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Picture: June Whitly

West's POV:

        Waking up is always the same: It seems way to good to be real. You're half-awake, so your senses are active, yet you still get that blankety feel of sleep for a while. It's like breaking the surface of water.

        You can say I am passionate when it comes to all things sleeping.

        You would be right.

        But waking up today is nothing like how it should be. First of all, I was slapped awake.

        Yes, slapped. By June, I might add. And apparently, it wasn't morning either, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. So here I am, half-awake and nibbling on a piece of toast as June tells me what my plans are today.

        "So, Xzavier is going to pick you up from my house," Junie explains while eating an orange. "You two are gonna go on a date, so wear something descent."

        My still somewhat foggy brain doesn't wrap around what she's saying for about a minute until I exclaim "What?!"

        June nods her head eagerly, taking a bite of orange segment. "Yep! With Xzavier, that guy I was telling you about," My friend smiles widder. "He is so cute, West, oh my God. Annnd he's twenty! How insanely amazing is that?"

        I crunch into the toast, chewing it thoughtfully before answering. "Yeah, I guess so..." I murmur and look at the table, now dusted with crumbs. "Two years older than me, extremely good looking, wants to go on a date with me... Are you shitting me right now?"

        "Nope," June says, popping the "p" when saying it. "This is him." She hands me her phone, a picture of a guy on her screen. The boy is highly attractive, his blondish brown hair set in waves across his forehead, and small smile set on his plump red lips. He has a cute little button nose and almond shaped eyes the color of chocolate.

        I can say without a doubt, he is fucking hot.

        June notices my expression and smirks. "Xzavier Resse, twenty year old heartthrob. He is taking you on a date, so finish eating quickly because you need to get ready!"

        As quickly as I can eat without choking and dying, I shove the remaining pieces of toast in my mouth, resulting in crumbs all over the floor.

        Just as I finish, my dad walks in, trying his hardest not to look disgusted by me. "Morning West, morning June," He greets with false cheer.

        June's eyes flicker to me, concern in her beautiful blue orbs. June is the only person besides my sister who knows I used to cut. Everyone saw my arms and legs and simply thought I was a clumsy kid, so I let them believe it. The only reason June knows is because she got a look at my arms a little too closely, saw the cuts, and made me tell her where they're from.

        She keeps a close eye on me whenever I get upset and tries her hardest to cheer me up.

        "What do you kids plan on doing today?" Dad asks as he quickly gulps down his water, probably hoping to get away from me as quickly as possible.

        June grabs my hand and smiles proudly. "West here is going on at date!" She squeals, causing me to chuckle. Seeing June so happy, my smile doesn't even falter when my fathers eyes fill with disdain. I'm so used to the disgusted, hate-filled glares my dad thinks he's so discrete with, it doesn't even bother me anymore.

        Am I sad my father thinks I'm a disappointment? Of course, who wouldn't be? Do I let his hate seep into my own skin and make me hate myself for being gay? No, I got over that four years ago and learned to love myself for who I am.

        "That's... Nice," My dad tries to smile, but it comes out extremely forced. I can't help the bitter laugh that bubbles from my lips as I see my dad trying not to hate me.

        I open my mouth to make a sarcastic comment, but June quickly interjects, telling my dad that I need to get ready or I will be late. Dad- obviously- doesn't make a big deal of my leaving, he's probably relieved. He just simply nods at me and lets me go without a goodbye.

        Father of the year, ladies and gentlemen.

        "West..." June gives me a big hug once we are back in the room. Me and her have been friends long enough for her to tell when I'm upset even when I have my happy façade on. I try desperately to look happy, to not mind my father hating me, but I know I must look pathetic.

        I give her a quick squeeze before gently pushing her off of me and giving her a smile. "I'm fine, trust me," I go to my closet and search for something to wear. June watches me with concern, and it makes me sigh. "I told you, Junie, I'm fine."

        She knows me better than to know I'm really okay when I say "I'm fine", but she drops it with a sigh and helps me search for clothes.

        Two hours later, a pile of clothes on my floor, and even a few tears from frustration, I'm ready for my date with Xzavier.

        "Turn," June says, stroking her imaginary beard. I do as she asks and turn in a complete circle, checking myself out in the mirror whilst doing so. It's simple yet elegant, since the date is at a higher end restaurant: A white button up tucked into black slacks, a red tie to make it all come together and simple black Vans- since I cannot stand dress shoes. She smiles at her work and gently tousles my hair, giving it that attractively messy look. "Damn, you look hot! If only I was a guy... I would do you right on the dinner table."

