Chris,

"Yo what the fuck!?" I yelled as I felt somebody grab my ass. I was home alone so I thought and I wasnt expecting any company so it was none other than my roommate Trey. All I was trying to do was make a sandwich-the sandwich of all time until I was interrupted by Trey.

Trey was my best friend. We go way back to kindergarten and ever since then, we've always had each others back. He was one of my only true friends ,so I didn't turn my back on him when he came out of the closet.

Trapped in the closet....

Seriously though, I don't really care about his different sexual preference unlike most guys. If you have loyal friends, you keep them. Trey knows I'm not like that so he doesn't try to get at me. He just does shit like this all the time

"My bad. Didn't mean to scare you." He chuckled while I finished making my sandwich.

"Fuck you mean you ain't mean to scare me? You grabbing on nigga asses while they thinking they home alone and making sandwiches." I fussed placing a piece a of bread onto the top of my good ass sandwich.

"Oh, thanks." Trey snatched my food away from me and took not a small bite, but a extra large one.

"Nigga."

"Make another one." I looked at the empty plastic bag the bread came in.

"How Sway?"

"Whatever. You going to B's party? Everybody about to be there tonight."

"Duh nigga. If females are there, I'm there." I said with a shrug.

Trey rolled his eyes. If I had fries, they could use his salt.

"Yeah because that's you." He muttered grabbing a Powerade out the fridge and tossing me one.

"You know I could hook you up with a girl man. To you know how many females have always wanted you but I had to tell them that they ain't yo type? You crazy. But I do appreciate you putting all the girls right into my arms." I chuckled.

There were always women who I were attracted to Trey and asked me to put them on, but I always had to explain that Trey had a type and told them that they weren't it. I never told anyone that didn't already know he was gay that he was. I always made it my business not to because that would be a bit disrespectful in my opinion

"No thanks. Let me know when you're leaving for B party. Ill be ready." Trey said while chewing the last bite of my sandwich.

"Aight."

Trey,

"Oh my gosh! Look Trey!" My best friend Alex exclaimed motioning towards a darkskin dude looking at me. Just got to this party and I'm already pulling. I grinned. He was pretty fine, but not my type.

"He's cute or whatever.." I mumbled loud enough for her to hear.

"Picky self. Anyway, look at your other best friend." She said looking at Chris with Heart eyes. He did I look fine with his gold chain, sparkling earrings, joggers, muscle shirt, and Timbs on.

I've always knew she had a crush on Chris. It made me jealous and a little salty but she never noticed. I hadn't told her that I liked Chris. Even though he doesn't like me.

"Yeah, I guess he is." You could hear the apparent attitude in my voice.

"What do you mean you guess? Chris--"She was cut off by Jody--one of Michael's friends.

Let me explain who Michael is. One of the " popular " pretty boys that I don't usually associate with. He's close with Chris like me, but I've never said more than a "What's up?" To him.

"Mike wants to talk to you Trey. He said its important." Jody said in his baritone voice.

"What is it?" I ask.

"I don't know he just told me to go and get you."

I sighed dramatically."Fine." I said while throwing my hands up I to the air.

"He's upstairs in the other living room." Jody informed while walking opposite way of me.

I walked upstairs into the beautiful and spacious living room to find it uninhabited by anyone except Michael at the moment. It made me superstitious. Something was way off. He gave a warm smile when he saw me.

"Sup Trey?" He said smoothly making his way towards me. Michael got pretty close--too close for my liking, he was practically invading my personal space.

"U-uh, hello Michael." I stuttered. I hate not being confident sometimes. It's like most of the time I'm one of the fiercest people you know, but then sometimes that fierceness and boldness takes a short vacation without me knowing. No memo ,text, call, letter,email , DM, not even a sticky note on my lunch bag.

"Don't be scared. " he comforted. His hand caressed me cheek. I wanted to melt then and there. He fine now.

"You know I like you right?" He muttered.

Stop. Pause. Flag on Play. Ain't nobody unfreezing you in freeze tag so you can stand there for the rest of the game.

I rolled my eyes.

"Cut that bullshit right now, Michael. I know its a prank DSO just leave me alone. I get it. I'm the homosexual boy, I'll always get judged and picked on." I spat while making an attempt to walk away,but he stopped me.

"I'm serious. What do I have to do to prove it to you?"

"Nothing. I know it's a setup so stop." I quickly walked away without another word. I don't know if he's lying or not,but I'm not trusting.

"Oh hell nah, to the nah nah, to the nah, nah, nah." I sang like the old man from vine.

Ain't no I like you bih..