Trey,

Twelfth grade. The best and for some, worst year of your high school years. For me, it is mostly a great year, and then there's always those time when people bully me because of my sexual preference. I don't pay any attention to them though. I love who I am.

"Wassup?" Michael said while giving me a nod. ,Chris,Michael, and their crew were doing their usual stroll around the school. I wasn't with them because I don't exactly hang out with jocks because they're stupid. I nodded back and reached in my blue and neon green Adidas back pack for my ear buds and reached in my pocket for my phone. I hit the Pandora app and started listening to whatever it was playing at the moment.

"She told me "Don't worry about it". She told me "Don't worry anymore". We both know we can't go without it. She told me "You'll never be in love, oh,oh ooh." I sung along with The Weeknd.

I walked into my first period and took my seat in the back. I always sat in the back. I can't stand sitting in the front of the class it's weird. As always, I was a few minutes early so I kept listening to my music. "FWU" By PARTYNEXTDOOR came on so I just started groove to that.

Students started to flood in meaning class was starting. I can't stand Algebra. I mean, when will I ever use most of it in life?

"Trey." Some random ass classmate whispered catching my attention. She handed me a note with my name on it.

"Who the hell?" I mumbled wondering who wrote it. I opened and read it.

Meet me at the janitor's closet after third period..

I balled up the note. I don't want to go to the janitors closet, but I want to know who wrote it. Maybe a girl tryna get my number, maybe a dude, I don't know. Intriguing.

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Third period had went and came so it was time for me to meet whoever wrote that not at the janitors closet.

I migrated into the janitors closet once I found it to see Michael. What does he want?

"I'm glad you came." He smiled. I rolled my eyes. I was ready to leave already. Couldn't he get the memo that I was not interested because I know its a prank.

"I'm not interested Michael. Goodbye." He pulled me back by my wrist. Dafuq?

"I know if you think its a prank. I promise it's not. I really do like you Tremaine." He confessed.

"How am I supposed to know that?"

"You can I ask Chris. He's like my brother, and I know you're the same way with him. He is the only person who knows I'm bisexual. I wouldn't lie to someone who's like my brother to pull a stupid ass prank." Michael continued to explain to me. Seems legit.

"I'll have to have a talk with Chris first. Just to verify that what you're saying is true."

He smiled at me again.

"That's cool. Get back with as soon as you can though."

I nodded and left out of the janitors closet. Michael was cute, I'll admit that. I guess I could give him a chance, but then again I had my eyes set on someone else other than Michael and Chris.

Chris,

"Yo Chris lemme talk with you real quick." Mike said interrupting my conversation I was having with some fine ass new girl.

"I'll be right back." I flashed a smile to the girl causing her to blush. I walked over to Mike to see what he wanted.

"What bruh? I know you sent me tryna get at her." I complained.

"She a hoe. She only been her for about three weeks and she done fucked me , Jody, and Corey." Well damn.

"Fuck you want?"

"Can you tell Trey that I really do like him? He doesn't believe me and I want him to."

I don't know why, but I didn't like the fact that two of my friends could possibly be going out. Of maybe I didn't like to that Michael was going out with Trey. I know how Mike is with his relationships, he's not loyal. And I also know that Trey can be really sensitive.

"Fine." I sighed.

"Thanks bro." He disappeared into the sea of students.

I don't know why ,but I don't like this...

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Why don't you like it Chris?

Who else you tryna get with Trey?

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