The Exceptions

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Nick

Some interesting questions were raised yesterday. I’ve thought about it before, of course. I have spent many days brooding over my sexuality and I’ve always come to the conclusion that I can’t know without trying both. I just had to wait for the right opportunity. Theoretically, I believe that everyone is bisexual given the right situation. It depends mostly on social learning factors, I think. The other alternative is that you’re born that way - through genes, maybe, but that doesn’t really make sense or gay people would have died out by now surely, haha.

I refuse to even contemplate that God makes gay people like that, because that’s just stupid - I’m sure we all know bible teachings on homosexuality. Because of this… yes, I reckon we’re all just blank slates when we’re born, waiting to be filled up with society and personality and views. I suppose it’s a bleak look, but what does it really matter?

Theory is different to putting it into practice, though. I mean, I can theorise all I want, but if I don’t feel anything when I’m with a guy (or a girl), then I’m obviously not bi… just straight or gay. I suppose I could go on what I think about when I masturbate, which is both, I guess… but I want to be really sure, which means actual sex with people that aren’t just in my mind. I’ve just been waiting for the opportunity. It was given to me yesterday and I turned it down.

I’m not really sure why… J.D. just asked me, pretty much out of the blue, if I wanted to find out if I liked guys with him. At that exact moment I realised we were heading for the bathroom, which is J.D.’s favourite choice for such… experiments, but I was gripped by this sudden terror. I froze up, right in the middle of the hall. I think I offended J.D. a bit by my refusal, I just sort of blurted out a no.

So I get a chance to confirm my sexuality to an extent and I turn it down. Why? Well, I guess I’m afraid that if I have sex with J.D. we won’t be able to be friends anymore. I mean, he takes sex so casually and I think way too much… sex is such a big thing. It’s like… there’s a me before sex, and then there’s going to be a me after sex and they’re going to be two different people. It’s a special thing… so I guess what I’m trying to say is that I want my first time to be… well, special. Man, I sound like such a girl, but… I don’t want it to be a quickie in the bathroom with a guy/girl that’s going to forget about it in a week, like J.D. would. Plus I know that things wouldn’t be the same between us if we did do that. Just like I couldn’t have sex with Myra - things would be too weird between us as friends and I really don’t want to lose either of them. I have a serious lack of friends as it is.

Myra

I’m really not in the mood to do this fucking writing thing right now. Nick and J.D. are at it, though and Nick says that we all have to write in school so that he can know easily if we’re writing every day without reading the entries. He says that would be a breach of privacy and he wants us to write whatever we feel like in here, knowing that it’s all private. Fucker. I can just tell he’s into this diary idea. He’s more of a fag than J.D. is - he just doesn’t know it, yet.

So… writing, yeah. Well… today I got up and then I went to go and brush my teeth. I used the blue toothpaste because the white stuff is fucking rank. Then I got dressed in what I am wearing. I am wearing combat boots and a combat jacket and a green tank top and green trousers, pressed. I wanted to wear the beret, but I couldn’t find it. J.D. laughed when he saw. I like J.D., really. He’s not so much of a fucker as Nick is and he’s cute. Kind of like a little brother, but a tiny little bit less annoying.

So anyway, then I applied my emo tear and went down to get breakfa… lesson time.

J.D.

There was once a Prince. The Prince’s parents were very rich, but they didn’t talk to him very often and he got lonely. His father was mean to him, threatening that he should be sent to live with the army so that he could learn to become a great general and lead wars. The Prince thought that this might be cool, but didn’t want to leave his friends, so he said that he didn’t want to do this. His mother was nice and she said that if he did well with his tutors then he wouldn’t have to go away, but she was hardly ever around because she had to go from kingdom to kingdom to keep peace. This meant that the Prince didn’t like to go home, because at home was where his father lurked… and sometimes if he drank the magic juice then he would turn into a big, mean monster that would eat your head.

So the Prince started finding ways to not go home when it was just him and his father, and he started taking the tests they gave him without a fuss. They found out that the Prince was really quite smart and so he didn’t have to go with the army, but his father didn’t like this and drank the magic juice more. The Prince got even more lonely, even when he went home with other Princes, because he tended to forget about them after a week or so and they just blurred into the rest of the endless faces.

There were only two things in the whole world he cared about, and that was the puppy and the lioness. The puppy was adorable, it had light brown fur, but was always a little shy and not squirmy like other puppies. The lioness was a bit scary, but only to those that she didn’t like, and she liked the Prince because of his bright clothing. These were his true friends, but the Prince was still slightly lonely.

One day, a fairy appeared and asked him for any wish he could have in the world. The Prince thought for a long time before asking for someone he could love. The fairy picked up the puppy and placed him in the Prince’s arms. The Prince realised that, yes, he did love the puppy very much, but he still felt lonely. He asked the fairy why this was. The fairy said that the puppy was actually a real boy that had been turned into a puppy by a misguided Fairy of Sweet. She told the Prince that he more than loved the puppy - he was in love with him, because the puppy was a real person!

The Prince was slightly dismayed at this, for he had already used his wish up. The fairy smiled at him and told him that a smart boy such as he should be able to find a way to turn the puppy back into a boy, and then she disappeared. So it was that the Prince’s great quest began.