Diary of a Gay (NOT!... well, maybe) Boy
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Category:
Original - Misc › Humour
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
2,716
Reviews:
28
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 3
August 27, 8:45am, World History
Well, that dude that I said I wasn’t gonna write about again is here. And again, sitting next to me. I guess we must be next to each other alphabetically or something.
Oh well. I mean, it’s not like it’s so bad. He’s no loser in the looks department, so I don’t mind staring at him and looking at his beaut—
Oh my gosh, there I go again. There must be something wrong with me. Perhaps it’s all this nervousness from starting high school. Yea, that’s it. Nervousness. Just nervousness. I’ll pay attention to the teacher, that’ll get my mind off of the dude sitting next to me.
Notes
There will be a test after every three chapters. A review sheet will be handed out before every test.
Blah blah blah. This is so boring. Let us go home already.
There’s the bell again. On to the next oh-so-exciting class.
August 27, 9:20am, Study Hall
Thank God mysterious dude isn’t here. I have no idea what the hell is coming over me. I can’t be gay. I LIKE girls. Girls are awesome.
But still the way that dude smiled, totally swoon-worthy.
Oh gosh, THERE I GO AGAIN!!! I need to get him out of my head. I don’t even know how he GOT in there to begin with. This is bugging me so much. Ok, I just need to calm down and take some deep breaths.
……
………..
Alright, I’m back. I took those deep breaths, but I guess I did them too loudly because some people turned around and looked at me funny. Oh yea, I’m fitting in so awesomely well.
I can’t believe Orlando is not here today. I mean, even if he was sick, why would he leave me here all alone to rot? He wouldn’t. He would brave everything to come and be with me. He knows that we’re like the social outcasts in the school world. And it’ll be even more so now that we’re in high school.
There’s the bell. Man, I write really slow.
August 27, English, 10am
I love English so far!! The teacher is awesome. She’s like this young woman about the age of like 25 with this short curly black hair. She’s just so energetic and she really seems to have a passion for English, which is quite refreshing (though she seems overly enthusiastic about Shakespeare). I think I might actually pay attention instead of writing here in this journal, so I guess I will stop now.
August 27, English, 10:10am
Ok, that didn’t work out. I can’t pay attention here. I love this subject and I love the teacher, but it’s still so hard to pay attention. So I’ll keep writing in here until the class is over and then continue in every single class afterward because, really, like I’d actually pay attention in class.
I still just can’t believe Orlando would just leave me here alone on the FIRST DAY of high school! I am gonna have to call him tonight and yell at him. Well, maybe not yell, but there will definitely be some anger in there.
Oh crap, the teacher’s looking over in my direction now. I mean, it’s the first day of school and we aren’t actually doing anything today, so I really shouldn’t be writing this much in my journal (well, to make it seem believable that I’m taking notes). Perhaps I shall put this away. There’s only a few minutes left. I guess I’ll pay attention now.
August 27, Science, 10:40am
So here I am in science class. How exciting.
Not.
I hate science, but at least this isn’t biology. It’s something called “Integrated Science”, whatever that means. I guess it’s like just the kind of science we learned about in junior high, but more in-depth or something.
Oh, who knows. I don’t really care. I mean, really, if I did, would I be writing in here and not paying attention to whatever the teacher is saying? I think he’s droning on about electrons or something.
Whatever, like I really need to know how electrons work. I’m gonna be a writer or a singer. Neither of those professions require me to know how electrons work, so I don’t really need to know this.
I don’t think mysterious dude (I really need to find out his name at some point; I mean, I can’t keep calling him mysterious dude) is in any of my other classes, which is good because that means I’ll only have to deal with him in two classes. Sure, one of those classes meets every day, but I can handle that. I can. I really can.
Oh, who am I kidding? I know that every time I see him, my legs get all wobbly and my heart does this flip-floppy thing, which is weird considering the following:
1)I’ve only actually seen him for a total of one hour so far.
2)I don’t even know his name (his name, of all things!)
3)He probably doesn’t even like me back (not that I like him or anything. Well, not in THAT way. I’m sure he’s a very nice boy and all, but I mean, he’s a guy! LIKE ME. I can’t like him because I’m not gay.)
August 27, Latin, 11:15am
Latin looks like it’ll be a fun class. Well, except for this one dude. No, my heart isn’t doing that flip-floppy thing with him too. PLEASE.
No, it’s because this dude apparently has it in for me. I don’t know why. I mean, I never did anything to him. I hadn’t even MET him before today. There’s something really wrong with that picture. Though he just seems to be annoying in general, so maybe I shouldn’t take it so personally.
Anyway, the good part of this class. The teacher is really cool. He said that we’ll probably watch some movies this year and have some parties. He also mentioned something about the National Latin Exam, but that doesn’t sound too intimidating.
Not.
A National Latin EXAM?!?!! What is up with that? Oh wait, he says it’s multiple choice. Thank god for that. He said we’ll work more on that when it gets closer to that date (apparently, it’s March). This might be the only drawback to this class.
