Chapter 1 : Monday Morning Meltdown

Most of you might think that as I got older my "alarm clock" would actually become real, but unfortunately, it didn't. However, it did evolve. It went from the cries of a child to the constant chatter of a woman called my mother and the other person we all know about.

Monday Morning, First Day of High School:

Stepping out of my room in my usual attire—a baggy pair of trousers, a top that goes with it, and a pair of Vans—I am greeted with a charming but hated smile (by me alone) and the smell of pancakes and hot chocolate.

"Hi," he says to me.

"Hey," I say to him because I do not want to be an a**hole on my first day of high school. I want today to be as peaceful as a day can possibly be.

We sit in silence while my mum prepares breakfast for us. I eat like it's a competition, get up and dump my dishes in the sink, kiss my mum goodbye, and speed-walk to the gate hoping I'll teleport to school immediately when I touch it.

"Wait up!" I wince at the voice that just called out to me, immediately regretting the moment of pause because Oliver is now all up in my space, which I am sure is just so that he can piss me off.

"Back up," I say while inching away from him so that I can create some space between us. He either doesn't get the hint or just wants to be annoying because he moves closer to me until my back is against the gate and I can feel his breath on my cheeks.

I try to shove him away but it's pointless because he barely moves a centimeter. While giving him a death glare, I notice some of our schoolmates and Oliver's friends passing by. I don't like them either, especially Joseph who seems to be out to get me ever since he moved to this place and started going to our school.

While trying to get away from Oliver, Joseph jogs up to us. I can already feel the look of disgust on his face because he's literally trying to bore holes into the back of my head with his eyes.

"5...4...3...2..." I think to myself before...

"Hey guys, come check this out! Our one and only gay f*cker is trying to seduce the number one football player in the school." Yes, he knows I'm gay; everyone does, but not because I wanted to come out. It was because a guy I once hooked up with outed me because I didn't want a relationship.

It has been quite tough since then because almost no one would let me be. I mean, if I'm gay and it bothers you, then just leave me alone. Ignore me and pretend I don't exist; I thought that was how things worked. Ignoring the chatter of the boys around me who are also hovering, I slip away from my mini prison between Oliver and the gate and just speed-walk to the bus stop. Thankfully, I get the first bus so I'm able to escape those...whatever species they might be.

My first class was chemistry, which I normally like, but today, I just want it to be break time. Thankfully, my luck meter seems to be full, so the next four classes go by in a haze. I'm currently returning to my locker to drop my notes before heading to the cafeteria, and I see Oliver leaning against my locker.

"Sorry about them... They're like that, so don't take it to heart. I can't understand what you're going through because I'm straight and all, but I know you don't deserve this kind of shit." I stare at him, wondering if it's the Oliver I know that's speaking to me. Unknown to me, I stare for a while without saying anything, so he just smiles and walks away.

"He has a charming smile." I look down and see the only friend I have, Frankie, with her eyes in heart shapes. Not because she likes Oliver but because she's a die-hard fan of gay romance and strongly believes I'm going to end up with Oliver "like in her books."

"Get over yourself...he is an ass and we are not supposed to admire his smile."

Frankie rolls her eyes and says, "You guys have perfect chemistry for an MxM, enemies-to-lovers story."

I chuckle because I have just heard the most ridiculous thing of the year.

"Frankie... I need you to understand that that guy is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He just pretends to everyone that he's a good guy. He's literally the same thing as Joseph and he hates my guts as much as I hate bananas..." I pause to let her take it all in. "I'm f*cking allergic to bananas!"

The look on her face seems to be calm now. "I'm sorry Oliver and his group have been asses to you...but maybe you should give him a chance. He actually came to apologize on their behalf and we both know how outrageous it is."

While absorbing what she just said, the bell rings and we both head to the cafeteria for lunch.