Plan A: Getting my bestfriend a boyfriend

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Another day at school,

If you are reading this... there must be something wrong with you!

But you keep reading it (weirdo). Ok! let's give you the heads up. Me and Aaron, Aaron and me, we've been friends since we were born (been stuck together for a while). So it wasn't a big surprise when he told me he was gay, I am not kidding I always knew he was gay, a thing about Aaron people, he can't keep a secret. Believe me I tried to teach him, he's just too pure of heart or bad at lying.... could be both.

We are stopping here so you can get to know me. I am May Clarkson, latina, 15 years' old, bi and I've been diagnosed with ADHD when I was 9. Other thing you must know my parents are real assholes, they never paid me attention or listened to me once, and my mom owns me money...a lot! Who knows what she does with it. And my dad is a mess, he's obsess with work, it's the only thing he thinks all day, they spend less time together than Van Gogh and his ear. They are the opposite of Aaron's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Jackson, a stay at home dad and a pediatrician mother, both great with stable relationship and work out lives. They seem perfect...we'll get back to it later.

Think of me as a combination of Lemony Snicket and Rue from Euphoria of this story, except I do interact with the characters and I don't get high like Rue. Let's begin this fucking story!

It all began in 2022 last day of freshman year and my best friend was head over heels of the biggest white guy you will ever find in the world (sorry if it sounds racist), imagine all the white actors from marvel named Chris but it in a blender and mixed it up with the Rock's muscles in high school next to the most beautiful grey eyes you ever saw in your life to spicy things up, that's Nicolas Smith-Johnson.

I don't want to admit it but he is hot as hell, I didn't blame Aaron to like him. But man, it was annoying since they "met" (they bumped to each other in an ice cream shop), he won't shut up about how good he looked, how nice he was, how perfect his abs were when he run in his school marathon...I don't know how he got a pic of that. But one day I had it.

Aaron: Man you know Nick is...

May: Ugh! I had it! It's our last day as freshman's and all you can think about is fucking Nick-ol-as Smith-Johnson.

Aaron: ...

I know I shouldn't have said that, but be in my position, he only talked about him, and if it wasn't about him it was about his fancy high school, Wilson School, it looked like Harvard but more racist and homophobic, like a Disney school, looks nice but turn your back and you discover a nasty hole with puss coming out of it with toxic backgrounds.

May: Ok, I am sorry you know who I am...

Aaron: No, I get it I do talk a lot about him...ok more than a lot...every time, the point is he's like a perfect match for me.

May: You mean a look-a-like god white guy?

Aaron: Yes!

May: And you are not denying you are always thinking about him, this is good...

Aaron: I am not always thinking about with him...

May: Sure, sure sooo what was that you couldn't wait to tell me?

Aaron: I am going to apply for Wilson's.

That moment, that simple sentence was the one that change my whole world, this was the sentence that put me in the path that I am today, what to say without telling him it was the most stupid idea of all time.

May: Ok

I am stupid!

Aaron: That's all you have to say?