Love Revenge and Murder

“YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE!” Sandwich guy's mom called from the kitchen as he’s standing in the middle of his room pulling his shirt over his head and down his muscular torso. pushing his dirty blond hair back from his face causing it to stick up in places giving him a bed head look, he raced down the stairs grabbing his bag on his way out the door to catch the bus. Only four months left until he finally graduated high school and didn’t have to deal with the people anymore. He was never into the groups of girls trying to get with him, he would just blow them off wanting nothing to do with them. The only person who understood him was his best friend of 7 years, Chapi. *** Sandwich guy stepped into the lunch room making his way over to Chapi. “Hey Chapi!” He said, sitting his tray down across from him. “Oh hey are you coming to wrestling practice tonight?” He replied as sweatpants came and sat next to Chapi close enough to almost be sitting on his lap. They had been dating for the past month and it had been hell ever since they started. Sandwich guy couldn’t hang out with Chapi like he used to, sweatpants wouldn’t let them near each other have the time, with lunch being an exception as the lunch table was mostly the boys wrestling team. “Um yeah I should be, don't we have a tournament this weekend?” “Yeah against Dunlap I think.” “Hopefully we do better than last time.” Sandwich guy said laughing as his other friend, the red shoe guy, came and sat next to him with Kearns at his side. “Hey guys!” Sandwich guy, Chapi, and Red shoes all said in unison to them. “Hey! Are you guys ready for the tournament this weekend?” Kearns asked making eye contact with Sweatpants then quickly looked away. Sandwich guy wondered what that was all about. “Yeah, just not looking forward to the overnight.” “I am.” Sweatpants said with a smile on his face returning Kearns gaze only for a moment. But sandwich guy just decided to ignore it as he couldn’t stop looking at red shoes. His eyes following his chest and down his contoured torso in his tight black shirt and to his muscled arms behind his head as he stretched. Sandwich guy has had a crush on his friend's red shoes for a while but hasn’t told anyone, not even Chapi. He’s been in the closet since he was 13 and realized he was into guys. To him it was a secret he could never tell, though the wrestling team had recently been suspecting it because of how he had been acting around red shoes lately.