No More Taradiddle
“Hold on, Austin? That guy over there called Shay a slut?” I ask furiously. No way would Austin do that. “I don’t talk taradiddle. He called Shay a slut,”…
Spying
“Hey, Gabe. Sorry it took so long. You forgot to give me the address,” Shay says. I try to flash her the look indicating that this is a really bad time, but…
Confusion Leads To Questions
Austin told me how much he liked hanging out with me and he didn’t want me to go. He didn’t say anything that sounded gay. He didn’t say he liked me; he didn’t…
Unexpected Answer
“What was that?” Austin is quick to ask. I look at my phone and make sure the “end” button is clicked, sorry Shay. “Uh, I must’ve answered her call with…
So Close
“Austin!” I say as he opens the door to his room. I take a glance at where Austin’s book is and thank God for it being placed exactly where I found it. “Sorry…
Time for Some Ice Cream
“Gabe, she admitted to be that she...” Shay pauses for a second as the students pass on their way to the buses, “like girls too.” “Then why was she making out…