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jbtobsyn:
I think you have eyes because i said my own view and it is not because it is a gay story. None of my business with what any choose to do with his/her body,i have friends that are homo. It is better if you come out of the closet.

Ehn yes I will come out of the closet that you put me in. uncle shift biko.

Slymer post a new update biko or better still send it to my email the way you sent those ones I helped you post abeg. make I dey download am read am for my phone. this forum dey vex me.

jbtobsyn:
Don't write it in details and this story is no more being realistic,no suspense at all. Not trying to discourage you but just saying what I see.

Na so. You don't mean to discourage him, but here you are, telling him his story doesn't make sense again. Nwokem, the story makes perfect sense to me biko . It is a deep and eccentric story and the setting is a typical American High school. They made a bet for a straight guy to make a gay guy fall in love with him and then turn out the Straight guy...who is STRAIGHT, is beginning to fall for the gay guy, I don't know about you, but I find that very very intriguing and it makes me want to follow this story to the end. Haba.... just look at the scene in the rest room, so beautiful. Or is it because it is becoming a gay love story?

Bros abeg. Slymer is an amazing writer who isn't scared to write what comes from the heart. He is not cliché like many Nairaland writers. Art is art, book na book, and story na story. If you don't like th story then Stop reading. I'm sure you have better things to do with your time.

slymer you are killing me! The ending of Chapter 34. Where Lance and Trevor kissed..... I almost screamed. The emotion you put in you work is just...... I LOVE YOU!!!

[center]Musical Inspirations[/center]


[center]Hey guys. So, I'm someone who loves music alot and when reading novels, I listen to music for a better emotive effect. I want you guys to have that same experience too. These are the songs that inspired this story. Find them an listen to them as you read. Some of them are mentioned in the story to help you imagination run free. Enjoy[/center]


[center]The Playlists[/center]

[center]Halsey: Bad at Love[/center]

[center]Avicii ft. Rita Orange: Lonely Together[/center]

[center]All time Low: Dirty Laundry[/center]

[center]Troye Sivan : My My My[/center]

[center]3LAU: Starcrossed[/center]

[center]Oh Wonder: Livewire[/center]

[center]Phil Collins : True Colours[/center]

[center]Zed ft. Katy Perry : 365[/center]

[center]The Corrs : Runaway[/center]

Chapter 17

Trevor

The next day at school during break, Trevor took his tray of food from the counter and to move to his table. His table was at the far end of the hall, the point where he saw Bruce, Aaron and the girls laughing and talking to each other. As he kept walking down, he noticed a group of girls staring at him. They were eyeing him; flirting with him. Some of them even went as far as waving at him with shy smiles on thier faces, and when he waved back, they just gave out quiet and shocking gasps before turning to thier friends and giggling like the silly teenage girls that they were. Trevor had gotten used to things like these. He was Trevor Bowman, a member of what the Kentworth fan girls called 'The Hunk four." A group made up of the four most gorgeous guys in school; Trevor, Bruce, Aaron and Caleb. Some other girls called them 'The Four Princes'. Kentworth girls did all they could to get themselves to date them while the slurry ones did all they could to get in bed with them.

Trevor was pulled out of his thoughts when he saw Lance Tiffin sitting alone at a table as usual. His tray of food and a book were on the table right infront of him. He was wearing a leather jacket, black skinny jeans and black all star sneakers with his black curls peeking from under the grey beanie that he wore on his head. Trevor kept his eyes on him as he walked by; the bile rising in his throat as he realised he was going to have to pretend to like that scumbag. God. What had he gotten himself into? How was he going to do this without killing this jackass?

"Yo! Trev!" Aaron's voice made Trevor snap his head forward and he saw him wave over. "Come on man."

Trevor hurried over to the table and dropped his tray. Nadia and Megan were focused on something exciting on Nadia's phone, Caleb kept spooning up bits of his mash potatoes without even looking up at Trevor or anyone for that matter, Aaron and Bruce were engaged in a conversation and Trevor was quite astonished to see who sat right beside Bruce. It was the new girl, Tiffany. Bruce had his hands over her shoulders. Trevor instinctively looked over to the corner where Nadia and Megan were and he was slightly surprised that Megan didn't even care.

