Though at fourteen, I was very content to be dreaming about the most gorgeous girl I’d ever met. Well, not met, not yet at least.

I had already known by then that I was gay but I wouldn’t tell anyone. I was a big loner in contrast to me two big brothers who were popular in their own little cliques. I knew how my parents would react if I ever told the,. Simply put, they’d freak. So I just kept my little dreams to myself and never told a soul, even today.

But you can guess that I was shocked to be pulled out from my dream when I realized that the girl I’d been dreaming of, actually existed.

That was the first day of high school, the day I first saw Ashley Davies. I wouldn’t actually “meet” her for a long while.

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‘Oh God. Oh god.’ I can feel my heart thumping in my chest. I’m finally in here. High school.

In understand that to most people high school isn’t that big a deal, to them it just means being one year older. But I for one am psyched. I feel like I’m finally in the big leagues. I’m so excited to meet people who are just like me. It’s a huge high school so maybe there are people who are like me. ‘Maybe I can even find a love interest’ I blush at the thought of such a thing.

I walk out of my brother’s car and Glen and Clay quickly follow, unlike me however they don’t stop to breathe to calmly take in the atmosphere. I take a deep breathe and look around me, and my new environment. I look down at myself and I feel good. My hair is still the same cut that I’ve had pretty much half my life, now it’s past my shoulders and slightly lighter. My bangs still cover the front of my face with my bottle coke glasses still perched on top of my nose. I’m wearing a black hoodie and a band tee with faded blue jeans that flair out.

I take a deep breathe and start to walk on my way, happy to take the first step into the rest of my life.