Brett and Ben

There he was sitting right next to me. All I could do is stare as I thought of how beautiful he really was. His name was Ben and he was the dream boy of Roosevelt High School. Every girl wanted him. Every guy wanted to be him. He had it all. The nice house, beautiful girl, fancy car, and the most awesome best friend a guy could ask for, me, Brett. We were always together when we were in middle school and in high school our friendship only grew stronger. I just sat there and looked at him, being careful not to be caught by anyone. I knew i was gay. but to everyone else, it was a secret. If you had ever asked anyone, they would say that me and Ben are the farthest thing away from gay you can get.

The bell rang and we walked to our next class together.
“You going to Brent’s party tonight?” he asked.
“Yeah I think so, are you?”
“Probably.””Pick you up at 7?”
“Yeah, I’ll be ready by then.”

As we entered the classroom, he glanced down Jordan’s shirt and whispered to me,
“Hopefully I can get her in bed tonight at the party.””I’m sure a few drinks will loosen her up.”

I laughed along to keep my cover but it secretly killed me to know he liked girls. I wanted him so bad. The day went by and we both went home. Knowing that the night would be pretty boring without Ben with me, I decided I wouldn’t even drink. My phone rang at 6:45. It was Ben.

“Hey man, you ready yet?”
“Yeah, I’m coming down right now”

I got into the front seat of his car and we were at Brent’s house within 15 minutes. The party was pretty lame until around 11p.m. when Ethan showed up. Ethan and Ben always hated each other for no apparent reason and started to get into an argument. After about 10 minutes of yelling, Ethan decided that was enough and punch Ben square in the eye. He was immediately knocked to the ground and blood started gushing out of his nose.