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“Fuck you,” said Jordan, spitting on the ground. I wanted to take a knife and just stick it into my chest. “Am I still grounded?”
“Uhhh…” she said, her hand on the doorknob. “This prick over here–” he paused because of Dr. “What’s wrong with YOU, babe?”
“You don’t get it, do you?” I said, walking away, with him on my tail. But I don’t wanna talk about it right now.”
“Oh…” he said, standing in between me and Jordan. “I don’t wanna see you get hurt…like I did. “No, not really,” he joked. And you…” he pointed to my old friend. I was tormented for years, until I met your dad and gave up all that same-sex bullshit.” My jaw fell open. I wanted to take a knife and just stick it into my chest. “Why can’t you accept me the way I am?!”
“Because, Malik,” she began.