The class neared its end and the bell rang. I left my bag in my locker outside of the classroom. Nick wrapped his hand around mine, pulling us in the direction of his house. He looked desperate to get to his house. We went into his house and he dragged me straight up the stairs.

“Weren’t you in a rush?” “I’m just ready to go to Ty’s house. I want to see where your guy’s hang out is.” “Fair enough. We can’t rush on the way there though. I wouldn’t want to risk shaking the drinks up.” “True.”

Nick reaches for the mini fridge beside his bed. He pulls out a few packs of beers, which are surprisingly freezing, putting them in my hands. He then opens the drawer to his nightstand to pull out his box full of weed. He looks up to me to find my face astonished.

“I’ve been stocking up. This box is even coated with some chemicals, which keeps the smell inside. My dad doesn’t know that I smoke.” “Are you ever going to tell him?” “Probably not. Let’s hurry up.”

We have to fast walk the rest of the way so we don’t shake the drinks up. I hope that I won’t have to see Ty and his girlfriend making out. Uck! Just saying or thinking, girlfriend makes me sick. Maybe I really should just get with Nick? No, that would be horrible. I don’t want to take advantage of his feelings for me.

“You okay Calab?” I look up to find Nick staring at me. “I’m just a little worried is all. I’m sure everything will be fine, it’s just…” “You would rather have some privacy with me instead of having fun in front of Ty.” “I was more on the side of his girlfriend. I don’t like her. She’s a snobby good for nothing bitch.” “I don’t get why he dates her either, but it’s Ty. You know how he is. He probably doesn’t even like the chick. He has been known to never reject anybody unless he’s in a relationship. He’s too kind for his own good.”

I know that. Of course I know that. He’s been making himself suffer for everybody else. I wonder who he is truly in love with. I wish it was me, but I know that he’s not gay. He’s hated my father for walking out on my mom just to live with his boyfriend.

I should stop thinking about this. I’m happy for my dad. Really. I just wish that he’d at least get in touch with me. I wish he’d be the person I could go to to talk about my gay issues. Mom… I can’t talk to mom about it because she turned completely christian when dad left her for that man.

The thing that makes me sad about my situation is that, one, I don’t even know my dad’s boyfriend, and two, I don’t know where they live. I hope that one day I can see him again. Talk with him about everything. Someday.

“We’re here. Time to part-tay!’ “I’m glad that you sound so excited,” Ty said as he opened the front door. He invited us in and we walked straight into the basement. I was surprised to not find Ty’s sluty pig face girlfriend anywhere down here with us. “If you're wondering where she is, we broke up. She said that she doesn’t like people who smoke.”

Nick sets down his box of what smells like a faint scent of lubricated weed. I watch as he opens his mouth to speak up, “We, my friend, are going to get you hella high. Is Alexa down here?” “Always is when we smoke here.” “Alexa, play Hella O’s.” (Insert song here ig ¯_(ツ)_/¯ only if you want to cuz I dunno what I’m doing with life anymore.)