Just a Prank?

Chapter 1

My name is Sawyer McAlister I'm 17 and I'm starting my senior year in high school. I'm the only openly gay kid at school so , as you can imagine I get picked on A LOT.

I've been out since 9th grade but I've been getting picked on since elementary school. The only difference now is instead of : wierdo nerd freak and the usual it's now , fag, faggot, freak of nature , cock sucker, and any other hurtful thing you can say to a gay person .

I'm used to it by now though, that doesn't mean it still doesn't hurt because believe me, it does. But enough about me let's get on about the other aspects about my non-enviable life.

My mother died when I was in 5th grade, that's when my father started drinking. He some how still manages to put a roof over our head but how, I have no idea.

The only constant person I have in my life is Lana Del Rey I know that sounds stupid , she's some celebrity who doesn't even know I exist but  she's been with me when nobody else has; she's helped me through my darkest times and that's much more than I can say for anybody else. It's my dream to go to one of her concerts but I'd probably be dead before I had that chance. Sad but true.

I brush my teeth after having breakfast, then I throw on a white shirt and a Lana hoodie and some black jeans. I grabbed my keys and slipped on my addidas I unlocked my care and drove off to school.

I started my play list and "Blue jeans" came on I let the lyrics take me away and before I knew it, I was pulling into the parking lot. I took a spot near the end of the parking lot hoping to avoid as much contact with my peers as I could.

I grabbed my bag and headed to the school. As I looked around the parking lot I unfortunately seen my main tormenters the jocks Christian, Jake, David, Gabe, and Hunter who wasn't hard to miss seeing as he towered over his friends, hell, he towered over everybody. God only knew how tall he was I'd say 6'7 -6'9 with dark brown hair and piercing brown eyes.

Me on the other hand stood at about 5'6 on a good day with light brown here and green eyes. As I was walking by them I heard Christian yell out "Hey faggot" I looked over, stupid mistake. "Yeah I'm talking to you"He hollered "How many cocks you suck over the summer fucking whore."

I just put my head down that's when Jake piped up and said " Hey homo don't you know to look at somebody when they're fucking speaking to you." I just kept walking and they all started cracking up like making fun of the only gay kid was hilarious.

God I can't wait to leave this place. As I walked into the school I went to my locker and put my stuff away, grabbed my books and headed off to class.

On the way to my first period ,English, Christian slammed me into the locker as hard as he could . I could feel the locker dent as I was forced into it. Him and his friends all started cracking up, then Gabe came up and punched me in the stomach as hard as he could.

My breath left my body and I gasped for air sliding down the locker then Jake kicked me in the ribs it hurt like hell but thankfully I didn't hear anything crack. Then all of them stared kicking me and calling me faggot and it took everything in me not to cry right there but I couldn't let them see me break I couldn't give them that satisfaction.

While they were kicking me I noticed Hunter standing behind them with a look of bordem and symphony on his face. Part of me wondered why he wasn't joining but I quickly cane to the conclusion he just didn't want to get into trouble, I mean I couldn't blame him.

Then after what seemed like for ever they all walked off laughing and clapping each other on the backs. I ran to first period and tried to sneak in unnoticed which I thought I succeeded in until I heard Ms. Hughes say "Mr.McAlister you're late" I quickly turned around and said "I'm sorry ma'am I overslept" she looked at me and looked unconvinced but nodded her head "don't let it happen again" she warned. "It won't"

I promised. I lost track of time as the class went on before I knew it the bell rang dismissing us. The rest of the day dragged on until my least favorite part of the day..... lunch. I know, "what kid wouldn't like lunch" but I hate it I have no friends so it always makes my anxiety act up cause I feel like everybody's staring at me, not that I'm worth staring at.

I dropped my stuff of at my lockers and started walking down the empty ,or so I thought, hallway. Then it happened Christian and his little group jumped me this time it was more that just kicking they beat me mercilessly.

It went on for what seemed like for ever but I reality was about 2 minutes. After that that walked off but not without saying "that's what you get stupid faggot." I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and realized how bad I looked.

There was blood coming out my nose my face had purple staining my skin, and cuts littered my lips. I pulled out my phone and put my earbuds in and turned on "Is this Happiness" (start the song) Then I went into a stall , sat down and pulled my legs up to me.

Then, I just lost it I cried and cried and sobbed into my hoodie while Lana took me away. I guess I was either crying to hard or my music was too loud for me to hear the giant that had entered the bathroom and was standing outside my stall.

Or the feet so big they were sticking under the stall door. I dried my eyes and looked up to ask why I was being put through this but before I could get anything thing out I seen a face looking down at me from above the stall door.

Then I identified the face as Hunter , that's when I started tearing up again, god only knew what he was going to do know that we were alone; he could beat me as much as he wanted and nobody would be head to stop him. 'Oh god' I thought he took a step closer and was then right in front of me.

That's when I felt the tears start coming down my face again. "P-please don't hurt me" I barley whispered "p-please." He reach his hand out , and I flinched afraid he was going to hurt me.

I barely mustered the strength to look up at him. His eyes had a look of sympathy in them, the kind you get when you see one of those commercials about the animals.

He took the back of his giant hand that was almost bigger that my face and gently stroked my face. He whipped my tears away and got down on his knees in front of my.

We were almost face to face but he was still taller by a couple inches. "Are you okay" his baritone voice whispered. At first I was shocked by what just happened, then by how his voice could be so extremely deep but at the same time so gentle. "Y-yes" I whispered, he looked at me with the same look but his features seemed more relaxed this time.

Then he grabbed my hand that felt extremely small and frail compared to his bigger rougher one, and kissed the back of it. I felt my skin turn about 8 shades of red. I looked up at him and then what he said next had me shocked. "Will you go out with me"

AN//: This is so exciting!!! This is my first time ever writing a story like this so please be patient with me. I'll try to update as fast as I can to not keep you Guys waiting.

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