Why must God make me live in this town? One of the most homophobic places on the planet. Well, not the most but for someone like me, it seems like everyone hates on me cause I'm gay. Yes, you heard me precisely. I am gay and I am also stuck in my last year of high school with no past relationships. I haven't even had a first kiss, even if it was with a girl. That is kind of my fault, I'm always hidden and stay away from people. The truth is that I don't have any friends. No one bothers to help, and people try to stay away from me. Because of this, I just kind of stand around floating throughout life until the day comes for me to leave this town.
It is currently summer here. Making school less than a month away and word got around that a new family is moving into this town. Who picks this town as their probably forever home? I pray that it's a couple with no kids or maybe a kid that I can get along with. Bonus points if it's a boy and gay. I haven't heard anything besides that it's a family. It's killing me, not knowing more details. What if it's a possible bully? Maybe the love of my life? If I get bored, later on, I might go around town to see if I can spot the moving truck or the family.
A few hours had passed. It was about 3 o'clock when I got ready. My stomach felt like it was going to punch me, even though I was in my oversized pastel sweater and a white tank top. I had also picked out small black shorts but went for pale blue jeans with some rips. It's probably not the best outfit for someone to go and see new people, but my closet is mainly pastel. My clothing, again, the embodiment of what someone would see homosexual wear. Anxiety began to run throughout my body, what will the new people think? I have nothing else that looks normal. What will just people in general that are out and about? Will they pick on me? Beat me up? My legs then proceeded to guide me out the door.
People are already staring at me. I am probably just tricking myself into thinking that everyone is against me. A couple more hours passed of me walking around and to no luck at all, I couldn't find the family anywhere. I couldn't tell if I was happy or upset about it. As I accepted my fate, I walked to wendy's to sit and eat a frosty as I dipped my fry in it. Peering inside the restaurant, not a lot of people are sitting or standing. There actually are not a lot of people in Wendy's for some reason. A few jocks, kids that do drugs, cheerleaders, and a new face that I haven't seen till now. Wait! A new person! Casually, I enter and hop into line to order. Oddly enough, I am behind the new guy. I began to freak out. Like he wasn't there before I walked in.
Luckily, I'm not sweating up a storm as I hope to catch a peek at his face. Maybe he is cute? One thing for sure is that the chance of me being caught as I try to see his face. I would say he is a whole foot taller. Compared to him, I am an ant. A bug that someone can easily step on and crush. This fellow seems to be the type to work out, although. You can practically see his muscles, I almost began to drool at the thought of it. Absolutely not creepy, right? The line slowly got smaller as I got closer to my turn. Every step, I was paying attention to the moment when he will speak and say his name for the order.
The cashier than spoke, "What would you like and what your name for the order."
In a soft tone, the giant maybe cute boy spoke, "I just want a frosty and a medium fry. The name is Simon Michaelson or just Simon."
I melted completely at the sound of his voice. Not cause he spoke in a gentle tone but that fact that it wasn't what I expected. As he was busy taking out his money, I sneaked a peek at his face. I swear, if he turns out to be a jerk, I'll die. This Simon guy is by far the cutest person I have seen in my entire life. It's my turn to order now. Really hoping that I do not sound like I am a stalker, I actually ordered the same thing.
"What would you like and the name for the order?" the cashier said as it's apparent that they don't want to be there.
Before I knew it, I was extremely nervous, Mainly cause this time its a cute boy next to me.
"Just put Danny" It felt like I was about to sweat bullets.
Now the moment that I didn't prepare for me standing next to the new guy. Wendy's here is one of the smaller ones causing me almost to be standing elbow to elbow with Simon. The more I think about it, I'm really more nervous about being so tiny next to him. I am like a rat next to an elephant. I want to say hello yet, the fact that no one even likes me. Eventually, he got his food. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him sit down. I was ecstatic to get to look at him a bit better. Still not stalkerish, right?