A/N:

Woah, only a few hours passed and I'm already updating. This chapter should be much longer and detailed. Um, I hope anyone who's reading this doesn't hate it.. but I'd love your feedback, whether it's hate or not. I just really don't want this story to come out as shitty as I think it will. Anyways, enough rambling, ONTO TO THE STORY :D Again, sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes, and sorry for my terrible vocabulary use.

*Dan’s POV*

“Dude, you sure you’re okay?” Chris asked again, sounding like he honestly didn’t care. I couldn’t blame him for not caring; I mean I zoomed out like this a lot. I quickly got up and straightened my shirt, black with a white circle in the middle. “Yeah, I’m fine man, I just need to go take a piss,” I stated with no emotion, “I’ll be right back.” I stepped over all the others in the room and went straight to Chris’s bathroom.

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Like I said, my friends were really shitty for friends. Though, it’s not my fault that they’re better than me at everything. If I was as good as they were at school, sports, communication, everything, I’d probably be as conceited as they were. I usually just follow them around in school; if I didn’t then I’d be completely alone, with pretty much nobody.  

I met Chris when I was in the 7th grade. He was new at school and he just walked into class and sat next to me. He wasn’t as much of a dick as he is now, but he still sometimes annoyed the hell out of me. I knew I should of just ditched him and made friends with people who would actually care for me but I think back then he was quite alone himself and I actually felt bad for him, so I stayed.

He’d used to call me, “Hey wanna come over and watch movies?” I’d head right on over and we’d watch crappy action movies, judging everything that was going wrong in the film production. He would always smoke pot, blowing the smoke out on the -now stained yellow from all the pot- white wall of his room. I wouldn’t join him though because my dad said for me not to smoke or do any drugs until after the SATs. Unfortunately I’ve failed at that (the not smoking pot thing, I didn't even take the SATs yet), I smoke pretty much every day these days.

Anyways, Chris and I ‘watched movies’ every Friday until we were in high school. Then we started to call it ‘chilling’ and I tried pot for the very first time, I almost died by the way. I continued smoking though; it kind of became a habit. But, it wasn’t an addiction because I could go weeks without smoking any and not have a problem with it. That’s what I do now; I stop smoking pot for a long time to see if the pot is what caused my depression. Then I’d smoke tons, to see if the lack of pot is what is causing my depression.

We both were aiming to go into the same high school, Young Adult Prep Academy. It was a very competitive school; you needed to take some sort of test to get in. I spent pretty much two whole years studying for that test. I came home every day from school and studied -only taking a break to eat and use the bathroom- until I had to go to bed. I pushed away anyone who tried to hang out with me because I thought it would distract me, but now that I think of it, I should’ve hung out with people. I probably wouldn’t be as depressed as I am now if I did. Chris on the other hand, didn’t study one bit, he didn’t even try on the day of the test. Apparently it was ‘hella easy’ for him, whereas for me it was hardest test I have ever taken. We both got in, getting a 720/720 on the test. See, Chris got full score on his test without even trying, whereas I studied my ass off for two fucking years.

We had a party at his house the night we found out we got in. “Hey dude, you get in?” Chris asked me. I smirked, actually feeling better than him, “Hell yeah man, you?” I asked almost sounding like the biggest douche on earth. “Yeah, got 720/720, what’d you get?” Chris questioned, noting my cockiness. “720/720, guess we’re both hella smart,” I said with a happy tone to my voice. “Now see, I didn’t study at all and had no problem with the test, when you spent two years studying and pretty much died while taking the test, I’m obviously smarter,” he said, laughing at my happiness. Jeez, thanks for the confidence boost Chris. “Hmph, whatever man. So, you’re having a party? Your parents are gone? So we’re having like an actual party, without cake?” I stated, feeling really down all of a sudden at Chris’s comment. “Yeah dude, can you bring any alcohol? I got the people already,” he asked. “Yeah, sure thing, I’ll be over soon. See ya,” I hung up.

My parents weren’t home so I snuck into their wine cabinet and got some scotch, filling the bottle with water so they wouldn’t think I stole any. I hid the bottles full scotch and wine in a bag and left the apartment. I knew my parents would know where I was once they got home.  

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I got to Chris’s house and dropped the bottles of scotch onto his kitchen counter. We sat on his living room carpet, deciding to play a game of Scrabble while waiting for the other people to come. We set up the board and Chris put down the word ‘mop’. I placed down the word ‘piss’ off of the ‘p’ making Chris laugh. The doorbell rang and the first person to show up was PJ Liguori, in his white and green striped t-shirt. Chris smiled and welcomed him in hugging him for almost a little too long but PJ didn’t seem to mind. When Chris did one of his ‘long hugs’ you knew he was going to hit on the person who got the hug.

