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hey again. wow chapter 5 already haha, try not to get sick of me yet. i keep coming up with ideas for the story so i'm writing fast before i forget lol. well on with it... thanks to kellie for harrassment ::cough:: i mean inspiration.
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Billy's POV
"That's cool, I don't want to go home just yet." I said frowning once again. He cocked his head to the side questioningly.
"What, something happen?" He asked. I shrugged, it was beginning to upset me and i didn't want to cryin front of anyone on the first day, especially Joel.
"Yea, this morning." I said trying to be vague. He wasn't having it.
"What happened? You can tell me." He said. I looked at him and he nodded encouragingly.
"Well my dad just said some stuff behind my back and my mom and sister were giving me shit." I told him.
"You have a sister? How old?" He asked.
"Yea, she's six." I said. He scrunched his eyebrows.
"You're six year old sister was giving you shit?" He asked. A bit confused.
"Well more like she was repeating something my dad had apparently said about me." I replied and he nodded understandingly. Please don't ask what, please don't ask wha--
"What did he say?" He asked. I looked down.
"He called me a fag." I said quietly. "Which just seems stupid now. Cause it wasn't that bad, but it still gets to me. I don't understand why they hate me so much. They just can't accept me." I said, he could tell I was upset now.
"Oh." He said. "Well I don't think it's stupid, last time someone called me that--" He stopped abruptly and I looked up. He closed his eyes.
"Well, now you know my secret." He said chuckling. "Sorry, I didn't mean for that to slip out." He added. I shrugged.
"I don't care. But you are gay?" I asked, making sure. He nodded.
"You don't care do you?" He suddenly became very serious. I shook my head no.
"Not at all." I said.
"So, are you?" He asked suddenly, looking me in the eye.
"Am I what?" I asked confused.
"Gay. I mean was your dad just being an ass or was he serious." He asked me.
"Both probably." I said more to myself then anyone else.
"So you are?" He asked smiling.
"I.. dunno. I never-- I'm.." I tried to explain but got caught up in my words. He laughed.
"Let me guess." He started. I looked at him nervously. He had obviously been in my position before. "You think you are, but you're having trouble admitting it because you've never done anything before, but now all of a sudden you're thinking you are and your scared. Am I right?" He said in one breath. He was looking straight into my eyes.
I said nothing but I nodded.
"Yep, been there. Done that." He said sighing. "Don't worry, it's all a lot better once you admit it to yourself." He said.
"Well, when did you know for sure?" I asked.
He let out a short laugh. "Ha. This morning." He said and my eyes grew. "I guess I always had a feeling but I was never really sure. I think I tried to deny it. No one knows yet, not even Benji. Just you." He said.
"Well I feel special." I said jokingly. He looked at me seriously.
"You should." He said and i stopped laughing.
"Joel, the washer stopped, should I put it in the dryer?" Benji asked apening to door before knocking.
"Benji, what did I tell you about knocking before you come in?" Joel asked agitated. I looked up to see Benji looking at us weird. It was then that I realized how close we were sitting and me... still in my towel.
"Uhh.. that I can come in whenever I please without knocking?" He asked innocently.
"Try again." Joel said playing along.
"Ugh. Fine, just for that, I'm not gonna switch them over, you can do it yourself." He said spitefully. Joel rolled his eyes.
"Fine, get out of my room" He said. Benji opened his mouth to protest but quickly closed it, narrowed his eyes, and left the room.
"Let's go switch it over, I'll give you the grand tour." He said and I followed him.
"That's Benji's room." He said pointing to a door right next to his. I already knew where the kitchen and bathroom were. "Okay, that wasn't much of a tour" He said laughing.
"Where's the laundry room?" I asked after we stood there for a moment. A look of rememberence flashed across his face.
"Right, that's where we were going." He said and I laughed at his forgetfulness.
"Right here." He said as he pushed a door open. The door revealed an extremly small room with only a washer and a dryer. After a moment he began to switch the wash over.
"You can sit up there if you want to. It won't take long in the dryer, we'll just wait here." He said and I hoped up on top of the dryer. My feet were dangling on either side of his head.
"Okay, all done." He said and shut the door. Then he turned it on and stood up.
It was just then that we realized the position we were in. My legs were spread apart (not enough to see anything under the towl though) and he was standing against the dryer in between them. Oh boy.
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OO la la. yummy. haha please review!
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