"Jesus, " Trevor thought to himself.

He was more astonished when he realised that Lisa had been sitting beside him along without even saying a word to him. She just sat there with her attention fixed to her phone. Whether or not she was just pretending so she didn't have to talk to him, he didn't know.

"Hey, Lisa," The uncertainty in Trevor's low and calm voice surprised him.

"Hey," Lisa uttered without even taking her eyes off her phone.

Trevor felt his stomach turn when Lisa didn't even look up at him. He felt like he was going to be sick. He had called her that morning at told her he was coming to pick her up to school as usual and she had refused. She said she had taken the bus already. He really hated fighting with Lisa. To think that all he did was try to make her happy, but instead, he made it worse.

"So, Trevor," Bruce started as he wiggled his brows at him. "How's it going?"

Trevor looked up at Bruce with hooded eyes as he held himself from reaching across the table and yanking at his collar. "What?" He uttered through his teeth.


"Our agreement man," Bruce gave a half laugh. "You haven't started your end of the deal."

"Yeah," Aaron added. "Yeah, I mean, you and Tiffin should be making out like crazy by now."

"Yeah," Bruce said again. "Fifty Shades of grey style."

Then the entire table erupted in laughter. Nadia and Megan threw their heads back, laughing hysterically along with Aaron and Bruce. Caleb wasn't laughing though. He just darted his eyes from Bruce to Trevor. Tiffany felt uncomfortable all of a sudden and was confused on whether to laugh along and from the side of his eye, Trevor could see Lisa shoot the laughing boys a quick glare before looking back at her phone.


Lance

Calculus was the last class of the day and Lance couldn't wait for the bell to go off as he sat there in his seat listening to the bald pot bellied Mr Lawson go on about Acute, Obtuse and Right angles; things Lance already studied the previous night and right now in class, he could swear he knew everything Mr Lawson was going to say, before he even said them.

Lance was so bored, he thought of pulling out his phone, but he remembered how many times he had gotten his phone taken from him and if it happened again, the school authority would probably get his parents involved. Not that he gave a Bleep.

Lance pulled back and rested on his seat before he started to look round the class room. A skinny boy with dark hair and large thick glasses scribbling every word Mr Lawson was saying almost made him laugh then there was a blonde hair girl picking at her nails and a fat blob of a boy with his tilted back and his mouth wide up and fast asleep. Lance then glanced over at the student sitting right behind the sleeping boy. Trevor quickly turned his eyes away from Lance and faced the teacher infront of the class; blinking rapidly and probably cussing himself for getting cut by Lance.

Lance furrowed his brows in confusion. What was up with this guy lately. He had remembered how he had caught him glaring at him in the cafeteria during break and now here he was, staring at him in class.

Lance faced his attention back the front of the class and exhaled when the bell finally went off.


He was one of the first students to dart out of class when the bell went off. He got to the hallway, opened his locker and took books he was going to need to study into his bag. He looked over across the hall and in the midst of the students, he saw Stephanie and Lenny, standing against thier locker, talking to each other. From the way they were throwing occasional glances at him, he knew they were talking about him. Stephanie, with her red hair always packed in a pony tail, in her white t-shirt, green cargo shots and white sneakers, with her books clenched to her chest. Bleep, he was tired of seeing her all the time. They both stood there, still throwing glances at him and Lance dared them in his mind. He dared them to come near him.

He held himself from jumping when he felt someone tap him on the shoulder. He spun quickly and almost raised his brows when he saw Trevor smiling at him.

"Hey man." Trevor smiled at him.

Lance studied Trevor for some seconds before the question left his mouth. "What do you want?"


Trevor sighed and lifted his hands to rub the back of his neck. "I - eh- I.." Trevor swallowed hard. "I just wanted to apologise."

