A.N.- If you don't know what Homura from Sekirei sounds like, watch that video over there somewhere. Haha, he's the one that says "Put on some damn underwear". So...yea. Enjoy the story ;D

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                Gage chuckled as I faced him. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Chill out Trav,” he said, moving forward and snatching the notes out of my hand. He ripped them to tiny pieces and tossed them in the trash can near my locker.

                “Why?” I asked weakly. “Why did you do that? I’m not gay!”

                “Cut the shit. I know you’re gay Trav. And I was just fucking around with you a little bit. I would never actually tell anybody if you didn’t want it getting out,” he said with a shrug.

                I dropped my head in defeat. “How did you know?” I asked quietly.

                “Well, considering the fact that you sound exactly like Homura from Sekirei, you look at Gav like an infatuated little girl, and you have more style than most women…it’s pretty obvious. Also, I can just tell. I’m good like that.” He shrugged.

                “Swear you won’t tell Gav?” I asked, my voice begging.

                “I swear,” he said, raising his hands innocently. “You’re secret is safe with me. You can stay in Narnia as long as you want to kiddo.”

                “Gage…how did it feel when you came out as gay?” I asked.

                Gage raised an eyebrow at me. “Trav, I’ve been gay ever since I cat walked out of the womb. Why do you ask?”

                I shrugged uncomfortably. “Just wondering. There are a lot of homophobes,” I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

                “Who, Collin, Alex, and Josh?” Gage asked, laughing. “I told you. I don’t think Alex is a homophobe. That kid is so far in the closet. And I wouldn’t mind helping him out.” He waggled his eyebrows at me.

                I rolled my eyes at him. “I thought you were dating Lyle?” I really just wanted to change the subject though. I wanted to talk about anyone and anything but me. I had kept my sexuality a secret for years, and I wasn’t about to scream it out now.

                Gage shook his head. “We were more…study partners,” he said with a smirk. “Now Alex Radke. That boy is another story. I would hit it so hard. I hope he drinks his milk, because he’s going to need strong bones to handle me.”

                 I face palmed myself. “You are such a pervert. I should tell your mom.”

                “She would probably castrate me. But that’s beside the point,” he said, shoving his hands in his pockets.

                “What’s the point?” I asked in confusion.

                “The point is, my cousin is your competition,” he said, raising an eyebrow at me.

                Shit. I knew what he meant. He was still on my sexuality. Because Gav possibly had a crush on Gage’s cousin.

                “Gav’s just joking around when they flirt,” I said nervously, not entire sure if he was.

                “Trav, get your head out of your ignorance. If Rose didn’t have self respect, they would’ve fucked by now and you know it. They are not just joking around. At least, Gav isn’t,” he said, shrugging.

                He eyed me curiously and grinned. “Trav, if you really wanted to test your sexuality, I know a way.”

                “What?” I asked, scared for his answer.

                “Sleep with me.”

                I stared at him, searching his face for any sign of a joke. But there was no joke on his face. Only a smug grin and knowing eyes.

                “I’m not having sex with you!” I cried. “Jeez!”

                He leaned against the lockers and shrugged. “Anyone can kiss someone of the same gender and still claim to be straight. It’s your sexual desires and preferences that set your sexuality, obviously. So how would you know unless you tried?”

                “Because that wouldn’t ruin a friendship or anything,” I said sarcastically. But my heart was slamming and I was terrified. How could we seriously be having this conversation?!

                “It really wouldn’t. I’ve slept with guys before and remained good friends with them. Trav, it’s call friends with benefits. Come on, do I really turn you off that much?” he asked, the smug look on his face growing.

                Well, no, he didn’t turn me off. He was incredibly attractive. But jeez, I couldn’t freaking sleep with him!

                “No,” I said, but my voice sounded unsure, even to me. I could not seriously be thinking about sleeping with him, could I?!

                He smirked. “You sure?”

                I nodded, trying and failing to look confident. “I’m positive.” I hesitated. “But…”

                “Trav, for you, the offer is always open. Just drink your milk so I don’t break you,” he said, chuckling and walking away before he was late to class.

                I shook my head and hurried to class. When the end of the day came, we ended up on my bus. I sat with Gav and didn’t even look over at Gage.

                We got off at my house and went inside. We dropped onto the couches in my living room and I turned on the TV.

                “I have to go potty!” Gav whined.

                “Gav you’re a big boy now,” I said, patting his head and shoving him in the general direction of my bathroom.

                Gav pouted. “Jerk!” he cried before rushing into the bathroom and slamming the door.  I shook my head, mentally sighing. Oh Gavin.

                “So how long have you liked Gav for?” Gage asked, his eyes on the TV screen.

                “A while,” I mumbled.

                “Well how long is a while?” Gage asked in annoyance.

                I shrugged. “Few years?”

                He finally turned to face me and raised an eyebrow. “So…why are you in the closet? He’s not going to know you like him if you come out.”

                “Gage, things will be different if I come out. I don’t want that. I don’t want Gav to act any different around me,” I said, dropping my gaze to the floor.

                Gage shrugged. “Hey, your call. Just bring a jacket. I heard that certain parts of Narnia are kind of cold.”

                “I am not that far in the closet!” I grumbled.

                Gage chuckled. “Sure Trav. You keep telling yourself that.”

                “Yea…well…you’re short!” I cried, not having an actual argument.

                Gage glared at me as Gav returned. He winked at Gage and waggled his eyebrows.

                “I see a steaming hot sexy boy,” Gav said.

                “I see a big pile of douche in a red shirt,” Gage grumbled.

                I looked down at my red shirt and pouted. “I am not a douche!” I argued as Gav sat down next to me, laughing.

                “A douche of your magnitude could cleanse a whale’s vag,” Gage said, still glaring at me.

                “Well fuck you too then,” I huffed, crossing my arms childishly.

                “LET’S ALL JUST BE GODDAMN FRIENDS!” Gav cried, chucking a pillow at Gage’s face.

                Gage whined and swatted his hands at the pillow, glaring at Gav now. I laughed laid down, resting my head in Gav’s lap comfortably.

                Gage shot me a knowing look which I ignored. Gav was texting on his phone, probably barely aware of the fact that my head was in his lap. Because this was just how our friendship was. Comfortable, friendly, jokingly flirty.

                But…Gage’s offer earlier today…had he been serious?

                I tried to push it out of my mind and just relax. It had been Gage sending me the notes. I don’t know how he had changed his handwriting to look like that, but I was safe. He wasn’t going to tell anyone.

                “Dinner boys!” my mom called about an hour later.

                We got off of the couches and began to move towards the dining room. I grabbed Gage and made sure Gav couldn’t hear us.

                “How did you get your handwriting like that?” I whispered.

                Gage grinned and held up his left hand. “I’m a righty,” he said before moving into the dining room.

                I shook my head before following him and sitting down. No wonder the handwriting had looked so absolutely childish.

                We began to eat hungrily. Man, lying on a couch and watching shitty sci-fi movies on Netflix could really have a guy starving.

                “You boys are bottomless pits,” mom said, shaking her head as she watched us devour the food.

                “It’s because your cooking is so wonderful Mrs. Blake!” Gav said with a charming smile.

                “Gavin, if I hadn’t known you since you were born, I might’ve actually believed you,” mom said, returning the charming smile.

                We finished eating and went back to watching Netflix until Gage’s mom came to pick him up. I walked him to the front door and watched as he put his shoes on.

                He stood up and grinned at me. “I’m going to help you come out,” he said simply before leaving my house.

                I stared at the door as he shut up, suddenly having a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Oh, this so wasn’t going to go well.

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