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These Four Walls

( Oops xD sorry, what do homo people behave like? :| I'm feeling so insensitive right now)


 
( Oops xD sorry, what do homo people behave like? :| I'm feeling so insensitive right now)
 
(There isn't really a stereotypical way that they act, they act like normal people and just like the same sex xD I mean some do like to wear heels but in the same way that some girls don't like to wear them you get me? xD okay, you should change it to like... "Hey, is that my eyebrow pencil? I coulda sworn I lost it.")
 
(Oh so he does makeup? And I thought he wore girl clothes so I guessed.... :/ Anyways, okay I'll change it later. My wifi's a mess right now as you can see by my double posts)
 
(It's okay xD yeah he basically likes makeup and really odd clothes and things haha. I suppose he is a little bit feminine but I still don't see him as the heels type xD and okay, do you want me to reply to it though or wait until you change it?)
 
(No! Ahhh, it's so difficult to describe)


Sam felt his heart beat speed up, as his eyes fell on the eyebrow pencil in his sisters hand. "No. I mean yes. Yes it's your eyebrow pencil... But uh. Your dog must have brought it in here. She's always doing that."


In a desperate attempt to change the conversation Sam quickly spoke up. "Seen my hair gel? I need it. Thinking about doing something different with my hair today."
 
(How do you know? Are you one?)


"You left it in the living room. And every time your hair style changed, it looks worse than before so I hardly think you should", she replied, picking up her eyebrow pencil and sticking her tongue out at him. "And Jessie is your dog too! You should learn to tame her and tell her what not to do!"
 
(Am I what?)


Sam shrugged his shoulders slightly and looked at her. "It's only for church, and besides, if you don't experiment with hair styles when you're younger when can you?" He looked at the floor and licked his lips.


He didn't want her to be in his bedroom on her own, and go snooping through his stuff, but he also didn't want her to be suspicious. He didn't know how to get her out of the room without being suspicious, so instead he just stayed put, and looked at her.
 
(Gay)


Evie let out a laugh. "If I didn't know any better I'd have thought you're nervous for something", she said and then shrugged. "Anyways, put up your weird new hairstyle and come down soon! I'll just go get my phone", she murmured the last bit to herself as she started going out of the room.
 
(No, but they're still people so they have different opinions and mannerisms/behaviours)


Sam laughed nervously and then rubbed the back of his neck. When Evie was gone he dived under his bed and pushed his hidden things further underneath, and then grabbed a few socks and clothes from his floor and piled them on top, to make it look like he just had a pile of dirty laundry under his bed.


After coming out from his bed, he went and retrieved his hair gel, and stood in front of the mirror with it. He bit his lip as he thought about how to do his hair, and then he chickened out, and did his hair how he usually did it for church days. Smart... Ish.
 
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(I know. In fact, I think they're kind of the sweetest. The ones that I've met atleast)


*A little time skip*


"Do I have to wear this?", she asked, fingering a white fedora hat beside her on the car seat.


"Yes, Evie", Mom replied exhasperatedly. "It shows a sign of respect."
 
Sam was sat in the back of the car with his sister, silent, as usual. He looked at the hat that his sister was looking at, his nose wrinkled in slight disgust.


He didn't know what it was respect for, but it definitely wasn't respect for his eyes. The thing was disgusting.
 
"Don't cringe at me like that", Evie grumbled to her brother. "I'm suffering enough already."


She slumped back in her seat and gave her mom the cold shoulder through the entire ride like a little child. She had dressed up so nicely for the one and only good looking guy among the people who were going to be present in the church, and her mom throws in an 80's hat to completely ruin her efforts.
 
"What's it respect for?" Samuel asked, curiously, but his mother just tutted and ignored him, like he was expected to know. Sam sighed, and leaned back in his chair.


When they got to the church, Samuel climbed out of the car reluctantly, and then went and opened the door for his sister.
 
Evie had a look of surprise when her brother appeared outside her side of the car and opened the door for her.


"Whoa, brother, why are you a gentleman today?", she asked teasingly, although it was with honest surprise and wonder. She climbed out and waited for him to close the door behind her.
 
Sam closed the door behind his sister and shrugged his shoulders. "You mean to say that I ain't a gentleman any other time?" He questioned, and then grinned.


He walked away from the door and towards the doors to the church, his parents walked in front of him.
 
Samuel was not in the mood to listen to the priest tell his entire town that people like Samuel were wrong, but he reluctantly walked inside the church and sat down on a pew next to his parents.
 
Evie's curious eyes followed Sam. She wondered why he always looked so stressed on a church day. But her thoughts were soon halted by a smooth voice.


"Hey, Eve", Harvey Boltsman greeted with a single wave of his hand and a dazzling grin.


"Hey-!", her voice went up several octaves due to excitement and cleared her throat when she realized that. She tried again in a normal voice. "Hey, Harvey", she returned the greeting.
 
Samuel was cracking his fingers individually, by putting each knuckle under his thumb and pressing down. It was something he always did when he was feeling any of the negative emotions, and it was a dead give away too. Right now, he was feeling stressed, nervous, and all together negative.


He looked up when someone spoke, seeing a guy talking to Evie. He looked away from them, not wanting to get involved in any of her business. His eyes wandered around the room and he took in the faces of each different individual. And then he saw a new one. No, he saw a whole bunch of new faces, talking with the priest with smiles on their faces. Apart from one of them, anyway. The boy with them did not have a smile on his face. He had a leather jacket on, and he was looking at- At Sam.


He quickly tore his eyes away and tried not to blush.
 

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