[center]Chapter 12
Seriously?[/center]

**The characters for this part is.. *drum roll* Wes and Jordan :D**

	"Jordan, I think you're a bit too mature to be like this.."

	"Whateva, I just play by my rules here!"

	"... This is [i]my[/i] house."

	"But I pay rent every two months, so I can do whateva I want!"

	*sigh* "Yep, your the boss.."
(Author Note: Talking in Wes's perspective.)

	Jordan was your average joe, lazy slacker gamer kind of guy. He never means any harm to anyone, honestly, but he can with ease. He is a big guy who is taller than pretty much anyone out there, or at least that I know of. On the inside, he is a charmer, as I have seen with his Ex, Gina. He likes romantic dates, like strolls on the beach at sunset, or a fancy resturant with roses and wine. Sadly, if you can't tell, he is straight. As for me, I'm Bisexual. I have been out with two gals so my friends [I]Think[/I] I'm straight.

	I fantasize the day of coming out to them. I want to be like Kamal, who just told everyone at once and got it over with. I know they won't mind, but it seems so hard to do and confusing. What if everyone hates me for no reason? What would I do? Where would I go? 

	Just at that moment, Jordan threw a book at my head, and I gave out a little yelp.

	"Yo, Fag, I told you to fix me some lunch!"

	"So what if I am?" I muttered under my breath, but instead I decided to stay straight for the better part of my life.

	"Yea, I'll get on it. Triple ham and cheese with lettuce, tomato, onion, and mayo."

	"That's my Fag-hag!"

	...

	**Kitchen**
	
	Why does he always have to call me [i]his[/i] fag? It is so demeening to my self-esteem. It makes me feel so useless, like a slave. I thought they were banned? Guess not in Jordan's world.

	I have to tell someone I'm gay, and I know the perfect person.

	*Dial*

	"UNST! UNST!.. Hello? UNST!"

	"Oh.. Call me back at a later time, kay?"

	I just hung up then and there. I would've told him yet I'm too nervous. It is sad even though I tell him anything while he is clubbing or DJ'ing, I wont tell him this. Life amazes me..

	*RING*

	Who may this be...

	*Pick up*

	"H-hello?"

	"Wes... Talk to me. I'm alone. please tell me whats wrong hun, you know I'm here for you."
	
	"I know.. It's just.. BAH I have nothing wrong! What makes you think that!?"

	"You probably wouldn't have called. You would have texted. Now tell me, what is the matter?"

	"I'm scared.."

	"About what? Is Jordan teasing you again?"

	"Yea, but it's not about that."

	"Then what?"

	"To tell you.. And everyone else.. I'm Bi..."

	"Wes, It isn't wasy to do, but you have to have confidence in yourself before you can do such feats. and you have told me. I'm sure you can work enough courage to tell everyone else."

	"Kamal, thanks. Alot. I really love you like a brother man."

	"Same here."

	"Well.. I guess I'll let you get back to DJ'ing. Talk to you later."

	"See ya Wes!"

	Kamal just gave me the most important advice ever. How could I ever repay him?

	Just then, Jordan came in to see a perfectly crafted sandwich. Layered exactly how he liked it. I guess I was making while I was on the phone. Wonders never seem to cease, do they?

	"I would've waited, but my stomach was growling harder than I could ever."

	"I bet, you're a built man, you need your food."

	"Oh yea."

	As I watched Jordan eat that sandwich, a sudden wave of anger came over me.

	I punched him straight across the jaw.