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Dexter is new to the school as a senior. The social groups are liberal, and he makes friends with a few football players, Sam and Kelly, and some other oddballs. Friendship turns into relationships.
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“So I found out Jason is suspended until next Wednesday,” Katy announced at school. “And did you text Joey?” Michael almost wanted to tell her no, just to fuck with her. “I did, last night after Will and I went to dinner. He did ask to make sure I wasn’t into drag, thank you.” Michael elbowed Katy in the side. “So, you two talked?” Katy asked. Michael didn’t want to admit it. He still wanted to give Will hell, but maybe last night didn’t count. “It won’t happen often, but
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Justin stalked home from school, angry. He glared down at the sidewalk under his feet, not quite wanting to go home. Some of his body still hurt from the beating his old man had given him the night before. And the kids at school had to go and be dicks about it too. They spread the rumor around that he had gotten into a fight with another kid, which hadalmost gotten him suspended. None of them actually got into a fight with Justin—he would kick their asses ifgiven the chance. He doubted a
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17 year old Justin Grant goes to sleep in a park in 2011 and wakes up in 1880. The freak time travel makes him want to return home, even though his father is abusive. When he does manage to return, he starts to figure out how to control the traveling. The 1880s become his safe place from his father, and introduces him to sexual feelings for another boy.
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Quinn was freaked out Friday after school. Practice went okay, but Quinn spent the whole time waiting. Even if it had been after school, he still worried that Cameron had spread it around, somehow. It was never mentioned. Quinn sat and waited in his car after the practice. His extra hills had finished the day before, so he just sat. He turned on his iPod. I can't believe I didn't say this sooner I'll just believe that I was all displaced I'll get to speaking, let you know h
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The next set meeting with Allen was on Wednesday. Quinn did relax a little bit over the weekend, though he didn’t like the idea of depression. It wasn’t something he should be dealing with. Depression was something people with issues had—more than just being gay. Quinn watched Lizzie thoughtfully. Really, why was he dating her? He didn’t like her. He carried the note from Cameron around in his backpack, and the worry stone in his pocket. Quinn saw Cameron in the halls, and tried
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Quinn sulked the next day at school, keeping an extra sharp eye out for Cameron. Confront him about it? No. But he had to forge something with Cameron. He liked Cameron. A lot. How was Quinn supposed to not see him anymore and be okay with it? He did manage to find Cameron during lunch. Quinn approached slowly, awkwardly, stomach nervous. “You dropped the class?” He asked, forcing his voice a little louder than the rasp it was in order to be heard over the noise. Cameron stared a
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The water was flat and shimmering under the fall sun. The mountains were green from the summer rain, with patches of red and gold marking Aspen trees. Quinn stayed under the shade of a large tree, on the grass just before the sandy beach that lined the waters. He sat close to the trunk on a blanket, wearing swim shorts in the midday heat, with his knees pulled up to his chest and arms wrapped protectively around his shins. It hadn’t been hard to convince his mother to let him come. Even
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Zach, Travis, and Cory were absent the next day at school. Rumors were already flying around, but none with any near-truth as to the real reason for their suspension. A few people asked Quinn if he knew what had happened—people like Maria—he said he did, but that he wasn’t going to talk about it. Zach would talk about it enough when he got back. Seventh period came, and Cameron was absent from the locker room. Quinn figured maybe he was skipping, but he was in the weight room and already
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Quinn forced his eyes open to a faint light drifting into his hotel room. The bedside clock read eight as he threw his legs over the side and sat up, rubbing his eyes. He stifled a yawn and shuffled into the bathroom to shower. He felt somewhat human after that, though had the habitual need to brush his teeth. He’d have to go home to do that. He turned on his cell phone, surprised to see only one voicemail from his house number… probably his father. And another voicemail from Lizzie, ac
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“Listen, the movie doesn’t start for another thirty minutes,” Lizzie announced, looking at her watch, which seemed to be worn more as a fashion statement than for actual use. Quinn leaned back on his car in the parking lot of the theater. “So, you want to buy our tickets now, or what?” “Oh, the movie came out last week. No rush on the tickets.” She giggled and pinned Quinn up against the car. Quinn tensed but tried not to let it show as she requested a kiss. “Should we go inside at least
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Quinn stared blankly at the upturned hand presented to him. Small, petite, and pale just like the rest of Lizzie. She expected to hold his hand? Quinn slid his larger hand over hers, looking away and biting his lip. Lizzie giggled and started to drag him off in the opposite direction of his class. Apparently he was walking her to class too. She chatted the whole way and at some point there was an invitation to hang out the coming weekend. Quinn wasn’t listening. “Quinn!” She bark
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Katy and Michael stopped in the sporting goods store at the mall before leaving. Michael managed to find and buy a hockey mask before he and Katy wandered the rest of the mall. It was almost nine before the two of them sat outside waiting for Katy’s father to come and pick them up. “By the way, if you really want to freak Will out, I have a poster you can hang in your room.” Katy offered outside, kicking her legs out as she sat on a small wall. “What poster?” Michael questioned cautiousl
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Michael’s shoulder was killing him the next morning. It had tightened up in his sleep, and he’d slept on it funny. He took another two painkillers but didn’t want to deal with an icepack at school. Will had already left for work, so Michael retraced the walk they had taken the night before after dinner. ‘Go towards the house with the corner yard, then the oddly pink house, stop sign, electrical box… bus stop. And there’s the bus already.’ Michael jogged across the street and cli
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Michael watched the world fly by outside the car window. The blur of fields from the highway was all one long stretch of wheat gold color with the dead grass of a hot summer. The sky was clear blue and sadly cloudless. The car said the temperature outside was in the eighties, but it felt much hotter. The car merged off of the highway and into some large city area. It was clogged with businesses in strips with a Park-n-Ride lot off to the side. His ride slowed to a stop at a stoplight, an
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Michael just moved in with his biological father. Adjusing to his new school takes time, since he is being bullied. A boyfriend seems to save him from that, but that doesn't keep him safe.
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Green eyes bright as he smiles, wide and happy. He’s laughing at something a friend just told him. His tongue piercing is visible for only a brief glimpse, but it’s there. His jaw line is smooth and absent of any hair. He has dark black hair, layered and thick to his ears all around, except for two long strands in the front that drift down to brush his shoulders. He laughs again, giving a playful slap to the other boy’s arm, followed by a quick chicken-peck kiss on the cheek. “Ca
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Quinn is starting his senior year in high school and continuing under the stress of trying to act straight. Being set up with cheerleaders whose pride is their body that he isn't interested in is nearly hell. That's paired with his fascination of an openly gay couple, one of whom is in his seventh period. Quinn doesn't know how to approach the younger Cameron, and goes the route that's expected of him... being a dick. His sexual tension grows, and he eventually snaps.
