Gay High School Batch 9

Gay High School
Episode 17
I shut my eyes tightly, as I laid in the theatre bed. I’m donating my kidney to someone, and none of my family member knew about it- What if I die, Alex is obviously right, am too young to donate a kidney.
But, I’ve no choice, Fred is at the verge of death and….
“Are you ready” the doctor’s voice jarred me from my deep thoughts. I nodded. He looked at me closely and asked in a low tone.
“Are you sure, you’re ready to sacrifice your life for someone’s else own.” He asked.
I gnashed my teeth, why is everyone acting as If I would die. Perhaps, am not the first human to be donating a kidney to someone.
“Well, I love your courage, it’s obvious you are in love and__”
“Can you just stop it!” I cut in and he shrugged.
The nurses walked in. “Such a cute boy, I pray you survive it.” A motherly looking nurse said in sympathy as she pierced a syringe in my arms. Vision became blurry, and lights fade off.
I saw myself wandering around, my face lit up as I saw the Fred . “Fred!!!” I screamed in excitement and rushed to hug him. But I notice he was in tears.
Alex, Eric, Jeffrey and Mason were also there, weeping like children.
They were looking down at a coffin. I walked over to the coffin and peered inside. To my utmost dismay, I was the one inside the coffin. Am dead!!!!
“Jeesusss!!!” I yelled and woke up, panting heavily. It’s a dream.
“He’s awake!” A nurse squealed happily and the door burst opened, Alex and Mason rushed in.
“Oliver!!!” They gasped in excitement.
“You made it!” Alex yelped.
“Made what?” I asked with a little sarcasm in my voice.
“The surgery…we___”
“Hold on…do you mean the surgery has been done successfully and am awake.” I asked.
“YEA…” Alex proclaimed.
“So fast!”
“Fast?, you’ve been asleep for a week and you’re just recovering today.” Mason expounded.
A week!
I’ve been unconscious for a full week. This is serious. By the way what of Fred.
I looked at Mason and Alex.
“What about Fred and Eric!” I voiced out.
“Eric is fine, he’s just on bed rest”
“And Fred?”
They both hesitated.
“No news from him, ever since the surgery, he hasn’t woke up or even lift a finger.”
My heart thumped.
And I started hyperventilating. And I lost consciousness and fainted.
This time I had a nightmare.
I saw Fred kissing a girl…it was a painful sight. I walked to him and confront him.
“You don’t expect me to be a gay forever.” He replied and kept kissing the girl.
“After all what i’ve done for you!” I yelled. He withdrew and looked furiously at me.
“Look Oliver, you are a boy not a girl, you don’t expect me to love you. Am not a gay, I know you love me but you’ve to try to stop loving me, cause it doesn’t make sense. Go look for a girlfriend, and stop being clingy to me cause I don’t love you anymore.” Fred chastised.
My eyes went heavy.
“But I donated my kidney to you.” I managed to say amid tears.
Fred’s face clouded with anger
“Because, you donated your kidney doesn’t mean I should lick your foot…what’s that for…you helped me, yeah…thanks, I appreciate that, but stop gloating over it.
If you want, I can return the kidney back to you.
Damn you!!!”, Fred yelled and spat on my face.
“FRED!!!!!!” I screamed and woke up.
All eyes were at me. I searched from one faces to another, I saw
Alex, Eric, Mason, Jeffrey, Alexa, Ariana, Alena, Jimmy, Tony, Ben, The principal of Gay High School, the principal of Queens HIGH school, Fred’s dad and the last but not the least……I saw Fred, he was looking cadaverous.
“Oliver!!!!” They all exclaimed.
I shuddered peering from one faces to the other.
Then my eyes darted to Fred. He rushed to me and hugged me tight, so tight.
“How much can I pay you for saving my life.” He cried out.
“I didn’t keep a tally.” I replied, holding him tight to myself. Not wanting to leave him.
I can’t just imagine…But What if that dream comes true.
The spiteful thought irked me even more.
“You did what No one could do.” Fred said, still sobbing.
I looked at Alex.
“You told me, he’s still unconscious.” I muttered
“He was…you dozed off for another seven days.” Alex glower.
