Because Being Gay Doesnt (1/2)

Kris guesses that maybe, just maybe, he had dug a grave for himself. If he hadn't gave in to Amber and Henry's unrelenting persuasion (aka nagging), he wouldn't have begrudgingly handed in the form for the school cultural exchange. How great. A Chinese student going to China for a cultural exchange. Totally understanding.

Y'know, sometimes Kris thinks it's funny as to how three Chinese losers (one of them whom hardly spoke (or even understood) Mandarin) could survive in this multi-racial country -- actually just surviving high school. Okay, so he definitely wasn't the smartest asian or the school's jock, but personally being on the receiving end of constant praises for his looks really boosts his ego. Despite all, he just couldn't find the interest in girls (or boys -- don't get your hopes up). Max says there's a high chance he was gay, not that I mind or what dude, just hopin' I ain't your type, bro.

To fucking hell with all the 'gay-kiss' theory that happens on the tv every time. Having to ask Henry to test out the probability of him being gay was hard enough.

Not to say kiss.

Dudes having their lips literally touching like they high and all in soap operas.

Kissing Henry had been excruciatingly agonizing.

And thus, the theory of Kris being asexual had been born.

"That was fucking disgusting!"

"Same goes for me, you little shit!" Henry spat, grabbing onto the glass of water on the table.

"Never speak of this again, and all is well."

"Never again!"

It had taken Kris five years to convince his parents he wasn't gay, and that the video of two men having sex in his phone had been a prank by his classmate (which he wasn't lying -- Chester had obviously thought it would be fun... and why he had the video was a mystery). Bringing a girl back to his house (and the prettiest one in school, at that) for a study session was apparently the easiest way to get his parents off his back.

"Oh honey, I hope you know that we don't mind you being gay. We took notice that your "little friend" (cue the damn 'bunny fingers') isn't coming over anymore, but if this girl is what makes you happy in the end, just know that we love you the same."

"Mom, I'm not gay."

"Oh, sweetie. It's really okay."

Damn parents.

He isn't gay, damn it!

...

...

But if he isn't, what's causing all these weird gushing feelings in his head when Zi Tao was near?

Nope. Nope. He isn't gay.

...

Yeah, right.

Next morning had been worse -- Kris had woken up to a kick from Lu Han (was this how he was supposed to wake up for the next... Eleven days?), and a warning from him. 'Do not forget to bring multiple doses of 'Keep your distance from Tao' to school today!

Damn it Lu Han, I don't need another obstacle to keep me from knowing why the boy looks so familiar.

Anyways, it's not as though Lu Han could stop him if Kris was really bent on speaking to the other boy; being tall had its perks, alright?

Back to the topic -- even if he was able to speak with him, what were they supposed to talk about? Kris felt remorseful about the eventful moment they shared yesterday, and yes, he knew he was in the wrong. That still doesn't beat the fact that Zi Tao had actually said that he was attracted to Kris -- and that, still doesn't beat that Kris was rather nervous when the statement was reiterated by him.

Oh, who was he kidding.

Kris is a dumb faggot.

A stupid gay cradle robber.

A stupid, gay, cradle robber who can't even get some alone time with his target. All cradle robbers in the world are going to cry for his pathetic attempts. Why was Lu Han so protective of him, anyway? I mean, the fact that Zi Tao is only fifteen was a given, but when he was fifteen, who the fuck was there to protect him from the assholes in school? So maybe being in Canada and being in China was a different thing in total, indepe-

"Are you coming to school or not, exchange student?" Lu Han shouted from the door, impatiently tapping his foot against the gates.

"Yeah!"

Short ass.

It didn't get any better during social classes as well. They had to interact with the other grades of the school, and Kris doesn't know if he was being lucky, or going through crap luck. He had gotten paired up with this boy named Can Lie, and the shit-eating grin he had on seemed as though it had been sewed onto his face. Amber, on the other hand, had managed to get lucky and managed to get Zi Tao. Communication between them seemed like hell of a chore, so charade it was.

"So, Kris, how is it li-"

"Do you mind if I were to swap partners? I don't mean to be rude, but I think my friend is having some trouble communicating with her partner, and you're the best with English in class, aren't you?" Kris smiles.

"Oh." His face flashed a moment of disappointment, but only regained his creepy grin a second later. "Sure! You're such a nice friend, Kris!"

"Yeah," Kris murmurs, standing up to approach the teacher.