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Title: Valid
Request: Yes / No
Word Count: 3234 (!!)
Warnings: homophobia !!, probs not well written angst omg
(A/N): not me saying im back and not being back i hate myself. yall, there’s no schedule i just post whenever im like, active and thats a really bad habbit that i should NOT keep doing istg. also au where the band never died, but theyre never mentioned. anyways ty ty TY to the sweetie who asked for this ! i literally squealed when i read this request. not this being 3k words umm help
You had your moments. Those weird moments where you didn’t know what you were feeling, especially to the person you were feeling those emotions to. Like this one time where it was a normal day watching Disney Channel and eating pizza (basically living the dream) and then a new movie popped up. “Teen Beach Movie” was the film, and let me tell you, when you saw Butchy AND Lela wearing leather, let’s just say you were confused why felt his way for both of them… it wasn’t right.
No, of course it was right ! You had these feelings for both genders, and your feelings were valid, so why wasn’t it right? Well, it was a simple answer.
Your parents.
Of course, they didn’t down right say they hated the lgbtg+ community. Although they might as well have downright said that they did, because with the things they say,
“Why do they get a whole MONTH of pride?”
“Ugh, the gays are making it EVERYTHING about them.”
“Do they have to do that in public? Couldn’t they have waited until they got home?”
“Why would they put that in tv?! The kids are gonna watch that and think that they’re gay!”
Obviously you heard their views, and when you started to realize you somewhat fit in their hate demographic, you “decided” that you weren’t going to. And that’s how it has been for a long time.
RIIINNGG
Ugh, another school day.
“Kill me now.”
You got up your very comfortable bed, and did your daily routine. After you were finished with that and dinner, you were dropped off at the infamous Los Feliz High School. You were then greeted by your best friend, Octavia.
“Hey bestiee.” you joked.
“Hey rat.” Octavia said with the same energy.
“So, did you finally finish atla last night?” you asked.
“Of course! To have a chance to see my husbands is a chance I’ll always take. Even started watching tlok! Mako does looks scrumptious not gonna lie.” she said, doing that weird tucking her hair behind her ear and having a look of thirst on her face. Its the fact that she basically always does that for me.
“Not you finishing atla AND starting tlok the very same night. I don’t think that’s normal.” you said shaking your head.
“Lets just say that if I get diagnosed with insomnia, don’t be surprised.”
“I don’t think anyone would be.” you said while the both of you are putting your supplies in our locker.
“ANYWAYS, I’m sorry for you getting moved to Mr. G’s class. I know he can be very mean.” Octavia said sympathetically.
And it’s all true. Mr. G is basically known for being modern day Snape, favorites and all (especially to the popular kids). Considering you were fresh meat to his class, you were not looking forward to the inevitable insults.
“Ugh, don’t remind me. I can NOT stand the fact that I wasn’t even in his class in the first place, thinking I was safe, and then I got moved!” you yelled.
“I know, I know.” she said while putting her hands on your shoulder. “(y/n), if he even BREATHES in your direction, just tell me and I swear the next time I see him its on sight.” Octavia said with a very stern look on her face. “Honestly I can’t believe that the principle wouldn’t fire him, he has enough complaints for at least a suspension.”
“O, what would I do without you? And besides, don’t blame her. She genuinely tried to fire him. But I heard that he lawyered up to the point where he was basically untouchable.” you said.
“We lost.” “We truly did.”
Right after that conversation, the bell rang.
“Good luck (y/n)! I love you !!” said Octavia while going to her 1st period class.
“I love you too!” you yelled back.
Oh lord. Please please make this class bearable.
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