What have I done to you?" I quickly replied
"I've seen you look around the changing rooms when we've been getting changed and checking us out. Wanting to gay us up." Chad spat
"It's nothing like that!" I protested again. "Everyone looks around, you just think because I'm gay I want everyone! Yet I don't, least of all you!" Raising my voice.
"Stop fucking lying queer!" He shouted
"I'm not fucking lying you over-egoed twat!" I shouted back
*SMACK*
A sharp pain hit the side of my face, I stumbled back
"What the fuck!" I shouted
"I'll make sure you learn to like women you stupid fucking homo!" He shouted punching me. I fell to the floor, Chad started kicking me in the gut, soon the changing rooms started turning blurry and dark and then it went blank.
"Andy!" "Andy time to get up!"
I shot up right to find myself in bed, covered in a cold sweat; I quickly assessed myself for any bruises or cuts. "It was just a dream." I said to myself reassuringly. I quickly showered and dressed, grabbed a slice of toast and rushed out to wait for the school bus, God I couldn't wait to get a car.
The morning seemed to drag on so slowly that I soon became sure time and a snail had swapped speeds, but eventually it got close to 11. I started making my way down to the changing rooms, questioning why I was still going after my dream last night, the words still echoing in my head.
I reached the changing rooms to find that, unlike in my dream, Troy was already waiting for me.
"Hey" I said making sure he knew I was here
"Hey." He responded looking up to me with his dreamy blue eyes, which I consciously had to make sure I did not fall into a day dream about. He tapped his hand on the bench next to him beckoning me to sit next to him. I did so butterflies in my chest and forcing myself not to shake.
"Thanks for meeting me here," he said
"Not a problem, I'm always here for my friends" I replied as casually as I could
"Which is why I thought you were the best person to ask, well one of the reasons" he said smiling
"Why did you ask me to meet you here?" I asked
"Well…" He started "It's a bit hard but, um, how, uh, did you, ah, know, you, were, ummm, uh, g,a,y?" he eventually asked
"Ah," I responded "Well, I guess I knew at an early age, I never really like girls and then I saw this picture of Jesse McCartney shirtless and I felt weird, like I actually liked it even though girls in their underwear didn't do the same thing for me. I then questioned what this meant for a long time then one time at a summer camp thing another guy, bit older than me came out, everyone was cool with it, but I wanted to know more and so I talked to him about it and asked him how he was so sure and then he said to me that the best way to know is to be with another guy and then he kissed me, it felt so wrong, yet so right and so amazing all at the same time and from then onwards I knew that I, like him, was gay." I explained
"Oh right." Troy responded he looked down at the ground for a bit. I didn't know what else to say I just looked around when all of a sudden Troy said
"Andy." I looked toward him to see his facing hurtling towards me, I started freaking out, "What if he's gonna headbut me" I thought, but it happened so quickly I close my eyes ready for impact, but there was no crack, there was no pain, just his lips against mine, I loosened up as he tried to gain entry into my mouth, his tongue to forceful yet gentle at the same time. I was floating I swore to God I was floating, it was a dream come true until we heard a broom fall down.
"What was that!" Troy whispered
"I dunno." I whispered back. We looked at each other then started getting ready to move, Troy left before me but before he did he turned as said
"Thanks. That really helped me." Smiling, then he left. I soon followed him smiling to myself. The head jock had just kissed me, HE kissed ME! I could not believe it and carried on walking to my next lesson.
A/N bit quick for that all to happen I know but I think the story would've been too boring without it so there we go. Hope you enjoy it and I wonder why that broom fell down?