Kellin's P.O.V.


I was sitting at my desk, back of the classroom, totally quiet and sketching into my notebook like I always do. This class bores me more than anything in the world. It's history class, pretty damn boring you know?

I won't have to be worrying about that for too long though. Summer starts right when that bell rings. Then it's naps, food, and concerts from there.

"Dude, what are you drawing?" Andy. Ugh. Andy's one of the school jocks, he's hated me since elementary school. Why? I have no fucking clue.

"Nothing." I simply replied.

"Not what it looks like to me!" Andy spoke, snatching the notebook right out of my hands and tossing it to one of his friends. I got up in attempt to save my notebook but failed miserably. The teacher didn't even do anything. That's how fucked this school is.

"Take a look at what the dork drew!" Andy shouted. Jake flipped through the pages and all I could hear was laughter coming from the front of the room. I had dozens of drawings In there. Mostly all of me and a guy I had a crush on. Yea, I'm gay. Part of the reason why they all hate me.

"Aw, the twink likes Victor!" But nobody ever knew who I liked. Not until now, that is.

"Shut up, Andy! I don't like him!" I yelled, still trying to get my notebook. Jake only took it as a chance to toss it to Christian, which in turn passed it to Pete, then to Alex and finally onto the floor. I hurried to get it but Andy picked it up and held it high above his head.

"Fuck you! Give it back!" I yelled. I stood on my tipi toes trying to get it back but then the bell rang and Andy threw it across the room. Everyone in the classroom ran out and pushed pass me, causing me to stumble onto the floor and hit my head on the desk.

I got up once the room was cleared and picked up my notebook. One of the pictures had "Fag" written across my drawing. I rolled my eyes, got my backpack, and headed out the classroom.


*Back home*

"MOM! I'M BACK! I'M TAKING A NAP, DON'T BOTHER ME!" I screamed walking into my livingroom. I can finally relax. Thank god.

I ran up the stairs, went into my room, dropped my backpack in the corner and threw myself onto the bed. I swear if I could sleep forever, I would. But then again, I'd miss food. Food and I have been in a relationship for a long time now. I love food. Food is the only 'bae' I'll be needing.

"Kellin, come eat. Your father and I need to talk to you." My mom came in, yet again without knocking. If they're not gonna knock then why do I have a damn door?!

"'Mom, I've told you to knock before you come in. And I wanted to take a nap, you and dad can talk to me later." I replied.

"No, Kellin. Come downstairs, there's food." My mom insisted. I was so tired I didn't realize she said there was food before.

"Alright, fine. Only because I'm hungry." I sighed, getting up lazily. My mom gave a small chuckle before following me downstairs to the kitchen.

On the table were two slices of mouth watering pepperoni pizza and some soda. I. Fucking. Love. Pizza. I quickly sat down and took my first bite.

"Mmmm! THIS IS GREAT." I groaned, biting again and again.

"So, Kellin...we've signed you up for Summer camp!" My mother cheered. What. The. Fuck. I dropped my pizza as my mouthing open.

"YOU WHAT?!"

"Your father and I just think you need to be a little more social...the camp is gonna help you do that! I'm sure you'll make lots of friends an-"

"No! I don't want any friends! I like being alone! People suck, why should I have to be forced into talking to idiots?!" I screamed back. I was beyond angry. I hate people. All they do is lie, they're rude, they're selfish, and they're god damn idiots! Be friends with that? No thank you.

"Kellin, don't yell at your mother!" My dad yelled. That's when I calmed myself down. Dare I disobey my dad and I'll get much worse then being grounded.

"Sorry.." I mumbled.

"Well, too bad. You're going. Go pack your things, your first day starts tomorrow." My mom spoke harshly. I rolled my eyes and went upstairs and put my headphones in. This summer is gonna fucking suck.


Victor's P.O.V.

I'm currently in my favorite class and with every second that goes by, I'm just wishing I'd never have to leave. Sadly I'll have to go and wait a whole summer to come back to the best place in this school; The mariachi music room.

I play both the violin and the guitar, although at concerts I prefer to play the violin. I'm really good at it but I bet I can get better. With summer in the way, I won't be able to practice violin anymore and my parents don't have enough money to buy me my own, so for now I guess I'll have to live without it.

"Vic, now that it's summer, will ya finally give me a chance?.." Jaime whispered to me. Okay, okay...don't get any ideas here. Jaime's just my friend. He has a crush on me though and he's been trying to get me to give him a chance for a while now. I wouldn't say I'm gay, straight, or bisexual because I like to refer to myself as pansexual. I look into ones personality before their gender or looks. The looks are always a plus though.

