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on the bed; I have bad and good news”

  She sat carefully on my bed and I close to her.

  “So, what should I do with his number

  “Text him, everything in your mind, good bye”

  She walked out of my room.

  I took out my phone from my backpack and dialed his number on message,

  “Hello” it showed sent which meant it had arrived to him.

  “How are you?”

  “Fine and you”

  “I am preparing for the dance”

  I had to ask him right now, it was now or never, this was the deciding moment in my life.

  “So do you love me?” I asked

  “I love everybody”

  His answer wasn't bad at all, I expected something worse but it was pretty good.

  I decided to end the chat.

  “See you at the dance, love you bye……..”

  “Ok……. (Emoji’s of surprised face and happy face)”.

  I was extremely overjoyed, I was so happy that nothing could quench the happiness.

  A text vibrated my phone, I quickly checked to see who it was but to my greatest surprise, it was him, the annoying one.

  “Hey (emoji’s of heart)”.

  “Why are you texting me, how did you get my number, what is wrong with you”.

  “Lol”

  “It’s not funny”

  “Lol, btw”

  “What does that mean idiot?”

  “You are so aggressive and funny, lol”

  “How about the dance”, he added.

  “What about it?”

  “I mean, do you have any person to take you there”

  I wish I could say yes but I had to say no, he was not getting the point and he was getting annoying every single second, he was like a robot made with one gigabyte of annoying and one kilo byte of knowledge.

  “No, I am not going with anyone, and you?”

  “Are you thinking what is thinking?”

  “Probably not”.

  “Lol, lol, lol”.

  “Stop using lol ok”.

  “I think we should go together”.

  He had asked to go to the dance with me, I wanted to say no but did not want to hurt his geeky feelings which were also annoying, I could not go with him, that was social holocaust, it was a lifelong mistake.

  “Wait, low battery and my battery is in my mom’s suitcase which she took to work and I can’t text you, bye”

  I immediately turned off all my connections which made all messages to me vague and useless. My lie was not the best but was clearly genius.

  I looked to the pink my little pony clock hanging on my wall and I had only ten hours before the dance.

  I went to my cloth vault as I called it and took out my blue gown which had some glitter on it and my blue high heels which I had stolen from my sister when she was in ninth grade.

  I laid all these on the bed and slept without thinking about anything else.

  I woke up to the sunlight reflecting to my eyes through my window, the red drapes which had not been closed aided the sunlight to blind fold me.

  I woke up tired and weary and pulled away the drapes thus letting more than enough light to sneak into my room.

  It was now four hours to the dance, I yawned and my breath stank so bad I had to close up my nose from the pungent breathe.

  I walked dizzily to my bathroom and took a bath then came back and wore my clothes.

  I stared at the mirror, admiring myself and commending myself for stealing those shoes, I looked beautiful but I had to steal make up from my sister.

  I walked out of my room and sneaked into her room, she was asleep and I was tiptoeing towards her makeup table when she woke up.

  “No need to steal my makeup, come here and I will make you up”.

  She got out from her bed and walked me to her makeup table, her makeup had been popular in school and her making me up was a pleasure.

  She had me sit on her wooden chair while she rubbed some powder and stupid stuff on my face.

  An hour later, I looked in the mirror and I was astonished by the magnitude of beauty I could see, my eyelashes and eyebrows had been professionally polished and designed for perfection, this was a dream come true.

  It was now an hour to the dance and I was ready to go.

  “So who is going to get you?” she asked.

  “I will walk there”.

  “Sorry sis, I would have taken you if I had a car”

  “No problem”.

  I rushed out and descended the stairs with loud stomps which distracted my mom from her show and unto me.

  “You look so pretty dear”

  “Thank you mom”

  “So, believe in yourself and don't miss an opportunity, also don't do underage drink because”

  She just sighed and continued watching her show.

  I walked out into the footpath and then began walking to school

  I stayed at the cafeteria and began reading a book on my iPhone while waiting for Daniel.

  I went back to the gym an hour later and everyone had already arrived, dressed gorgeously and looking fabulous.

  Everyone was smiling but I did not care as I looked for Daniel and Daniel alone.

  I saw Peter seating alone on a metal chair but I did not care.

  I saw Daniel and he was dancing with Selena with a slow music, I was so annoyed that I walked up to him.

  “Daniel “I called out.

  Selena walked away leaving me and Daniel alone.

  This was the moment I had waited for all my life, I was about to dance with my lifelong crush, he looked as handsome as I could remember, his eyes dazzling and blue as the precious sapphire, his face as smooth as the smooth thing you are thinking right now, his suit so manly and dark.

  “Daniel, I have loved you since the day I saw you”.

  With those words said, I saw a smile on his face, he may have loved me also, and I decided I would take my first kiss.

  I sent my head forward towards his succulent lips filled with passion, I was aching to caress them with mine and taste them like the candy I love, and it may have been sweet.