Lance corked his head to side and gave Trevor a confused once over. "What?"

Trevor looked round at the hallway filled with students heading for the entrance, before he looked back at Lance. "Look," he licked his lips and started again. "Aren't tired of this?"

"Tired of what exactly," Lance crossed his arms over his chest.

"The fighting bro," Trevor said. "Aren't you tired of it?"

Lance glared into Trevor's blue eyes for a few seconds before he replied. "Nope," he smirked, but his eyes were still serious. "Not really."

Trevor's face contorted and Lance saw his eyes go hard. Trevor looked down and looked up at him again. "Well I am," Trevor said.

Lance was more confused now. "Okay?"

"I want us to be friends," Trevor's voice was calm and almost silent.

Lance stared at Trevor like he had just grown ten heads. He turned round and looked over at all the students, wondering if anyone had just heard what he heard from Trevor Bowman's mouth. He then turned back to Trevor and cracked a short laugh.

"Are you serious?" Lance's smile was beginning to disappear now.

"Yeah dude," Trevor smiled as he raised his hands to Lance for a shake. "Totally."

Lance looked at Trevor and slowly looked down at his hand being held out to him, before he started to chuckle. He slammed his locker shut, hung his back pack on his back and faced Trevor with a smirk on his face.

"Go Bleep yourself, Bowman," Lance hissed.
Lance immediately saw Trevor's smile dissolve into a frown while he lowered his hands.

Lance then turned away and started to walk away from Trevor, towards the entrance. He ignored the eyes of Stephanie and Lenny on him as he passed.

"Oh yeah!?" Lance heard Trevor's voice echo through out the hall way behind him. "Well Bleep you too, Tiffin!"


Lance didn't even look back. He smirked at himself as he pushed passed the entrance door. He had to admit, he liked how he could easily piss Trevor off most times.

Chapter 16

Trevor

Trevor

On the evening of the same day, Trevor had invited Lisa over to his house. He couldn't go over to hers, not since the night her dad almost caught him have sex with his daughter. She was very reluctant to show up, but he knew she wouldn't refuse when he told her he had a surprise for her.

They were both in Trevor's room now. Lisa's brows furrowed in confusion when Trevor lifted the large purple box to her with a somewhat shy smile on his face. When she saw the inscription "Hemmings", looked up at Trevor. She was still confused.

"Here," he said, as he handed the box to her; still smiling. "Open it."

Lisa darted her confused eyes from the box up to her boyfriend, before she placed it on his bed. She pulled out the clips and lifted the cardboard top of the box.

Lisa's eyes immediately went wide as she gave out a gasp. "Oh my god."

Trevor felt his heart warm when he saw her wide eyes look up to his. Seeing her this happy was all the reward he wanted. The way her beautiful lips tugged in a smile. The way her eyes seemed to shine as she pulled the pink dress out of the box and pressed it against her chest.

She looked up at Trevor and when he saw she had welling eyes, he couldn't take it anymore. He moved closer and hugged her. Trevor held Lisa like he had not hugged her for years. They pulled away from each other before she looked up at him again.

"Thank you," she croaked.

Trevor leaned in and kissed her forehead head before looking down at her with a warm smile. "Why don't you go try it on?" He asked.

Lisa beamed before she pulled the entire dress from the box and was heading for the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Trevor asked with a confused smirk as he dropped to a sit on his bed.

Lisa spun to him and waved to the bathroom door. "To try it on silly."

Trevor chuckled. "I've seen you naked, Lisa."

She gave him a mischievous smirk and replied. "So?"

Trevor laughed and raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, fine."

Lisa laughed and spun to head for the bathroom, but then, she stopped. She slowly spun to face her boyfriend. Trevor was a little worried when he saw that the smile on her face had disappeared.

She turned and faced him completely ; confusion all over her features. There was something about the way she looked at him. She was already asking him the question with her eyes and that moment, he felt his heart rising to his throat.

"Did you?" Lisa's voice was low and trembling.