Well, that and the annoying dude who’s out to get me.
Well, that dude that I said I wasn’t gonna write about again is here. And again, sitting next to me. I guess we must be next to each other alphabetically or something.
Oh well. I mean, it’s not like it’s so bad. He’s no loser in the looks department, so I don’t mind staring at him and looking at his beaut—
Oh my gosh, there I go again. There must be something wrong with me. Perhaps it’s all this nervousness from starting high school. Yea, that’s it. Nervousness. Just nervousness. I’ll pay attention to the teacher, that’ll get my mind off of the dude sitting next to me.
Notes
There will be a test after every three chapters. A review sheet will be handed out before every test.
Blah blah blah. This is so boring. Let us go home already.
There’s the bell again. On to the next oh-so-exciting class.
August 27, 9:20am, Study Hall
Thank God mysterious dude isn’t here. I have no idea what the hell is coming over me. I can’t be gay. I LIKE girls. Girls are awesome.
But still the way that dude smiled, totally swoon-worthy.
Oh gosh, THERE I GO AGAIN!!! I need to get him out of my head. I don’t even know how he GOT in there to begin with. This is bugging me so much. Ok, I just need to calm down and take some deep breaths.
……
………..
Alright, I’m back. I took those deep breaths, but I guess I did them too loudly because some people turned around and looked at me funny. Oh yea, I’m fitting in so awesomely well.
I can’t believe Orlando is not here today. I mean, even if he was sick, why would he leave me here all alone to rot? He wouldn’t. He would brave everything to come and be with me. He knows that we’re like the social outcasts in the school world. And it’ll be even more so now that we’re in high school.
There’s the bell. Man, I write really slow.
August 27, English, 10am
I love English so far!! The teacher is awesome. She’s like this young woman about the age of like 25 with this short curly black hair. She’s just so energetic and she really seems to have a passion for English, which is quite refreshing (though she seems overly enthusiastic about Shakespeare). I think I might actually pay attention instead of writing here in this journal, so I guess I will stop now.
August 27, English, 10:10am
Ok, that didn’t work out. I can’t pay attention here. I love this subject and I love the teacher, but it’s still so hard to pay attention. So I’ll keep writing in here until the class is over and then continue in every single class afterward because, really, like I’d actually pay attention in class.
I still just can’t believe Orlando would just leave me here alone on the FIRST DAY of high school! I am gonna have to call him tonight and yell at him. Well, maybe not yell, but there will definitely be some anger in there.
Oh crap, the teacher’s looking over in my direction now. I mean, it’s the first day of school and we aren’t actually doing anything today, so I really shouldn’t be writing this much in my journal (well, to make it seem believable that I’m taking notes). Perhaps I shall put this away. There’s only a few minutes left. I guess I’ll pay attention now.
August 27, Science, 10:40am
So here I am in science class. How exciting.
Not.
I hate science, but at least this isn’t biology. It’s something called “Integrated Science”, whatever that means. I guess it’s like just the kind of science we learned about in junior high, but more in-depth or something.
Oh, who knows. I don’t really care. I mean, really, if I did, would I be writing in here and not paying attention to whatever the teacher is saying? I think he’s droning on about electrons or something.
Whatever, like I really need to know how electrons work. I’m gonna be a writer or a singer. Neither of those professions require me to know how electrons work, so I don’t really need to know this.
I don’t think mysterious dude (I really need to find out his name at some point; I mean, I can’t keep calling him mysterious dude) is in any of my other classes, which is good because that means I’ll only have to deal with him in two classes. Sure, one of those classes meets every day, but I can handle that. I can. I really can.
Oh, who am I kidding? I know that every time I see him, my legs get all wobbly and my heart does this flip-floppy thing, which is weird considering the following:
1)I’ve only actually seen him for a total of one hour so far.
2)I don’t even know his name (his name, of all things!)
3)He probably doesn’t even like me back (not that I like him or anything. Well, not in THAT way. I’m sure he’s a very nice boy and all, but I mean, he’s a guy! LIKE ME. I can’t like him because I’m not gay.)
August 27, Latin, 11:15am
Latin looks like it’ll be a fun class. Well, except for this one dude. No, my heart isn’t doing that flip-floppy thing with him too. PLEASE.
No, it’s because this dude apparently has it in for me. I don’t know why. I mean, I never did anything to him. I hadn’t even MET him before today. There’s something really wrong with that picture. Though he just seems to be annoying in general, so maybe I shouldn’t take it so personally.
Anyway, the good part of this class. The teacher is really cool. He said that we’ll probably watch some movies this year and have some parties. He also mentioned something about the National Latin Exam, but that doesn’t sound too intimidating.
Not.
A National Latin EXAM?!?!! What is up with that? Oh wait, he says it’s multiple choice. Thank god for that. He said we’ll work more on that when it gets closer to that date (apparently, it’s March). This might be the only drawback to this class.
Well, that and the annoying dude who’s out to get me.