| Author: | Kristina Bodie, Myranda Romero | ISBN: | 9781386557463 |
| Publisher: | Kristina Bodie | Publication: | May 7, 2018 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Kristina Bodie, Myranda Romero |
| ISBN: | 9781386557463 |
| Publisher: | Kristina Bodie |
| Publication: | May 7, 2018 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
"Honey, I think you may have found someone 'worth looking at' as you put it." She saw two specific emotions run over the 26-year-old's face, and she grinned larger for one was confusion, and the other a sudden, almost sinking realization. "Mateo, I think you may have found someone that you like. Not like you like Noah, or class, but like, like. Like Soccer."
Mateo swallowed, the longer the woman spoke the farther away her voice seemed to grow. He felt himself sliding off into nothing until white noise filled his ears. Someone he liked? And that someone was Trevor? He felt his stomach give a jolt and all at once he felt like he was going to puke. If felt like he'd been running around in a circle his whole life and within a few seconds the whole damned floor just gave out and came crashing into a pot of realization. He was set on the fact that he just didn't like people like that. He didn't fucking care about people in that way, and that was that. He was fine with it, a-okay, and had just agreed with the whole 'Yeah I'm Asexual' or 'Nah I'm not interested in that shit.' He made an unintelligible noise before yanking his eyes over in confusion, "Collins … am I gay?"
"Honey, I think you may have found someone 'worth looking at' as you put it." She saw two specific emotions run over the 26-year-old's face, and she grinned larger for one was confusion, and the other a sudden, almost sinking realization. "Mateo, I think you may have found someone that you like. Not like you like Noah, or class, but like, like. Like Soccer."
Mateo swallowed, the longer the woman spoke the farther away her voice seemed to grow. He felt himself sliding off into nothing until white noise filled his ears. Someone he liked? And that someone was Trevor? He felt his stomach give a jolt and all at once he felt like he was going to puke. If felt like he'd been running around in a circle his whole life and within a few seconds the whole damned floor just gave out and came crashing into a pot of realization. He was set on the fact that he just didn't like people like that. He didn't fucking care about people in that way, and that was that. He was fine with it, a-okay, and had just agreed with the whole 'Yeah I'm Asexual' or 'Nah I'm not interested in that shit.' He made an unintelligible noise before yanking his eyes over in confusion, "Collins … am I gay?"