Trevor looked away from her looked to the floor below him. He did not need to ask what she meant. He knew exactly what she was asking and right now, there was awarded going on in his head. He could just lie to her right there and tell her he did not take the bet, or he could tell her the truth. Lisa was the last person on the planet that wanted him to take that bet.

"Trevor." Her voice yanked him from his thoughts. He slowly raised his head and met her eyes. She didn't look confused anymore. Her eyes were boring into him now. She was glaring at him.

"Did you take the bet?" Lisa asked.

Trevor swallowed hard and opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out and at that moment, Lisa knew. Her face contorted into that of pain as she looked away and faced his closet as if it was all its fault.

Trevor rubbed his temple before he looked up and opened his mouth to apologise but Lisa had envisaged his gesture and raised her hand to stop him immediately.

She dropped the dress on his bed and looked at him. "I need to go home."

Trevor shot himself up from the bed and reached for her arm. "Lisa, baby. Come on, ..I."

"Just stop," she spat as she yanked herself from his grip and moved away. "Good night."

Trevor stood there and watched his girlfriend walk out of his room and slam the door behind her. He then sat down on his bed, lost in thought. He looked at the open box and the dress laying on his bed before he sighed.

This bet was already making his life a nightmare, and he hadn't even started.



Lance

He kept running as fast as he could down the lonely street, as the cold night air kept hitting his face. It was cold, but he was still sweating. His heart was pounding in his chest and the metallic taste of the blood streaming down from his nose hit his lips. His heart was pounding as fast as the footsteps that were running up behind him.

"Hey Tiffin!" A boy's voice yelled from behind him. "Where are you going? Come on, we just want to talk!"

Lance kept running as fast as his legs could carry him. He was hoping he would escape them after the game, but he was wrong. They were waiting for him. They had been waiting for him.

Lance looked back and saw that they were now closer than they were before. They were gaining on him.

"Help!" Lance screamed out at the top of his lungs. "Somebody help me!"

He could hear the boys snickering and laughing behind him.


"No one's going to save you gay!" one of them yelled.

"Yeah!" another shouted. "You're dead!"

"Leave me alone!" Lance cried as he kept running. He had never been this terrified of anything in his life. The thought of what they were going to do to him mortified him. He had been bashed before, but only on suspicion, but this time, they knew. They all knew, and they were probably going to kill him.

An unexpected force rammed into Lance, knocking him to the ground in an instant. He hit his head on the tarred floor so hard, everything became a blur. He couldn't even concentrate on the pain. Before Lance knew what was happening, a thousand hands yanked at him and pulled him up.

"Fucking gay!" Someone yelled before Lance felt the side of his face explode in white hot pain. He hit the ground again ; harder this time. That was when it started.

Lance felt everything from boots ramming into his stomach and his face, to baseball bats hitting his arms and his back and warm saliva hitting his face.

"Ple...Please!" was the only thing Lance heard himself utter. His vision was blurry and red. He could swear one of his arms were broken as he turned to his side and saw a tooth of his on the floor beside him.

"Hey guys!" A boy yelled. "Wait! Stop!"

Lance laid there, his entire body on fire. He was in agony. He had never felt pain like this before and he was sure he was going to die anytime soon, but then heard the boy yelling for them to stop and felt a pinch of hope tug at his heart. The mob gave way as a figure made its way through slowly. Lance could not see him. His eyes were too swollen and his vision was still blurry, but he did care, all he knew was the fact that whoever this was, he or she was his saviour.

The figure got closer to Lance and stopped just before his feet; towering over him. Lance looked up and noticed the figure just standing there, staring at him; observing him. Lance then lifted his burning, bruised and bloodied hands towards his saviour; reaching for him desperately.

"He..help me," Lance's voice was a trembling whisper as he reached for his saviour. "Ple..please."

Instead, Lance saw the figure grab what looked like a Baseball bat from one of his attackers. The boy held the back, beating it into the palm of his other hand with a grin on his face.