        A slight blush appears on my cheeks, making June break out into a giggle-fest. "Oh, shut up," I roll my eyes and look myself up and down quickly before walking out of the room, June hot on my tail. "When is he getting here again?"

        She gets her phone's clock and tells me. "He's pick you up at five thirty, so... You got fifteen minutes."

        I grit my teeth. "You were rushing me like a madwoman, and I have fifteen minutes to wait?"

        June smiles nervously and is about to say something when the doorbell rings. I give her a curious look. "I thought you said he wouldn't be here for fifteen minutes?"

        "Ohhh idiooot!" A voice calls in a sing-song tone from outside my house. "Open up the door, or I'll have Sam break it down."

        Ah, Kayden.

        Should've know that some guy I have never met would call me an idiot... Well... Kayden called me an idiot quite a few times before he really knew me...

        But that's Kayden, and Kayden's a twat.

        "You're a twat!" I call and fling open the door, smiling brightly at Kayden and Sam, trying to avoid meeting Darren's eyes. "Why hello, sexy sir, I didn't know you were cheating on your husband with me."

        Sam glares and wraps an arm around Kayden's waist, kissing him deeply to prove he is and always will be Kayden's one and only. When I first found out about Sam being gay, I nearly ran to his house and tore his clothes off... But that would be highly awkward considering he was crushing on my friend.

        And now he is married to his love and looks happy all the time. And for that, I'm happy for my two friends.

        I let them in and twirl in a circle. "Sooo, what do you think?" I smile and bounce up and down a little, very excited about my date.

        I have never had a boyfriend before, never been on a date, but I am one hell of a flirt. If Xzavier and I were to hit it off...

        "You look hot," Sam winks at me playfully, making me chuckle. "Kayden, I'm breaking up with you and leaving you for West. West, baby, get your sexy ass to your bedroom, I'll be there in a minute."

        "You got it, Sammie baby," I wink and playfully kiss his cheek.

        Kayden scowls and latches onto Sam's neck. "No, bad Sammie," My best friend scolds, batting at Sam's head with his hands. "You're my husband. I am Mr. Kayden Kendler, he isn't Mr. West Kendler!"

        I chuckle and watch as the two kiss each other, love in their eyes. I feel a slight bit of jealously creep into my chest, seeing the happy couple hold each other and not give a damn.

        "So who's the lucky guy?" Kayd asks as he takes a seat on my couch... Well, he takes a seat on Sam, who is sitting on the couch.

        June holds out her phone and shows him Xzavier. "Xzavier Resse, he's two years older than West," She smirks proudly.

        "Two years?" Darren asks, speaking the first time since he got here. "So, he's twenty?"

        I pretend to count on my fingers. "Yes, last time I checked, eighteen plus two is twenty."

        Darren scowls. "Don't be an ass," He snaps, crossing his arms across his chest. "And don't you think he's a little too old?"

        "I still get jealous," Kayden mumbles the words to that horrible, horrible song by Nick Jonas. Darren roughly punches Kayd's arm, making my best friend yelp. "Hey! I was just singing! You just took it the wrong way!"

        Darren scowls at all of us. "Like I would care what that fag does,"

        "That fag is standing right here," I whine and wave at myself. "Don't talk like I'm not in the room!"

        Sam rubs his temples. "He gets mad because we're talking as if he isn't in the room, but isn't fazed Darren called him a fag..."

        "STILL. RIGHT. HERE," I jump up and down, waving my hands around. "Hmph, you guys suck."

        "We sure do," Sam wiggles his eyebrows while Kayden slowly inches his hand up his husband's leg.

        June covers her eyes and lets out a tiny scream. "Not here, too, please," She groans. "I already have to put up hearing you moan each other's names while you think no one can hear. Let me tell you, you are NOT quiet!"

        Kayden blushes while Sam just dies of laughter.

        The doorbell rings, making me smile excitedly. "He's here!" I whisper-scream. "Behave, or I will cut your dicks off-" I point to the boys. "-and your tits off!" I point to June.

        I smooth my shirt out and open the door, my jaw nearly dropping from the sexy piece of human in front of me. "Well hello there, Xzavier," I say with wide eyes.

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Heh, Darren's a jelly belly! *giggles*

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