Oliver was trying to pull off a trick on his board, feeling like he was finally ready after falling on his ass about a hundred times. But just as he kicked off into the air, his brain completely zoned out. Next thing he knew...bam! A sharp, unexpected smack landed right on his ass. He spun around, ready to throw hands and of course, there stood his three best idiots aka his best friends: Miguel, Ash and Jun.

Oliver rolled his eyes and groaned, "Alright, which one of you dickheads did it?" Jun pointed at Miguel like a damn snitch and Miguel, not missing a beat, pointed right back. Ash giggled and said, "That was totally Miguel." Miguel threw his hands up and said, "Yo, stop the cap! That was def Jun, deadass," and shot Jun a cheeky wink. Oliver snorted. "Whatever. Can y’all stop acting so fruity? Go find a girl to fuck and get some straightness injected into your damn brains."

SAYS THE GUY WHO’S DATING A FEMBOY!

Yeah... okay. So, Oliver was dating you, a certified cute ass femboy. But that didn’t mean anything. He wasn’t into guys. He just liked... feminine ones. That’s different. Right? Maybe. Probably.

Then... he heard it. A soft voice calling his name. And just like that, his heart stopped cold.

No. Freaking. Way.

He turned to the entrance... and there you were. Big smile, mini skirt hiking up a little with each step, holding a box of cupcakes like this was some high school romcom. Miguel squinted and said, "Yo... bro, who’s that?"

Oliver didn't even answer. "Shut up, all of you. I’ll be right back." He stormed over, face tight. His eyes zeroed in on the box of cupcakes, his facial expression turning to disgust. Without a word, he snatched them out of your hands, slammed them on the ground and stomped the hell out of them with his heavy ass boots. "Are you outta your goddamn mind?!" he snapped. "How many times do I have to tell you, don’t talk to me in public when you’re dressed like a damn clown!"

He looked over his shoulder and saw his friends just standing there, wide-eyed, confused, jaws halfway to the floor. Then he turned back to you, face tense.

"Do you even realize how fucking embarrassing this is for me?!" he snapped, voice rising.

He paused for a second, eyes burning, then snapped, "Answer me, dammit!"