At this point I'm really close to exams and have a lot of projects that I'm already procrastinating but after that I may start posting the slightest bit more frequently. I'll probably get one out every other week but I'm not sure. I do procrastinate a lot so I'll try my best. Hope you guys like it and if you do vote on it please.

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After school, I rushed to my car and sat in the driver's seat, waiting for Hunter. I just wanted to get home and be done with the day more than anything else. After some time of restless waiting, Hunter finally made his way to the car and got in. I drove off as soon as I could while also making sure to follow traffic safety laws. Can't let a bad day get my licence taken away. Getting home, I dug for my keys in my pants pocket, pulled them out and quickly made my way inside making sure to lock the car doors first. Entering my room, I dropped my bag at the door and flopped on my bed with a sigh.

"Today was one hell of a day," I murmured to myself.

It chewed me up a little inside that I still hadn't apologized to Damien but I couldn't find the strength to say anything while still at school. I decided to do it as soon as I saw him the next day and forget about everything for the night which also meant not doing my homework. Not like I would have done it anyways most likely. I was just done with the day and thinking about school or anything else that happened that day was the last thing I wanted to do. Neglecting to even get dinner, I just ended up falling asleep for the rest of the day. Oh well, food isn't my biggest concern.

- - -

The next day I did finally say sorry for being such an idiot and Damien forgave me. This is why he was my best friend, he would always forgive me for my bullshit if he knew I was actually sorry. He knew I was a loud-mouth and I tended to say stupid things without thinking properly and we didn't want our friendship to end over something I could barely help. Damien and I continued talking after that while the rest of our group was off doing their own things.

"So the rainbow hair. You like?" Damien asked, pointing to the curly-ish rainbow mop of hair that coloured his head.

"I mean, I have to roll my eyes at how obvious you are. Though I have to admit, it looks super awesome. Definitely one of the most interesting choices."

Damien nodded at my response and continued to discuss our own things until we saw Tony come to join us.

"Hey babe," he greeted, snaking an arm around my waist and kissing my cheek. I was then shifted by him so he could kiss my lips. With closed eyes, I kissed back and he pulled away seconds later. "I was wondering if you wanted to meet after school. I wanted to, um, hang out."

His suggestive gaze made my cheeks heat up the slightest bit but I don't think I was blushing enough to be noticeable.

I nodded in response before adding, "You can come over to my house, my dad won't be home tonight and I could always ask Hunter to stay at Riley's if you want." I bit my lip seductively.

"Sounds perfect Skylar." Smirking, Tony leaned down and kissed my forehead before walking off again.

"Ooh, girl! You've got yourself one hell of a night ahead of you. I'm telling you right now. That," Damien pointed at Tony's retreating form. "Is a real man and, a total keeper. Whatever he wants is definitely gonna be good. You better tell me everything after he leaves." Damien looked pretty stern as he told me this and it made me kind of antsy.

"Dame, calm down and sure, I'll tell you what happens since you are my best friend. Guess you can call this payment for you for forgiving me." I smiled softly.

He lightly punched me in the arm with a smile on his face as well before the bell rang. We both headed in different directions for class after giving each other a hug. I'm glad Damien's so forgiving with me. His tolerant behaviour really does make him a great friend but one of these days it's going to get him into some kind of trouble, I swear. He's going to be too forgiving to someone and that person will completely abuse that fact and take advantage of Damien. I sighed and just made my way to class, forgetting that train of thought.

Science; a useless subject I don't need to know unless my job calls for it. Even though I only had another year to decide something before I was chucked into a college, I really didn't know what I wanted to be. I was a junior and, sure I was counting down the days before I could leave this hell hole, but that doesn't mean I was looking forward to what came next. Resting my head on my hand with a sigh, I tried to pay attention to my boring chem teacher drone on about some random thing I really couldn't care less about.

- - -

By the end of the day, I felt anxious about what was going to happen when Tony came to my house. Hunter agreed to stay at Riley's house for the night and Riley agreed pretty quickly too - more so than Hunter who I had to bother and beg and convince until even I was tired of myself. I drove home alone since Hunter just got a drive with Riley and I waited for the knock on the door. To preoccupy myself, I decided to watch Supernatural until my doorbell rang. I got up and walked calmly to the door, opening it to, not surprisingly, see Tony standing there with a smile on his face.

