Homecoming

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
A popular, loved student faces a choice he has struggled with, and doesn't know how his peers will react

Submitted: May 06, 2017

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Homecoming

“David, are you coming or not?” someone yells to me.
I’m lost again, in my head, staring out to the dimly lit school, watching everyone pouring into the auditorium. Going to Homecoming almost seems like a chore for me; a requirement for David Farley, the hot shot around school. Zach is howling at me to get out of the car, and how we need to meet up with the group in there.
“I thought I lost you there again, where does that dumbass of yours go when you zone out like that?” Zach beckons at me.
“Nowhere, just thinking about stupid things,” I reluctantly say back.
“Yeah? Like how Jessica was all up on you the other night at Brian’s party? She was ready for the David-meister that night, am I right?” 
Why does he have to speak about people like that? Someone who generalizes about others in a way that could be detrimental to their emotions. Isn’t that just the high school way?
Walking into the school once again gives me that same stale air that you get any other mundane day; one that was once a new and exciting feeling that came to me walking through those doors. Now, it only brings me closer to the gift of graduation and another fresh start. Zach tells me that the others are hanging out by the bathrooms, most likely planning something stupid, but I might as well go along. 
“Have you guys seen Lauren around, that dress she is wearing makes her ass pop!” Brian blurts out as we walk up to the group of “friends”.
“No, dipshit, we just walked in! David was taking his sweet time getting ready.” Zach declares, nudging me as if I were to think it’s funny. I ignore it because I’m focused on something else. Someone else.
He came.
I asked him to consider going to Homecoming, so we could maybe meet up or something. I don’t know, I was nervous and just wanted him to go. Now he’s here, but I can’t just leave these guys, they would know something’s up.
“Well look who it is, good ol’ Christopher. How’s it been? It’s been a good while since we’ve talked.” Zach says as he cracks his knuckles menacingly. I can’t let him do anything to him, I don’t want him to be hurt because of me.
“Zach come on, he hasn’t done anything!” I blurt out to him.
“What’s it to you asswipe? He some kind of gay lover?”
If only he knew… No, I’ve had enough. It’s been awhile since I’ve had this kind of braveness and confidence. Looking at Chris ignites something in me that I haven’t felt before. I reach over, grabbing Chris to pull him over closer, seeing he has the same feeling. I lean in, with all the bravery I can muster, and…
I kiss him.


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