“Bette, I’m just trying to help you get laid before you die.”

“Kennard, seriously? I’m 16, it’s not like my life is going to end tomorrow.”

“You don’t know that and I think that getting laid is better than doing it yourself.” She says and winks.

“How would you know?” I ask her laughing. She gives me a smirk and my eyes widen. “No way!” I say, shocked.

She laughs. “I am just messing with you. No, but at least I have a boyfriend.”

I chuckle. “Yeah, a crappy one.”

She frowns. “Bette, don’t say that.”

“Tina, come on! They only thing he wants, is to get in your panties. That’s it. He doesn’t treat you right and you know it.” I say to her.

“He does treat me right.” She tells me.

“No, he only does that when he thinks he can get you to fuck him.” I tell her and she looks angry.

“Well, I like him.” She says and turns around to walk away. I sigh and grab her wrist. She turns around and I give her a small smile.

“I’m sorry. I know you like Josh, I shouldn’t have said that, not so harsh.” I tell her.

“Okay then.” Tina tells me.

The bell rings.

“Uhm, Tina, please don’t tell anyone I’m gay. I want to keep it a secret for a while.” I say to her and she nods.

“Sure, I understand.” She says with a smile and then, we walk to our next class.

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I admit it. I don’t like Josh. I don’t like him because I’m jealous. I know that I would treat Tina 1000 times better than he does. He only parades her around with his friends because she is hot but he never listens to her, never even talks to her, never does something sweet for her… and still he is the one that gets to kiss her and hold her. Ugh, it just makes me sick. I have loved Tina for two years now, ever since she gave me that kiss that was meant to be on my cheek but landed on my lips I have loved her and still she wants someone else. But still that kiss was heavenly…

Okay, back to Josh. He is the quarterback. Yes, I can hear you think: cliché and it is. I mean, Jesus, what is so hot about that? Big sweaty men are like the biggest turn off I can think off but then again, I’m not straight. ‘Those people’ are always weird. I chuckle.