Gee wasn't at school the following Monday. I was just getting ready to leave the building at the end of the day. My hands were clad in skeleton gloves, the ones that covered my whole hand and wasn't just cut off. You see, I thought it'd be easier to get nail polish off but it really isn't. I thought that after Gee painted my nails I can just take it off once I got home. Unfortunately, that didn't really work so I wore these gloves to cover them.
“Faggot,” someone muttered, bumping into me as he walked passed.
I glared at the back of Brendon’s head. I clenched my fists, walking out of the building to my car. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself as I drove to Gee’s house. There was only one car in the driveway when I pulled up. I ran around to his window and called him.
“Open th
