XAVIER ROCKWELLI made my way to sex ed. in a visible daze. I haven’t had any good night sleep in over a week mostly because my mom had been very disrespectful to me. We sort of swapped places; she was the fucked up teenager who’s trying to figure out life while I became the grown person who’s been trying to understand her shitty actions. After taking home that young man named Jackson, my mom hooked up with two other men and it was as if she’s just using them to wash away her thirst. One of them was just about her age which was fine for me and the other one was basically an old man in his late fifty’s.“Thank you for joining us Mr. Rockwell.” Mrs. Harding said in a disparaging tone. The funny thing was, there’s a picture of an anus flashed right in front.I didn’t even realize when I first walked in that the class had already started. I hurried to my seat realizing that fact that my head’s not in a right place.“Now, as I was saying earlier, the anus or as some of the gays out there c

JORDI ADKINSIn my dream, I was clad in an expensive looking suit embellished with thousands of shining and shimmering stones. I was standing right in the middle of the school gymnasium with a bright spotlight shining on me. There was some sort of music playing loud in the background but I couldn’t quite figure out what the song was because I could hear the loud beating in my chest. I felt like the hopeless romantic main character of a certain romantic film. And then there was a guy clad in a black suit standing five feet right in front of me. He was holding a single white rose in his hand. For some unknown reason, his face was a complete blur and as he slowly waltzed towards me, he put the rose in his mouth. He got on his knees and he reached out for me. Before I could even accept his request for a dance, the sound of another spotlight boomed and then there showed up another guy from a certain distance. He was wearing a full white suit and had a single red rose in his hand. Just like

XAVIER ROCKWELLStaring idly at the ceiling, I can’t even begin to grasp the whole situation that I was unprecedentedly thrown in right now. The four walls of this tiny little apartment seemed like they’ve been watching all of these tragic event pan out leaving me in absolute shambles. I’m not even surprised if the last people who lived here had the same shit.Am I even allowed to live a happy life in this lifetime? It very clear as a crystal to me that I’m being shunned and treated like shit by the stars above. My dad just left us and now my mom just checked into rehab without even telling me like I’m nothing to her. I know it’s a good thing for her and her health and I’m sure Principal Sanders had a very good influence about it but I’m her son and I deserve to know what’s going on at least.There are a lot of things that’s running mad through my mind and I don’t where to freaking start about it. In this unsolicited turn of events, I’m very much exhausted mentally and also emotionall

JORDI ADKINSThere are more than seven billion people in this so called blue planet and perhaps more than nineteen million of those are walking the face of this city. I certainly don’t know how the fuck did I end up becoming such a blind fool for chasing the person who used to make my life a living hell. I used to hold great grudge against this guy and if we were both thrown in a hunger games arena, he’s most definitely be the first person that I’m going to run after.But...There’s always the word but and somehow it just happened to me.I have already fallen for the stupid guy, that’s the ‘but’ that things had entailed. I have fallen for the very same guy who used to shove my ass inside the janitor’s closet just to pour juice on my body. The guy who used to beat the shit out of me because he thinks that just because I’m the weaker man, he has the leverage to assert such a horrible attitude. The guy who used to make me cry under the shower.But I was more than willing to give not only

JORDI ADKINSDo I want to put a label on it?Jane’s words kept on bouncing just like a Ping-Pong ball inside my head. I couldn’t even bring myself to focus during class because I have been thinking of labeling Xavier as my boyfriend. It doesn’t feel like a dream per se and I’m only saying that mainly because I have never dreamt of being with someone like Xavier. I’ve been dreaming of being with someone like Zach before. Someone who’s hot like a summer evening, someone who’s smarter than most people, someone who had a kind heart. Basically a perfect guy but I would’ve never ever imagined myself dating a guy who’s truly fucked up. And yet here I am right now in this position.Xavier was just my bully, however, things just happened the way they did. It was unimaginably unexpected in the most bizarre way. I almost had a one-night stand with him and then now, I’m falling for him.“What’s with people and labels anyway?” I mumbled under my breath. I thought I was only talking to myself when