"I've got a better idea," the boy said.


"Fuuuuuck!" Lance screamed as he shot himself to a sitting position on his bed. With his entire body moving up and down with every deep breath he took, he darted his eyes round and realised he was in his room. Beads of sweat ran down his face and back as he grabbed a hand full of his sheets to make sure it was all real.

God. It was just the nightmares again. The nightmares he had been having since that day. The doctors said it would go away, but they were getting worse. Lance's heart was still beating fast, but it stopped for a second when he heard a knock on his room door.

"Lance," his mother's voice from the other side was filled with worry. "Honey are you okay?"

Lance didn't respond.

"Is it the nightmares again?" Mrs Tiffin called. "Honey open the door."

"I'm fine Mum!" Lance growled a reply.

"Lance please don't do this." Mrs Tiffin was persistent. "You know what happened the last time you...."

"I said I'm fine Mum!" He roared. "Now Bleep off!"

Then, silence. He lifted his knees up to his chin and listened to his mother's footsteps and sobs as she walked away from his door.

Lance placed his chin on his knees and focused on the moon glowing outside his window. He had always said he would not cry. He would never cry.

Even though tears were beading down his cheeks at that moment, he would never cry.

Chapter 15

Trevor


The following day at school, he walked into the music Hall with his eyes darting from one point to the other. It was empty.

"What the Bleep?" Trevor thought to himself.

Bruce had sent him a text earlier to meet at the music hall. Trevor probably figured Bruce wanted to give him the money since he had agreed to the bet.

Trevor's mouth suddenly went bitter when he remembered the way Bruce snickered over the phone after he gave in to the bet. The sound of victory in Bruce's voice was unmistakable. After Trevor had dropped the Phone that night, he fought back the urge to pick it up again and tell Bruce that it was only a joke. He wanted to tell Bruce that he was only kidding, but then Lisa's teary eyes flashed in his head.

"Bleep," Trevor growled at himself as he drove his fingers through his blonde her.

What the hell was he doing? He had just agreed to pretend to fall in love with a gay guy.

"Yo! Trev!" Aaron's voice made Trevor turn to the hall entrance quickly.

Aaron, Caleb, Nadia and Bruce were walking into the hall and laughing hysterically at a joke one of them had probably cracked. Trevor noticed Bruce had his arms over someone's should as he walked in. It was a girl and it wasn't Megan. It wasn't until the had gotten quite close that he finally recognised her. The straight black hair. The long pretty face and those full lips. It was the girl Bruce was flirting with at the cafeteria the day he suggested the bet. He was flirting with her a few days ago and now here he was, smiling stupidly with his arms over her shoulder like she was his girlfriend or something. Does this girl even know Bruce has a girlfriend?

Bruce is a my friend, but he is also a pig.

"Trev my man!" Bruce yelled with a mischievous grin on his face as he reached forward and patted Trevor on the shoulder. His eyes stayed on Trevor's before he moved to the girl and waved his hands to her as well.

"This is Tiffany," the sound of pride in Bruce's voice made Trevor want to push him away.

The girl shifted her eyes and scanned Trevor. She looked shy, almost as if she was avoiding his eyes.

"Hey," she said with a shy smile and a quick wave before she turned away quickly.

"Tiff, this is my boy Trevor," Bruce announced with repeated pats on Trevor's shoulders. "We've been friends since elementary school."

Bruce then looked back to Trevor and smiled. "That's why I know him too well. Even more than he knows himself."

Trevor looked into Bruce's eyes and felt a chill roll down his spine when he realised there may be a deeper meaning to what his friend was saying.

"Bruce," Trevor feigned a calm sigh. "Are you giving me the money or not?"

"Well yeah," Bruce replied. "..but there's one more thing."

"What?" Trevor warned.

Nadia and Aaron snickered while Caleb just stood there in amused with his hands in the pocket of his jacket.


"No biggie man," Bruce uttered as he beckoned for Nadia. "Just a video."

