It’s A Boys Life

Chapter 1

Jake

We’re sitting in his room, well I am sitting on his chair, and he’s sprawled out on his bed. He’s flipping through a magazine, and I’m on the computer. Or at least, I am pretending to be on the computer, but I keep getting distracted by him, stealing glances at him lying there.

Jake. My best friend, Jake. As I look at him, lying with is dark hair a mess, covering at least half his face. His legs are covered in jeans that are falling to pieces, and I just have to smile. He is so sweet, so perfectly messy.

He is looking up at me, and he sees me staring at him, and he shifts uncomfortably. This snaps me out of my trance pretty quickly. And for a moment, I no longer see him as my best friend Jake. In this moment, he is sexually confused Jake, scared and confused and not ready to accept whoever he is meant to be. he reminds me too much of what is wrong with my life, reminds me of the people that make my life so hard.

Don’t get me wrong, Jake is not a homophobe, he’s not narrow minded or aggressive in any of the ways the guys at school are. The guys that beat me up routinely. He doesn’t hide the fact that we are friends, and doesn’t make jokes at my expense when he’s with his other friends. Although, slowly, his old friends appear to be deserting him. All because he is spending so much time with me.

I’d have to guess that you can imagine the kind of rumors that go around about me and Jake, so I won’t go into the details. I’ll tell you one thing, though, it makes me feel pretty damn awful when someone I care about, a lot, has to suffer to be with me. Even if he’s a friend, and nothing more.