Maybe a little more than okay.

123 7 9
                                        

A/N: I reccomend listening to "School " by Calvin Harris while reading this.  It fits the mood of the first part well.  Ya feel.
♡♡♡♡~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤~¤♡♡♡♡

I started to realize I might have some very gay feelings for John. As in I love him. A lot.  But, with him continueously saying " No homo " I don't think he feels the same way...

Its morning. Almost time to go to school. Luckily, it's Friday so I only have to  get through  today  till the weekend. I get ready for school and get on the bus. I look outside the window and stare off into the distance, thinking about my life. Mostly about John though. I was  thinking about telling him my feelings for him but.. Im not sure.

  I decided not to.

  I get to school and get off the bus and walk to where I meet up with John before school officially starts. This is a daily routine now. I enjoy it.  I'm sure John does too.  Maybe. It seems like it.  His bus is late so he walks as quickly as he can to get over here so we have more time to talk. " Sorry I'm late Daaaaavvveee! " He says.
" Its cool man " I reply.
" I missed you bro, those extra ten minutes without you bro. Heartbreaking. " He says in a sarcatic tone, clenching his heart.
" I know man, I think theres still a couple pieces  of my heart on the ground. Can you pick them up bro. But don't steal my heart now. " I reply. He giggles.

Then the bell rings.

We pick up our stuff and walk  to class together. I'm glad we have 1st period class together.  It used to be so boring.. Now it's not assss boring.
                               Still boring though.
I scoot over a couple seats and sit next to John while  the teacher  isnt looking. I thought about telling him,but I still  didnt. Where did my guts go? We passed each other notes, mostly  consisting  of terrible drawings.

After a few periods it was lunch  time. I see a group of people gathered around  by the lockers. There was obviously  a fight. I start walking into the cafeteria  because all I wanted to do was see John.
   But then I got a more clear view  of who the 2 were. A fist was raised above his head
And then.....

If only, If only.Where stories live. Discover now