Chris had been openly gay for a few months and nobody seemed to mind. PJ must’ve been gay as well, seeing as Chris and him are currently in a two year relationship. “What’s up guys‽” PJ chirped enthusiastically. “Not much, Dan and I just started a game of Scrabble, wanna join?” Chris smirked at PJ making him blush. He nodded and we all sat around the board, Chris and PJ sitting unusually close to each other, they were practically sitting on one another’s laps. I sat on the other end of the board, of course, staring at them, kind of wishing I was the one so close to PJ at the moment.

Back then, I just assumed I was gay because I never actually had an attraction to girls, but then I eventually grew a short relationship with Carrie, which we broke off after two months or so, and I realized I was bi with a preference for guys.  Anyways, we were playing Scrabble for quite a while, knowing that guests would be casually late. PJ and Chris continued their flirting and play fighting. Their flirting lead to play hitting which lead to play fighting which lead to kissing which lead to making out which lead to being a couple which lead to PDAs which eventually lead to sex, don’t worry, not in that one night, it happened over a course of two years. I really was jealous of Chris, I wish I had PJ to myself, but I guess things never went in my favor but went in everybody else’s.

Eventually, people began to show up and the apartment was full in less than half an hour. I just sat in the corner of the living room, looking through Chris’ dad’s CDs. The man had some good taste in music, especially Muse. I looked at the cover of the Muse CD; it was the Origin of Symmetry, my favorite album by them. I smirked, put the CD away, and continued looking through the other CDs Chris’s dad had.  

I must’ve been really interested in the CDs because once I looked up half of the people were already drunk from all of the scotch that I brought over. I looked over at the couch, only to see PJ and Chris making out, both all over each other. I sighed, not being surprised because I knew it would happen eventually. I just felt angry; I wished things would’ve turned out differently so I could’ve ended up with PJ.

The party was soon over and most of the people left the apartment. I got up and went over to Carrie, she was really sweet, and still is. “Hey, where did Chris and PJ run off to?” I asked a little concerned. She smiled, knowing why I was so concerned about where they were. “They ran off to Chris’s room, who knows what they’re doing in there,” she laughed before yelling out, “Chris, PJ! Come back here, you’ve had enough fun for the night!” Chris and PJ stumbled out of Chris’s room, PJ buckling his pants. “DUUUDDEEEE, way to go man!” Alex yelled, detaching his attention from the TV screen. “Oh, shut up man, go back to watching your shows,” Chris said, rolling his eyes. He looked at me, noticing the sad look in my eyes, “Want to go for a walk?” I nodded and Chris kicked the remaining people out of the apartment, including Carrie and Alex.

Carrie and Alex hopped into a cab and drove off to their homes. Chris and PJ kissed on the lips, in front of my face, before PJ started walking the other way. Chris and I started walking towards town just discussing life and how his dad had a great taste in music. Eventually I asked what Chris and PJ were doing, sounding almost a bit creepy, but Chris didn’t noticed. “Oh nothing, just a little you know, tugging,” Chris laughed before I shoved him in disgust. They were in the eighth grade, why would they be doing that, that’s utterly disgusting. “DUDE! Gross!” I yelled, sounding almost angry. I don’t know why I was so angry, I guess it’s just because I wish I had PJ and Chris didn’t. Chris laughed at how angry I was but shrugged it off and we continued walking, quickly changing the subject. We spent the rest of the night walking around Manchester, eventually stopping at my apartment at 11:00 am.

I entered the apartment and went straight to my room, ignoring my parent’s remarks at where I was over night and how they worried about me. I slugged onto my bed and yelled into my pillow. I was just really upset; I really wished I had PJ.

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I finished up taking my piss and walked back into Chris’s room, staring at him and PJ cuddling. I just rolled my eyes and continued watching TV, trying to ignore their public affection towards each other. I really, really wished I had PJ.

WOO!! Finished writing chapter two of It’s Actually Kind of Funny! I still feel like it could’ve been longer but as some of you might of noticed, I got kind of lazy towards the end. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed ^-^. Please give me feedback and I’ll love you forever and give you cookies, sorry I’m desperate .-. Anyways, hope you enjoyed, bye! Much love to all <3