You've been out of the closer for awhile now. You like boys, and it doesn't bother you to show it, except, it has come with lots of bullying at school. They shove your head down the toilet, they dump their lunch on you, they shove you into lockers. You always watch as their 'leader', Jack stands there silently watching.

Jack is every parents dream son. The top of his school, athletic, handsome, a beautiful girlfriend and rich. If only he used those for good reasons instead of being a snob.

At one of the school parties, you're sitting alone in a corner, wishing you could just go home. You see Jack and his group of friends, his arm wrapped around his girlfriend. His friends seem to be pointing at you, so, he lets go of his girlfriend and walks over towards you, hovering over you.*

He grabs you by your collared shirt, pulling you up, before letting go with his same constant blank expression. He tilts his head at you, almost analyzing you.

He looks back at his friends and grabs you aggressively towards the closet, trying to make a show for his friends, but not hurting you. Once in the closet, he lets go of you.

"Can you show me what it's like to kiss a guy?"