"Hey, Sky."

"Hi Tony, come in," I said.

He nodded and walked in. Closing the door after himself, he cupped my cheek with his rough, calloused hand and leaned in. Letting my eyelids fall, our lips connected and Tony's arms slithered their way to my lower back. Pressing harder, Tony slid his slimy tongue into my mouth, lulling it around. While I didn't object, I also didn't really contribute a lot to the kiss either and mostly just stood there getting myself into the kiss. With how close Tony was, I could feel his bulge starting to make an appearance and that was when he picked me up, the kiss still unbreaking. Tony began carrying me up to my bedroom and set me down then started to take off my shirt. I thought about what was going to happen and shivered slightly but not really in a good way. By the time Tony had my shirt halfway over my head was when I quickly brought my hands to it.

"Tony, stop. Please."

"Huh? What's wrong babe?" he asked.

"I just don't wanna do this right now." I fidgeted, pulling my shirt back down and fixing it.

"Oh, uh, yeah. I'll just go then. Call me if you need me, yeah? And I'll be waiting next time you actually want to finish this."

I nodded and awkwardly waited for Tony to let himself out. Flopping onto my bed, I let out a sigh. I've gone through with it before, what makes this time so different? I still loved Tony, I was sure I did, but when I thought of him going down on me it felt weird, almost wrong. At least Tony was understanding. He never pushed or pressured me to do something I didn't want to. He truly was a good boyfriend and a great guy so I didn't understand why I would feel so bad about what I was doing with him.

I huffed and ran a hand through my dark brown, magenta-streaked hair. "I better call Damien," I murmured.

The phones dial tone went off for a while before Damien picked up.

"Done with your man already?"

"Yeah."

"Well then, what happened? I need details girl."

"We were making out..." I started.

"Yeah, then?" Damien urged.

"Then... I squicked out and asked him to leave..."

"Really girl? I wanted juicy details, not cold feet stories. What happened that made you send his fine ass home?"

"I dunno, I just felt like it was wrong, you know? Like I wasn't meant to be doing it," I explained.

"Do I know." He clicked his tongue. "Girl, I have only felt that feeling once in my life. It was when I tried going out with a girl since I still thought I was straight and could just switch which gender I liked now that I acknowledged my own. I don't even know what I was thinking," he murmured the last sentence. "That's when my conscience went 'not my gay ass' and hightailed it outta there. That said, you sure you're straight Sky?"

"Yeah, of course. Straight as a pole," I replied.

"Maybe a bent one..."

"What was that?"

"Nothing," Damien said. "Anyway, maybe you just don't love Tony anymore? That's always a possibility."

I rolled over onto my side before continuing. "I'm sure I love Tony. He's the best boyfriend I could ask for."

"Welp, I'm not sure what to tell you then Sky. Maybe you should keep your mind open and try to figure this out yourself."

With that, Damien hung up and I was once again left to think. Man, I sure was thinking about my actions a lot this week... Did I still like Tony? There was always the possibility that my feelings for him were fading. I mean, there was definitely no way I was gay, so it couldn't be that. Maybe I didn't like Tony then. It might just be that we were meant to be friends, who knows? I rolled onto my back again. Groaning, I slammed my pillow over my face. I guess it all depends on how I feel later. If I start to drift from him even more then I guess I know to break up with him.

- - -

The next day, I walked into the school and looked for my rainbow-haired, hazel-eyed best friend. I found him not long after entering talking up Steven, a guy from my chem class. Damien always was really suave and now was no exception. He had this flirty air to him that could get anyone to fall for him and you could completely see that in the way he could so easily make Steven blush. I don't even think anyone knew he was gay! Of course, Damien would know though. Over the past year, Damien had made it his number one priority to, "Perfect his gay-dar" as he put it, so it only made sense. I decided that instead of approaching the two and ruining Damien's chances, I'd watch from afar to see how this played out.