“Wow…Romeo and Juliet, just that the both are boys…By the way, I’ll give you two weeks after which you’ll be punished for disguising yourself as a girl in my school.” The principal of Queens High School; deadpan.
Everyone Chuckled, Alexa sniffle. Oh…they’ve found out.
“Well, Oliver it seems you and my son are inseparable. You saved his life and I owe you a lot. I apologise for causing your expulsion.
You and Fred can be friends forever, but I just want to remind you that you’re a boy and Fred is a boy. Boys and Boys won’t work out well. So you both could be JUST friends.” Mr Braxton, Fred’s dad said.
And I nodded like I understood, but deep down, I didn’t understand and would never understand. I love Fred even more than his dad loves him.
I want to be with him forever (After All, the president permits GAY marriage).
“C’mon, everything is fine, this calls for a celebration.”
It’s Christmas holiday
I decided to visit home, it’s been long I saw my parents (even though I don’t like them )
I knocked thrice before the door opened. I saw mum looking at me furiously with her hands akimbo.
“You trolloping child! How dare you come back to this house.” Mum yelled in anger.
She hates me and I hate her.
We both have different ideology.
“Can you let me in, mum .” I said politely and I felt a hot slap on my face.
“You dare defies my order.” she seethed.
I held my cheeks in astonishment. And Dad also came out.
“Don’t you dare call me dad” he fired.
“Why the harsh treatment.” I asked, though I knew the answer already.
“Look, am not playing games with you, don’t you dare come to this house until you are ready to *****.”
“That. I’ll never do.” I yelled. And stormed off.
To hell with their house.
Episode 18
The neighbourhood was quiet. The only noise that was heard was the laughter of girls, accompanied by the deep chuckles of a boy.
I guess they are the new neighbours. Maybe I should go over and say hi.
Slowly, I walked to the newly built house. I met two girls playing with a Dalmatian dog. Then my eyes drifted to a boy. A familiar cute boy.
“Oliver!!” Jeffrey exclaimed happily and I found myself running to him.
“Oh goodness, I thought I’ll never see you again!” Jeff muttered as he pressed a kiss on my forehead.
The girls hummed aloud and Jeff cast them a playful glare. The chuckled and minded their business.
“You guys packed in here?” I asked.
“Nope… Just me.. This is my personal house, my siblings came for visit.” he said as he placed his arm on my shoulder and started leading me to the main house.
He’s personal house… As little as he is.
He read my mind and chuckled. “That’s the advantage of being the first born of the house, I get whatever I want.” Jeffrey boasted and I smiled.
He turned to his sisters. “Jenny, Jane…you can go to the grocery store if you wish. Jeff said and they squealed happily and made to run out.
“Be careful, remember the name of this city, don’t be a victim” he yelled after them and they shouted an ‘OK’.
Yeah, the name of this city is absolutely strange.
Funny right?
Well it’s a quiet small city, where everyone minded their own business. The city is less recognised and isn’t found in any map.
“Do you stay around here?” Jeffrey asked as we entered the small living room.
I slumped tiredly on the couch.
“Yeah… ” I replied tersely.
“I guess you are having a nice holiday … Am just so happy, it’s been long I chatted with friends… Gay high school was just like a prison. It’s so exciting am out.” Jeffrey expound.
Judging from his looks, he’s happy indeed.
But am not.
“Aren’t you missing your friends in school?” I asked.
“The Jboys do visit sometimes.” he answered.
“What about your gay partnerS” I asked putting more emphasis on the S. He’s expression changed. A frown crept his face.
“Am not a gay!” he stated firmly with a granite jaw.
“You are not a gay.. You are homosexual.” I said with little humour and heavy sarcasm.
“Stop it. Oliver.” Jeff scoffed angrily.
Wow… He looks handsome when angry.
“Everyone knows it, you are a gay.” I said, hoping to see him flare up.
“But they haven’t seen me having sex with any boy.” he defended.
“…apart… From… Mitch.” he added lowly.
“but we aren’t gay… Call it anything you like but don’t use the word GAY. ” he cautioned.
