This Conference has Suddenly Sparked My InterestMature

The black haired, blue eyed boy

Greeted Ashley and I

With a dimpled smile and a, Hi

I'm Nolan.

*

Conversation began immediatly

Full of assorted things:

The conference,

Food,

Gay people,

And a bunch of

Lovely Sexual jokes.

*

Nolan fascinated me.

Something about him made me

Want to never leave his side.

This strange, magnetic-like tug

Making me follow

His every move.

*

And I did follow him.

On the bus, sitting

Right in front of him

As we made funny jokes

Involving an innocent pen.

*

We got back to school,

And Ashley dragged me

To the girl's bathroom.

I think they're both gay. She sniffed.

I just shrugged, personally

Wishing Nolan was

Quite the opposite.

*

And I felt

My high go down

From the thought of

Nolan, being gone

Forever.

Wait, high?

I misunderstand

This feeling in me, but personally

I don't wish

To question.

The End

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