  He was staring at my eyes, I loved that he stared at me, I was pushing closer my head then as I was about to possess his soft lips with a truthful and passionate kiss from my lovely lips, he stopped me by a push with his hand.

  “What are you trying to do?” he asked.

  “Trying to kiss you duh”, I pushed my head forward with my lips bulging out to kiss him.

  “Am sorry, I can’t”

  “Why” I asked as I restrained myself

  “I am gay”

  I did not know how to receive the news, I wanted to fall to the ground and die, I was depressed, my breath was increasing and even doubling, heart rate doubling, I was perplexed.

  “Why are you gay?”

  “Many girls like me so am gay”.

  “So all this time you have been gay right”.

  “Yep”.

  “Are you sure?” I asked to be sure.

  He seemed confused that I was asking again

  “Yes, I am sure”.

  “I don’t believe you are gay”.

  “I am seriously gay; I am gay 24 hours a day, I am so gay that I am New Yorks Times gayest man alive, I am so gay that I am going to sing a song”.

  “If you are gay then kiss me” I tried sending my lips to kiss his soft lips but he pushed me away.

  “If I'm gay, why would I want to kiss you?”

  I was so mad, if he were speaking the truth; it meant I had been crushing on the wrong person.

  “So you are seriously gay, why did you not tell me?”

  “I am sorry, yikes”.

  I was extremely angered, I had curved my fingers into a fist, I was ready to punch him in his face, and he was telling me this now.

  His suit w
as dazzling and he looked gorgeous to be punched by me, but why did he not tell me since.

  I tried calming down my anger but it was increasing and taking over me, my eyes were becoming red and Daniel did not seem to be looking at me who stood right in front of him.

  I grabbed him forcefully by his collar and pushed him aggressively to the wall thus hitting the chairs.

  I was holding his collar and he seemed to be choking while hanging on my hand off the wall.

  “I ask again, are you gay?”

  “Yes, I am” he responded while trying to free himself from my powerful grip.

  With my right hand I held him and with my left I had already made a fist ready to punch him.

  He was trying to free himself and breathe and no one seemed to care about what was happening, I held him so tight that he could not breathe.

  I saw myself swinging my left hand aggressively into his cheeks so hard that he fell on the floor thus shattering the table which he fell close by.

  By now the other students had begun to be interested in what was happening.

  “Why did you do that?” he asked while trying to get up with blood oozing out of his nose.

  I had anger management issues, I mean major anger management issues, I tried to manage it now but I could not. The students instead were cheering for me.

  “Mary Mary Mary”, they cheered on.

  I walked to him on the ground and held him by his collar, I swung my right hand which was unoccupied and it hit him right on his nose.

  “Why are you gay?” I shouted aggressively to him while punching his cheeks even more.

  “It’s not my fault; many girls love me because I am gay”.

  I did not feel satisfied with what he was saying and the anger which was boiling up in me was increasing each time he said he was gay.

  “Are you still gay?”

  “Please stop, please someone help me”, he shouted.

  I pulled him angrily by his red tie and took him to the floor by the table where there stood a whisky bottle.

  I grabbed the whisky bottle and began swinging it around his face so as to scare him.

  “Are you still gay?”

  “Please stop Mary, am sorry ok”.

  I began weeping while still holding him tightly by his collar.

  “Why are you gay today, why could you not be gay after you kissed me, why are you gay, why, why, why are you gay?” I then left him and walked past the crowd.

  I stopped when I saw Peter seating lonely on a red metal chair, his hand on his chin as if he was frustrated and left alone.

  He smiled when he saw me and enthusiastically walked towards me.

  “Hey Mary”, he declared while still smiling.

  “Hey peter”.

  I saw Peter as he looked at me with his big eyes, his glasses covering them and his smile so nerdy, he was always here for me and wasn’t gay.

  “Maybe he is the one, all this time he had been here, Daniel, Peter, I know Peter may be the one”.

  Peter still stood in front of me smiling in an oddly nerdy way, it was annoying.

  “Mary”, he said while trying to kneel down in front of me.

  “Stop!” I exclaimed while holding his hand so he could not kneel down.

  “Mary, I have always loved you from the first day I met you, I love you every day, I will always love you and will always be there for you when you need me, Mary, will you be my girlfriend”.

  “Peter, you are the most annoying person in the world, more to that you are not even cute or cool, I hate you every single day of my life “

  I spat out all those words not caring about how it affected him.

  “Is that a yes then?” he asked enthusiastically.

  “Peter, if you know how I hate you, you will go kill yourself five times over, I hate you so much I would have shot you for free, I hate you so much I would plan an assassination on your life, I hate you so much that I would go out with a monkey from Mars than you, I hate you so much that I would kill you voluntarily every day for ten years, I hate you so much that I would not give a drop of oxygen to save your life, in fact I hate you”.