"A what?" Trevor spat as he darted his wide eyes from Bruce to Nadia who was pulling her phone from her pocket with a dirty grin on her face.

"There was no video in our agreement Bruce," Trevor his through his teeth.

"Well," Bruce smiled and turned away from Nadia to face him. "There is now."

"Oh God," Trevor groaned before turning away and rubbing his temples.

"Dude relax," Bruce walked up to him. "Look, all we want to do is just shoot a video of you ditching the gay."

"Yeah," Aaron added not too far behind. "We'll play it on the big screen during Prom."

"What?" Caleb shut his wide eyes to Aaron and then to Bruce. "That's - that's not fair."

Nadia scowled at him. "Excuse me?"

"You can not pretend to like someone and then humiliate them in a video infront of the whole school." Caleb yelled. "That's bad. That's...that's evil."

"Oh yeah?" Bruce smiled...Well he'll get over it."

"How can you say that?" Caleb's face was red now as he moved closer Bruce and Trevor. "He's a human being. You can't do this."

"He's a fucking gay!" Bruce fired. "He deserves anything we do to him."

Caleb recoiled slightly at Bruce's remark, before he turned to face Trevor. "Dude," Caleb's voice was low and calm. "You're not gonna do this, are you?"

Trevor looked into Caleb's sad blue eyes that seemed to beg him. Trevor turned to Bruce who still had his eyes on Caleb. Trevor's mind then travelled to Lisa again. "Sorry man," the words fell out of his mouth with a shrug.

Caleb's shoulders dropped immediately. His jaws clenched and those pleading blue eyes of his had turned into dark glares fixed on Trevor. He looked over at Bruce, then turned to Nadia and Aaron .

"You guys are crazy," Caleb hissed through his teeth as he began to back away towards the hall entrance. "You guys are sick."

"Yeah yeah," Bruce flipped him off. "Just get the Bleep out Caleb. "

Caleb stopped again. It was almost as if the words that came out of Bruce's mouth had shocked him, but he didn't want to show it. Trevor the felt his stomach flip when he saw the disappointment in Caleb's eyes as he stared at him. Trevor couldn't believe the fact that he could not even look up at Caleb anymore. Instead, he looked to the floor beneath him.

Caleb then turned and walked out of the music hall without even looking back.

"Bye." Nadia called after him before she and Aaron laughed.

Trevor looked up and saw that Caleb was gone. He looked over at Tiffany who had been standing there; speechless. Her nervous eyes darting between he and Bruce.

"Okay," Bruce clapped his hands together. "Let's do this shit."

Nadia then positioned her phone to start recording and Trevor immediately felt his stomach flip.

"What..what do I say?" He tried to hide his shaking voice.

"Just be mean as Bleep," Aaron smiled as he sat on one of the desks. "Remember, this dude is a jerk."

Trevor knew that. Hell, he hated Lance Tiffin so much, the though of him crying made him smile a little, but what could he possibly say that would make him break ?

"Remember," Bruce finally added. "This dude's been saying shit about Lisa."

Trevor spun to face Bruce immediately. He wanted to take a swing at him when he said that. Trevor felt the bile rise in his throat as his mind then went to the fight and the football field and the fight at the school parking lot. He suddenly realised what Bruce was doing. He was trying to piss him off, and my God it was working.

"No one talks shit about Lisa," Bruce added with a mischievous smirk and that was it.

Trevor glared at Nadia's phone. "Let's do this." He growled.

Bruce suddenly began to pay his shoulders again. "My man."

"Okay.." Nadia announced, before she pressed the the record button. "Go!"

Nadia gave the signal and Trevor suddenly started saying things he never thought he would be saying in his life. He said things that surprised him. He said things he had never said to anyone before. Things that were bad enough to make Bruce's eyes widen and when he was done, his friends clapped for him.

He looked over at Tiffany. She wasn't even smiling, rather, she had this confusing expression in her eyes. An expression Trevor couldn't make out.

He couldn't tell if the look on Tiffany's face was fear or disgust.