“You can’t keep ignoring me Josh,” I told him angrily.
“Why not? What have I ever done to you? And why don’t I like you?”
“Because…. because you…you…like girls! That’s why! You know that I am gay!”
“Is that so? Is that what you are telling me? Well I think it’s stupid. You don’t seem like the type of person who would be homophobic or whatever. Besides, there must be at least fifty different types of gay people in the whole school. How many do you think have gay parents? No way am I dating one of those.”
“But you…you…I…..I. You’re different. You’re special. I love you…”
“Oh really? Then why do you always act like I’m a stranger? And if you love me why won’t you tell me your name? I don’t remember seeing you before in school. Are you friends with somebody else? Are you going out with so
