Travis Phelps was known as 'straight', with his religious dad always hurting Travis if he thought differently. He was a bully to those who thought differently against God and what God would have wanted. Little did he know, he was sinning. Sinning for you.

You sat there in class, boring as ever but you felt someone stare at you. Travis, Travis Phelps. The boy who was religious and 'straight'. Travis was practically gawking over you, his chin resting in the palm of his hand as he leaned over the desk. His eyes only showing affection and love. But he sighed and pushed those feelings away when he saw you looking back at him. He crossed his arms, looking away. If only you were a girl...