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Dedicated to:
@deathgod25
As promised I'll be dedicating the first chapter to you.
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Alfred's POV
"I call you up, when I know he's at home. I jump out of my skin when he picks up the phone." I sang the song with earphones plugged in my ear.
"What can I tell when he's looking at me, should I give in the smile? Should I get up and leave." I sang the other line, while slightly acting it out. Who doesn't do that when earphones are plugged?
I heard a mumbling voice beside me, I opened my eyes and I saw my BFFFR, my Best-Friend-Forever-For-Reals. Eloizza Santiago a Brazilian-American woman, I also don't know if people like her existed. So perf, I myself as a gay person can say that my friends right here is a hot.
She snapped her finger at my face, "Hey, don't go straight on me. That's just gross." She flipped her hair and winked at a guy who just passed us in the hallway.
"That's just wrong." I looked at her in disgust, and we both giggled. I closed my locker and we both started walking to our class, sadly we're apart in the first class. So boo-hoo.
"Bye!" We both said at the same time and I entered my room while Eloizza's class is three rooms away from mine.
"Gaaaay alert!" A homophobic Kyler shouted out loud, and then everyone went bursting out of laughter.
It's always been this way, ever since I was in Grade school I was treated like this again and again. Sigh, at least I'm slightly used to this. Nothings new really, it's just like every start of school year. There comes out the jocks a.k.a. The brainless bullies, The bitches-- wearing all in make up and slightly messy hair, because it will make them look 'hot'. The geeks, the real nerds that has glasses and books all over their brain. The average, the normal once. And the homos, such as myself.
"Please be seated now, class." Our teacher cleared her throat and began talking some teacher stuff, "We will start introducing ourselves with you." Our teacher pointed out at me.
"Why me?" I screamed inside my head, I'm like, I'm in the back part of the classroom. Why the hell did you see me?
"C'mon now." She smiled at me.
I took a deep breath and stood up, I started to walk to the board and kept my head lowered. I can feel eyeballs looking at me everywhere, but I had my head lowered. I'm almost there until a foot tripped me over and I stumbled right in front of our teacher.
Kyler fake coughed, "Loser." He said in a low voice but it's very audible so everyone laughed at me, again.
"Well, do you think that's funny?" Our teacher said with a stern look at everyone in the room. "Detention, Detention for all of you." Everyone silently screamed what.
"Why, ma'am do you support gays? Maybe you're a gay too?" He snickered, I can't believe he said that to a teacher.
"Well, I support animal rights, Do I look like an alpaca to you?" I retorted, fully enrage. But that made the crowd go 'ooohhhh'.
"Right." I said with full sassy-pouted lips.
"My name is Alfred Deavan, Short-tempered, and I'm nice to the people who are nice to me. And I'm bad to people like this." I pointed out my finger to Kyler, "And now, you all know who I am, can I get a whoop-whoop?" The crowd went along and did what I asked them and laughed.
I wasn't really shy, I'm just kidding. Funny isn't it? I'm actually a fun person with lots of haters out there. I saw my teacher smiled, she even joined the whoop-whoop club. "Wow that's a nice way to loosen up. Thank you, Alfred, you may now take your seat." The teacher gestured me to go back to my seat and I did.
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"How was your classes?" Eloizza asked me as she took a sip of her drink.
"Fun, you know my old routine?" I asked with full excitement.
"The shy type to totally sassy type? It worked? On who?" She laughed, hell she almost gagged on her food.
"On Kyler." I said with a smug look.
"The Quarterback?" She widened her eyes, "That must have been so epic." She added.
"It was." I giggled.
"He was my friend though." She shrugged, "But that was before."
"Ooookay." I responded clearly lost.
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