“What the–” I turned around to see one of my supposedly close friends. Okxxx “What’s wrong with YOU, babe?”
“You don’t get it, do you?” I said, walking away, with him on my tail. But…this guy was harassing Malik. “So you really are gay?” said Joel (my friend), holding his pained face. Bye.” She walked to the door. Kilgore. My mom told me to be straight. “I’m trying to say SORRY!” Joel exclaimed, stopping. We were on the sidewalk, and I looked around to see if anyone was watching. “being–”
“I’m not gay,” I told her, forgetting about everything that had happened. “Malik…” she sighed, wiping her face and sitting next to me. “Mom?” I said, forcing her to look at me. And my dad…he was telling me a bunch of things. Eventually, an administrator came