But there’s something I noticed from him, he’s quite reserved.
I’ve accused him of being a gay buy he haven’t judged me before.
“Do you think am a gay!” I asked lowly.
“Not at all, you aren’t a gay.” Jeff replied and whipped off the small tears from my eyes.
“But I and Fred…”
“I understand boy, but don’t call yourself a gay cause you aren’t one… By the way, how’s your parents.. And siblings… ” Jeff shifted the unpleasant topic, quite too sudden. Little did he know that he shifted it to a more unpleasant one.
“I don’t want to talk about them.” I murmured.
“Are you having issues with them..” he asked and I nodded.
“They urged me to do something which I don’t wanna do.” I said sadly.
He leaned to me and sat comfortably beside me. He looked deeply at me.
“Parents are always right. They know the best for you, do whatever they wish.” Jeffrey said and I burst into tears.
He hugged me to himself. “Don’t cry boy… ” he lifted me up with ease and carried me like a child, to his room.
He brought me down and laid me on his bed.
“Am not a child.” I pouted.
He laughed. “You are.” he said and kissed me.
It’s morning
I woke up to find myself, still in the bed, while Jeffrey laid by my side. He snored gently and I glared at him. He chuckled and opened his eyes. “Fear not, we didn’t do anything.” he said and I smiled at his easy perception.
“I and Fred chatted yesterday night on instagram.
I told him you were with me and he kept fussing and swore to kill me if I do anything bad to you.” Jeffrey said and we laughed.
Oh my Fred. I’ve missed him a lot. He’s house is faraway from here, if not I would’ve visit.
“He also sent a postman who came in the middle of the night. He brought a letter to you, I haven’t open it yet.”
Jeffrey handed me the letter.
To My World,
Lover of my life, King of my soul, my treasure, my smile keeper, Addiction, Pain killer. How much I love you?….that’s a rhetorical question I can’t answer. I can’t stop thinking about you. It’s so sad that the school went for a holiday so sudden and everyone left in haste without saying goodbye.
It seems am addicted to you, …no, addicted is an understatement. Am obsessed over you, you can’t believe that I’m having sleepless nights because of you…even if I sleep a little, I would have wet dreams.
My love for you can’t be professed with letter, come over to my house as soon as possible, we are having a party in celebration of the survival of I and Eric.
You ought to be there.
Lots of Loves, kisses and many more.
(I hope Jeffrey didn’t tamper with you, besides, what are you doing at his house….well you’ll explain later.)
Forever yours,
I exhaled after reading it. I looked at Jeffrey and he winked conspiratorially.
I and Jeffrey got into the massive mansion. The party was a hot one. “Oliver!!!” Alexa was the first who rushed to me.
She hugged me tightly and I blushed. Jeffrey gave me a thumbs up and left me.
“Am so happy you showed up… ” Alexa began, dragging me to the house. “I have a surprise for you.” she added promptly as we entered the house where everyone celebrated.
Eric was surrounded by girls, he was rocking their waists in a sweet and rhythmic way.
I thought he’s a gay.
“Cmon Oliver” Alexa prodded and I reluctantly followed her.
Fred is still unseen.
“Surprise!!! ” Alexa exclaimed as she opened the door of her room. Inside the room, was filled with cardboard paper, finely designed and inscripted with the words “Oliver , would you be my boyfriend?”
“Please!!” she said with an innocent face.
“No.. Not at all… I cant …i mean… I ” I stuttered and she leaned close to me and kiss me.
What the heck….
But it’s quite good.
I struggled at first but I became weak and returned the kiss. She drew herself closer to me that I have an erection.
After kissing for five minutes, I struggled and ran out…. It’s weird but good.
I ran hastily and entered a room. Then I received the greatest shock of my life.
I saw Fred having s.x with a girl.
My heart turned dark. My blood accelerated around my body.
“Fred!!!” I yelled.
He looked at me….
To cut the long story short… My nightmare became real.
Fred told me bluntly.
“Aren’t you tired of being a gay, can’t you look for a girl who will love and cherish you… Whatever happens between us is history…Fuck you!”

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