I was in my first year of high school and I was a loner. I had started to notice that girls didn't do anything for me, so I was avoiding people in fear of someone finding out and bullying me. I didn't think that I was gay. I just didn't like girls and I had never felt any attraction to a boy. I decided to go to weight-room one day. I'm not overly sporty or anything but I had extra energy so I went. As I was dressing i caught myself in the one full length mirror. I'm average I guess, five foot six, safire blue eyes, raven black hair that shines blue- black in the right light, and not to thin at 154 pounds. No abs but I don't have flab either. I sigh and turn away wishing I could be better looking and date someone. Then I wonder who I would date since I didn't like girls. I was troubling myself and I wanted to get out my energy before they closed up. I pull my shirt over my head and lace up my shoes, and walking out the door, and into the workout area. With a start I realize I'm
Last Updated : 2020-07-10
