{♥} All I Want Is You {♥}
Diary Of: John Holden Montgomery
Track: {18}
Back To School: {Senior/12th Year}
Romance: {Male}
This Is The Best Day Ever: {July 21}
Friends To The End: {Girl 6}
Maybe Memories: {Ever since I was a kid, I’d known I wasn’t like the other boys. I’d always preferred to play with girls rather than play sports or run around with the other boys. My pre-school teachers dismissed it as an oddity, nothing to be too worried about. They told my parents it was just a phase and that I’d outgrow it. Nevertheless, my parents tried to force me into sports programs. I found I had a penchant for soccer but it wasn’t something I was into. This led to a lot of arguments, mostly with my dad, and he forced me to stay on the team even though I hated the sport. The last straw came when my parents walked in on me kissing my 4th grade boyfriend, Cameron. The verdict: deportation. And the location: St. Peter’s Catholic School for Boys. Initially, I hated the idea before a thought struck me: an all boys’ school? That sounded fun.
So, Catholic school actually got pretty crazy sometimes. I mean, damn. Putting some hormonal boys in an enclosed campus is asking for trouble, if you ask me. They priests want parents to think that the school helps us problem boys get our vices out of our systems, but that’s a load of crap. We had to be sneaky but there were a lot of hazings, drinking, drugs and even sex on campus. Yeah, you heard it. There were a lot of other gay boys there, too. Seems like a lot of parents have the same idea to ship off their gay kids to Catholic school. So, I was pretty comfortable there, made a lot of friends, kept up a decent average, stayed out of trouble. And then, one day, my parents asked me if I wanted to come back for high school. I’d had a good run at Catholic school but I really did miss home. So I packed my bags and said goodbye to my boys at St. Peter’s.
When I got home, I looked for Cameron. We hadn’t kept in touch, but I wanted to see if he wanted to pick up where we left off. He was my fist love, after all. Turns out his parents sent him to a private boarding school abroad. Bummer. But I guess that was a stroke of luck for me ‘cause there’s not telling what my parents would do if they found out that I, in fact, did not get better at St. Peter’s. For the next few years, I was never without a boyfriend but I took precautions so that nobody (except my best mates) knew I was still very much gay. I tried out for the soccer varsity to please my dad and tried out for the drama club, too, just for the heck of it. Both the varsity and the drama club took me in. I was surprised that I actually enjoyed acting. Unsurprisingly, I was a natural. And it was a good medium for self-expression without giving myself away to my parents.
And then, it happened. My parents started getting suspicious because I’d never had a girlfriend. Now I had a dilemma. I didn’t who I could ask to pretend to be my girlfriend. I mean, saying it’s kind of a weird request is an understatement. Luckily, Girl 6 came to the rescue. And we’ve been pretending to our parents that we were together ever since. It’s a good cover-up for her, too, ‘cause she’s sharing the same predicament as I am. So that brings us to the present.}
Take Me Or Leave Me: {I have a strong personality and, even though I’m gay, I’m not a wimp. I will stand up for myself and for my friends if someone’s giving us crap. I do love my friends but I have a tendency to do things if it will get me what I want without thinking if it will hurt other people. In short, I can be pretty selfish. And a flirt.
I’m pretty comfortable with my sexuality, and am openly gay to my friends. It’s a bit frustrating to me that I can’t be myself around my parents because they’re against it, and think that I’m straight. Parents can be pretty blind when they want to shut something out.
I’m an outgoing person who likes to be surrounded by people. I guess you could say that I’m insecure. I like being in the spotlight, too, and catching people’s attention for doing outrageous things. But that doesn’t mean I always have to be in the spotlight. I don’t like when things are too quiet because it kinda freaks me out.}
All That I've Got: {I will smoke and drink when I’m with my friends but I wouldn’t say I’m addicted to the stuff. I believe in taking care of my body and I’d never get tattoos or piercings of any kind. But I don’t judge people who do have them, everyone has their reasons
I have a scar in my cheek. The official story is that I got it from a fight with one of the boys at St. Peter’s. But, in truth, it was because of a hazing gone wrong.}
I've Got Friends In Low Places: {suzukidesu}
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