Nicholas didn't understand what was wrong with him. He never liked any girls, but he could never tell anyone that. He kept it to himself, that he might like boys. He's 14, he 'can't' be gay.

He always sat in his room, crying, begging, praying to be normal. Growing up in a Christian household had its ups and downs.

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He walked into class, first day of freshman year, what could go wrong? Then, you enter the classroom, the complete opposite of him. You wore a black sweatshirt with a band logo, black jeans, and dark brown hair.

Needing to sit down, you were assigned to sit next to Nicholas.

The teacher started talking, telling them they had a group assignment, sharing a piece of paper and needing to write down what they did during the summer together. Forced to work with your desk partner. Forced to work on it after school together.

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You were both sitting on his bed, telling each other what you did during the summer and writing them down. You two finished the assignment quite early, so you decided to play on his Wii.

Well, you play on his Wii. He was too busy staring at you. When you lost, he decided to have you face him, kissing you. It was mindblowing. He knew he liked it, but he couldn't.

He quickly got up, sitting on his carpet and started to pray