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I'm Alex, I'm 17. I'm dating this super hot girl, but, I mean, I don't really like her like that. It's just kind of what people expect from me.

I'm the "cool guy." But really I just do what I feel like doing when I feel like doing it and people think it's cool. It doesn't make since but ya know whatever.

Anyways, back to my girlfriend, she's pretty and all but, I think I'd like her better if she was a he. Yeah, I'm gay. But it's not like I can tell anyone because it's just not "me." It's me. That doesn't really make sense but maybe it does. I don't even know.

It's like "I" am this person that my buddies expect me to be. Most of the time I do what I want and they think it's cool. But being gay? Nah, man, forget about it.

But, I just moved at maybe this is a fresh start for me.

"Alex, why don't you introduce yourself to the class and tell us something about yourself?" says my teacher disrupting my thoughts.

I stand up"I'm Alex and.." tons of ideas of what I was known as at my old school ran through my head- pot head, school skipper, girl magnet, "bad boy," I roll my eyes at the stupid stereotype,"..and, uh, I'm 17, I moved here from Wisconsin with my mom and well that's about it." I sat down awkwardly.

The teacher smiled encouragingly and the class said in a monotone voice that told me they didn't really give a shit but they didn't want to get in trouble either,"Welcome to our school."

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good lord I feel like this is bad but it'll get better I promise I'm just bad at beginnings but give it a vote and comment (:

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