plot-- they were just two boys who went to the same high school.they had never payed any attention to the other.well,until they bumped into each other and the guy who was said to be a 'sweet and innocent jock' helped pick up the shy and quiet one's books up.obviously they both had their secrets.the sky one's parents were long gone,and he was adopted by another family.the 'jock's' parents were also long gone,and now he lives with his two wonderful step-dads.yes,dads.he hasn't told anyone about them,or himself,for that matter.he's not as sweet and as innocent as people make him out to be.and he has many secrets locked up in that mind of his,like he has two fathers,he's gay,he has some serious anger issues.he throws things around in his room when he's mad,he smokes and drinks in secret.the shy one,on the other hand,always sits in the back of the classroom,doesn't have any friends,and is actually bullied.he,also,has many secrets[which you will decide].what happens when that jock boy takes one look in the shy guy's eyes,and instantly falls for him...hard?
alrighty!well,just post a picture of your 'shy guy',his age and name,and his secret(s),then go ahead and start!also,this is all lowercase because i'm very lazy,and it just looks cool.so,yeah...if you were wondering...oh!and please be able to post at least a paragraph,meaning five sentences[at least!],a post.semi-advanced,peep!also,there will most definitely be cussing.don't like it,please do not join.
daniel k. alexander
no one really ever cared about me,until i became this 'jock' person.i was never this mad until i started high school.i was never like this as a kid,kid.but then my real parents had to go and die off in a car accident,and i had to be put with these two guys.don't get me wrong,i love 'em to death,and they're the only ones i can talk to.especially about me liking boys.they,of course,are proud of me for not taking other people's words for it.but...i haven't told anyone that i was gay...so how could i take someone's word for it?
it makes me mad to think that everyone knows me as this cute,adorable and sweet jock who is straighter than the straightest pole on this earth.but i'm as straight as a rainbow,and i'm not so much of an adorable little jock who cares for everyone when i get mad or depressed.i,yes,drink and smoke.but away from my folks and from classmates.i don't have my virginity,anymore.obviously.that was taken a long time ago.and no,not by a girl.i get so mad that i am into guys,and i whenever i see a cute guy i instantly fall for him.hard.if everyone knew i was gay,and they didn't care,then i'd be a fuckin' player.i'd get all these boys to turn gay,or bi,at least.gosh,my mind is so fucked up...maybe it's 'cause of all the smoking i do,and drinking underage.i'm only eighteen,but that doesn't stop me from doing anything i want to.
i woke up with a yawn,my daddy standing at the door way.what?i can't just call them both dad.i'd get very,very confused,and so would they.anyway,my daddy,or Levi,was standing there with a soft smile plastered on his tan face."come on,get up,hon.you have about an hour to get ready and get to school on time." i groaned,but got up anyway.he was my personal alarm clock.but they knew that if i had an actual one,i'd smash it to pieces the next day.
one i was done taking a shower and getting dressed,i headed down the stairs.i yawned once again,earning a giggle from my daddy,and my dad.dad never giggled unless it was something i did or his husband did.i shook my head at them,already knowing the answer to the question i was going to ask them.i still had about 40 minutes,and it took me twenty just to walk there.so i decided to skip breakfast,grabbing my backpack and my hoodie,then walked out the door with a kiss on the cheek from my daddy,and goodbye from my dad.
i squinted my eyes at the bright sunlight,slipping my grey hoodie on.i sighed as i walked tot he sidewalk,and headed to the school.yes,i was wearing a hoodie in 75 degree weather.i always wore a hoodie unless i was in gym and had to change clothes and would sweat.i was very insecure about my self,and i thought that if i wore a hoodie it'd make me look skinnier.oh,shut up.i know what you're thinking.'oh,you're anorexic,dude.you're so skinny already!' well,shut your trap and get out of this planet,because i know that you're lying.i might have muscle,but...i was so insecure and no one even knew.i couldn't let them know that i thought they thought i was "big."it would ruin all of my "friendships."and i'd end up like a shy,quiet kid who just sits in the back of the classroom.or i'd always ditch school to hang out with a gang on the streets,doing all sorts of illegal things.
after that twenty,long minutes of walking,i finally got to the school.i jogged up to the doors of the big high school,and stepped right in.jeez,there were so many people.i hated crowds so much,but yet i was in one all the time.i wouldn't,and couldn't let anyone know i hated crowds and i'd rather curled up under the shade of a tree and cry my eyes out for an unknown reason.they'd tease me and start bullying me.gosh,that'd suck.