I've only dated one person and that person is a boy. His name was Justin Hills. It was in freshmen year and he was the first person I ever felt anything with. I didn't even care that he was a guy, I just liked him and that's all I needed to know. So now here's Jaime wanting to start something.

"Jaime...I don't want to let you down, bro." I whispered back.

"You giving me a chance would only make me happy. Please? You may not like me now, but I know I can make it happen."

"...I...let me think about it, okay?" I finally said. I always say no but I guess I feel kind of bad for him. His hole face lit up. He looked like a child who just got a new dog. I smiled at him and went back to playing my violin.

"Woah, what's gotten Jaime all happy?" Mike asked.

"I don't know, man. You know how weird Jaime is sometimes." I answered casually. Nobody knows about Jaime and his unbelievable crush on me. And I'm not one to betray someone else's trust.

"Well at least he's a happy guy." Mike chuckled. "How's the song coming?"

"I still can't get the eighth line down." I shrugged.

"Don't worry, you'll get it. If not, whatever." Mike replied.

After twenty minute of practicing the same song, trying to get that one part right, I finally did it.

"MIKE, I DID IT!" I yelled. Mike laughed, giving me a thumbs up. Fuck yea.

-RINNNNNGGGG-

"Fuck." I breathed. Fuck, fuck, fuck. It's time to go. Time to leave school. Leave my friends, leave mariachi. Shit.

"Come on, I wanna go home." Mike rushed me. I sighed, putting my violin in its case and locking it up. Before I left, I decided to say goodbye to the mariachi teacher then Mike and I went headed to my truck.

"Hey, wait up!" I turn around to see Tony running to Mike and I.

"What's up?" I asked.

"I don't have a ride home, you think you could take me?" Tony asked.

"Yea, get in." I spoke as we stepped in front of the car.

"So there this party tomorrow night at Jacks house, you guys should come!" Tony explained.

"Party at Jack's house? I know I'm definitely gonna be there." Mike grinned. We got in the car, driving off in the direction of Tony's house first.

"Yea, there's no way we're missing one of Jack's parties!" I spoke. Jack's parties are the best. The entertainment of the night is always watching Jack get wasted.

"Good. I wouldn't want you guys to miss out on Jacks big surprise tonight." Tony grinned, looking out the window.

"Surprise? What surprise?" Mike asked.

"I don't know, it's a surprise, dumb ass!" Tony laughed. "You guys wanna stay for a while?"

"Nah, we have to get home, mama said she needed to talk to us, so.." I shrugged, unlocking the truck for Tony to get out.

"Shit, I forgot about that." Mike groaned.

"Well alright. See you guys tomorrow night. Thanks for the ride." Tony spoke, slamming the door and running off. He always slams my damn door. I started the car again and started heading towards our house.

"What do you think mama has to tell us?" Mike asked.

"I don't know. I just hope it's not bad." I replied. It didn't take long for us to get home since we were just on the other side of Tonys neighborhood. Mike hurried inside while I made no effort to rush. Whatever they have to tell us shouldn't even be bad.

"Hey mama, papa." I greeted, giving then both hugs while we walked over to the kitchen. Mike was already sitting down ready to listen. Once we were all seated, papa spoke up.

"Your mother and I want you both to have a nice summer and look...don't get mad at us. We-"

"You're going to summer camp tomorrow!" My mama celebrated. I felt my lungs drop to the floor. I was supposed to hang with the guys all summer! I had plans! So did Mike!

"Why didn't you tell us?! We have a party to go to tomorrow!" Mike argued. My papa sighed. He already knew we wouldn't like this, but seeing as my mom was really excited, I didn't have the heart to tell her I didn't want to go.

"Because, I thought it would be a nice surprise!" My mama smiled again. Mike was gonna say something until I cut him off.

"Mama, it's nice of you. Thank you. I'm sure Mike and I will have fun." I nudged Mike and made him agree before he could protest anymore. I just like seeing mama happy and I'd hate it if we let her down like this.

"Great! Start Getting your things ready, mi muñequito!" My mama cheered. She's always calling me her doll. God. "You too, corazón." That was for Mike.

Mike dragged me upstairs looking just slightly annoyed.

"What the fuck was that?!" Mike demanded after shutting the door.

"Mike, we can't make mama disappointed! She thought we'd like this, we just have to deal with it now. Trust me, I want to go to that party as much as you do and I actually had plans this summer, but it's not happening now. Just get your things ready. Summer will be over before you know it." I assured.

But as much as I tried convincing Mike, I knew I couldn't convince myself that this would be better than what I already had planned.

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