Damien looked so confident and cool in the way he talked to Steven. He leaned against the wall and would occasionally smirk at Steven, causing him to blush. After some time of that, it looked like Damien asked a question since after he finished talking, Steven nodded his dirty blonde head. The bell rang and Steven handed Damien a piece of paper before rushing off to chemistry. I chuckled and Damien saw me.

"Hey, Skylar. Guess who just got the number of the most closeted gay guy in the school?" He smiled.

"Let me guess, you?"

"Yep, he's actually so hush-hush about being gay that even I could barely detect him. He's had a few girlfriends as a cover-up and hardly shows any interest in guys. Only someone who's really perceptive would be able to figure it out, but I weaselled my way in there and now we're going out Saturday." Damien gave an achieved smile.

I had to chuckle at how accomplished Damien looked about this. "You're planning on keeping this a one-off date, right?"

"Of course. You know I don't do in the closet," he replied.

With that, we parted ways and headed to class before we were both late.

- - -

An almost unbearable amount of time later, I had finished chemistry and auto mechanics and was now headed to lunch. I was already done with the day and wanted to take a nap. Trudging to my group's lunch table, I already saw Natalie there, wolfing down an entire medium pizza. I just had to laugh at how big this small girl's appetite was.

"Hey, Nat. You planning on sharing that with anyone else?" I asked, pointing to the already half-eaten pizza.

"What? No, it's mine. I bought it for me, get your own pizza," Natalie said, guarding her slice.

I chuckled and sat in my spot on the other side of the table. Just then, Hunter made his way to the table with a smile on his face.

"Hey girls. Natalie, I made this for you in art," Hunter said, handing a small, expertly crafted pot to Natalie, shoving his dark green glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Aw, thanks, Hunter. That's really sweet of you."

Hunter rubbed the back of his head and smiled. *Geez Hunter, when are you going to give up?* I thought. Just then, another familiar face made his way to our table.

"Hey guys, Riley and Tony won't be here for lunch, coach Barley kept them for football practice."

"Alright, thanks, Damien."

"No prob Sky." He smiled and sat down. "So did you think about what we talked about yesterday?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, I still don't know. I'm gonna wait and see how my feelings for Tony change, I don't think it's enough to go off yet," I explained.

"So you're going with it has something to do with Tony? You're not even going to consider the fact you could be gay?"

"No, I'm not, because I know I'm not gay. I like guys, end of..." I trailed off when I caught sight of two people passing behind Damien.

There was a guy and a girl I had never seen before but I wish I had, they were both extremely good looking. The guy was toned and had sandy blonde, long-ish hair along with clear blue eyes the colour of a lake. The girl beside him had medium length auburn hair that went to her shoulders and curled at the end, and beautiful eyes a brighter, more vibrant blue than the boy's. My eyes lingered on the two for a while - mostly the girl - before Damien brought my attention back to him.

"Hey, earth to Skylar. What's going on in that pretty little head of yours?"

"Huh? Oh, n-nothing," I stuttered, shaking my head to clear it. "What were we talking about again?"

I tried to find those people again but it seemed they had been swallowed into the crowd.

"You were just about done telling me how you're not gay." Damien raised an eyebrow at me.

"Yeah..."

At this point, my mind was completely elsewhere and I just wanted to see those two come back. Maybe one or both of them would have a class with me and I'd be able to see their gorgeous faces again. I violently shook my head to derail my thoughts.

*Okay, what the heck am I thinking? I'm dating Tony, I love him and I don't think either one of those people were gorgeous, much less the girl.* I thought.

Letting out a sigh, I looked back at Damien who was staring at me like I had just sprouted an extra head.

"What?" My brows furrowed.

"You seem so distracted." Damien grew a sly look. "What, a dazzling girl catch your attention?"

I felt myself involuntarily blush at that. Yes, I saw a girl who caught my attention, but there was no way in hell I found her dazzling. I thought back to the blue-eyed girl and her male companion as they walked by. Why was I so invested in them all of a sudden? Neither one of them could possibly be that important, could they?

*No. Absolutely no way are they important to my life. I won't even think about them again, that's how much they don't matter.*

Just then, I found my thoughts were being clouded by the tall girl with the auburn hair... I groaned. This was going to be a long week...