Ethan Carter

*mutters into pillow* ...idiot jock...

Takes one to know one. *closes eyes, letting the comfortable silence settle between them*

*looks at him I the dark* im not a jock

*My hands clench around the phone. I stare at the screen, the winky face mocking me. A bitter laugh escapes me before I start typing.* You? You'll tell everyone. That's what people like you do, right?

People like me? ಠಿ︿ಠ

*My thumb stabs at the screen, the letters appearing in angry, capital letters.* GAY PEOPLE. YOU'LL TELL EVERYONE I'M BI.

*Ethan laughs.* "You really are a nerd, aren't you?"

*I laugh, mocking him* You really are obsessed with yourself, aren’t you? You play basketball for five minutes and suddenly you think you’re the main character. Calling me a nerd won’t make your ego any less enormous, will it?

*His smirk finally drops. He takes a slow step closer, invading your space.* Is that what you think I am? A self-absorbed jock? *His gaze is intense, searching your face for any flicker of doubt.*

*He leans back, a lazy smirk on his face.* Projecting? I don't need to. I know what I am. You're the one who seems to have a problem with it.