"THINK IT WOULD BE BETTER FOR HIM then let's just get him back to the tutorials if not I and work. Maybe it will help him too"
I heard aunt talking to Mom on Skype
When he looked at me, I smiled at him.
I am sixteen years old now. I was in grade four when I stopped going to school and just stayed at home with my aunt who was still a girl at the age of forty-five. Mommy and Daddy are in Spain. They are coming back here, but not for long. It was Tita's suggestion, I said that
for him to tell Mommy. I'm still ashamed
I'm with my mommy even though she's my biological mother. Maybe that's how it is when you don't grow up with your mom.
Both my parents are doctors so that's what I want. I'm not close to them. When I was young, they left me with Auntie. Mommy was still a teenager when she brought me to my aunt. Daddy had not gotten along well before. But they also got back together. I was ten years old when I met my biological father and changed my last name. From Blue Lucero, changed to Blue Yamashita. Dad is Japanese, but grew up in the Philippines.
I stopped studying because of heart disease. They worry about me too much because they can't monitor me from time to time at school. I was attacked several times in grade four so they decided to stop me from going to school and home school me.
Nothing strange happens to me inside the house. I think I'm normal. They're just too worried-which I don't feel bad for because they're my parents. I know that they only want what is good for me. But right now, I really want a friend and a real school to go to when the world I play and what I do is different.
The house in our subdivision is big, but I don't get a chance to go out to have other friends. Maybe they, too, are locked up in their houses. It's just beautiful. they can study in a normal school, unlike me
I thought life outside was easy. I thought as soon as I got out, I would be so happy and that would be one of the best gifts they could give me. But the outside was different from what I expected
Men approach me. It was the first time I had a friend in a long time, I didn't go shopping. I was very happy with my friends. During the time I spent with them, I smelled the different smokes they inhaled in the new world they brought me. Most of the time, we were in an apartment owned by Myco
"Why are you so cute?" asked Ed, one of my classes
They have been drinking. Friends are below. me while I was on top of the double deck bed. I do not drink. I just watch them and laugh even though most of what they talk about, I don't understand. I am glad. even if the conversation is pure nonsense. My happiness is so shallow. The four of them looked at each other and
smiling so I just smile too even though I can't think if it has any meaning or not.
"You're white. You're also soft." Harvey grabbed my palm and squeezed it.
I felt bad for what Harvey did, but I didn't take it back because I might think of what he would think.
Ed sat next to me. "His cheeks are pinkish too, Harvey." He squeezed my cheek. "You're even cuter than our female classmates." His hand went to my back and caressed it with a squeeze.
"I still have a lot of assignments to do, tomorrow," I said then smiled at them. I'm lost in what they do. I don't want to think badly because we are both men.
I took my books from the side. I planned to stand up if Harvey didn't pull me to sit down again. I saw Myco locking the door and smiling at me. I already felt alarmed. Their reddened eyes added to my nervousness because of what they were doing with smoke.
I stood up and was going to the door, but Myco who was standing at the closed door didn't seem to let me out.
"You stay here first. You can only stay a little longer. Then we are your friends," Myco said "I will be found."
In an instant, they surrounded me so I kept hugging my books "Please, don't fool me like this." My hands are getting cold. I don't know who to look at because I'm starting to panic.
Someone pulled me from behind and brought me forward. Harvey suddenly punched me. I started to squirm at what he did. They helped me lie down. I feel like they have become demons in my eyes. I can't imagine what they will do to me because we are both boys. They just tipped their drinks, not caring if the alcohol spilled.
I felt the cold concrete I was lying on and the pain of them carelessly touching me to stop my struggle. "You've just had a drink, please..." He was leaning over
my tears My mind started to go blank after hearing the rude things they were saying. When I saw June take off her polo shirt, it was like they became devils with joy in my eyes. Their voice, I feel, is no longer a human voice. No longer.