  Those words dropped on him like an atomic bomb on Hiroshima excluding Nagasaki, crushing his feelings and taking away his self-esteem, he dropped his face down and began weeping, and he just sat on his seat while I walked outside.

  I walked outside aggressively, pushing anyone and anything that stood on my way.

  I stood outside in the dark, feeling cold and confused.

  “Do you think you have done it enough” a voice in my head whispered softly, it sounded convincing.

  I hurried back inside the dance and saw Daniel wiping his bloody lips and face with a towel given to him by Selena who stood close to him.

  “What is wrong with that girl, she almost killed me”

  I rushed to where he was and when I was close enough, I swung my hand into his cheeks, this time harder.

  One of his teeth flew out and he fell on the floor, hitting himself on the table while falling.

  “That’s for being gay”, I declared confidently.

  I ran outside while weeping because I had not controlled my anger, I was weeping the whole way home, I was so ashamed of myself, I had lost my friend and my crush in one day. How bad could the day be?

  I walked into our house ignoring my mom who seemed to be talking to me; I was so ashamed I did not want to talk to no one. My mom stopped as she noticed I did not want to answer.

  I entered my room and jumped on the bed, I wept and cried, tears soaked my bed and my clothes, I shivered under my comfy blanket while thinking about the dance.

  I cried so much that I slept without knowing it; I closed my eyes with the thought that my life in high school had been crushed.

  The sun’s rays slipped through the crevice under my window and made a pattern on my walls, I woke up and opened up the drapes thus letting in all the sunlight, I felt better and ready to go to school.

  I took my bath and wore my blue jacket, red pants and blue sleeveless shirt.

  I walked out of my room with my headphones in my ear so as to alienate any sound or words sounds someone was trying to say to me.

  I walked out of the house without talking or uttering a single word to anyone.

  I did not obey any traffic lights while crossing the road and had my head down because I was ashamed of myself.

  I stood by the door of the school, I did not want to open it for I knew the hatred and malice the students would have towards me, I could not bear the words which they would utter.

  I then walked in and dropped my face while walking through the hallways, no one seemed to care about me or look at me, and it was strange.

  While walking, I noticed that Peter was with someone, his hands wrapped around the girl who wore a long skirt and looked as nerdy as he was.

  For some reason, he wanted to make me jealous and held her cheeks and began kissing her, she wasn't a good kisser and I could notice it from afar, she was trying to learn how to kiss and Peter seemed to be bad at it.

  “Am sure he wants to make me jealous, what an idiot he is, I am going to walk up to him”.

  I walked up to him while he was still kissing her, he would stop to see whether I was coming.

  “Hey peter”, I declared while standing close to him.

  “Hey Mary, I have a girlfriend”

  “Wow, I am so happy for you”, I answered sarcastically.

  “She is standing here with me, you had dumped me but I am too hot and found someone better and way cuter than you, you thought you were too good for me but you were wrong, I was too good for you”

  He was mistaken, I had no feelings for him and the girl was way to nerdy to be close to being better than me, mucus coated her nostrils and she wore a dirty pullover, she looked very shy and reserved and had said no word to me.

  “Peter, can I talk with you alone”, I whispered.<
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  “Ok, but I don’t care about you anymore”.

  I pulled him tenderly to the locker which was to our left I was staring at his eyes while he starred in mine, he smiled and I wasn't.

  “Peter let me tell you something, I don’t care today, I don’t care tomorrow and I don’t care forever, in fact if you needed me to care for you to live, I won’t care, even if every single person in the world was gay, even if the movies were gay and the trees and animals were gay, and you were the only one remaining not gay, I would not go out with you, even if I needed to go out with you to save my life, I would not, I don't care about you and your nerdy girlfriend whom I guess is ignorant, you are so annoying, even if I needed a kiss from you to live, I would kiss a porcupine and die, thank you for listening”.

  I sighed and walked away while he returned back to his naive girlfriend whose name I had not gotten, I knew with that, he would bother me no more.

  I walked through the congested hallways feeling nervous, my heart beating faster than usual; I couldn't focus on anything except the tile floor which was beautifully made.

  I stood by the door of the history class knowing that everyone was already in, Daniel was going to be there and he was going to hate me as I hated Peter.

  I rushed in and to my greatest surprise he was on his knees with heart shaped balloons floating above him only connected to him by a cord, his eyes looking at me and he was smiling.

  “Mary, I am sorry for all you went through, I have always loved you and I am not gay, it was only a prank”

  That was the happiest day of my life, I was so excited that I rushed to him and held his cheeks, lavishing him with a passionate kiss; I stopped and was staring in his eyes.

  “Your sister and Selena told me to do it”.

  “No problem”, I responded passionately.

  I sent my head forward again and lavished his soft lips with a humble kiss, and then I asked myself “is this it?”.

 

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