My auntie’s Party

It wasn’t long ago when I found out I was gay, I was 10 when I found out. I’m 13 now. About my appearance, I can’t say much, besides my gray eyes and short blond hair. I spend most of my time with video games, or chatting with friends online. About my social life, I’m what most people refer to “in the closet” when it comes to my sexuality preferences. I usually talk a lot when I feel that others are listening to me. I used to joke around a lot and played pranks on my friends once in a while, until I found out I was gay. Most of the guys’ jokes had gay references, and I felt insulted by them most of the time. Mom says puberty changed my attitude… She doesn’t know how much it really changed me…

My Auntie’s Party

I can’t say I like my Aunt Bela, but I don’t dislike her either. She’s a really nice person, but I just don’t like going to her house… Her son – my cousin – is the “spawn of Satan”, like Mom says. The guy’s a year younger than me and he’s always causing trouble. I never understood why…

“Brian, hurry up! It’s almost time for your Aunt’s party!” shouted my mom from downstairs. My name’s Brian West, by the way.
“Ok, Mom!” I shouted back at her. I had just finished putting on my black jacket with white stripes. It was a birthday gift from my Dad, and I always wore it for parties or special occasions ( unless I had to wear a tuxedo or something like that. I hate those! )

As soon as I was ready to go, I ran down the stairs and met my parents at the front door:
“Ready!” I said with a smile on my face.
“My, you look lovely, Brian!” said my mom while she put her hands on my face and gave me one of those mom kisses on my cheeks.
“I see you really like that jacket, little guy.” said Dad.
“Yeah, it’s my lucky jacket now!”

We got in the car and left for Auntie Bela’s house, which wasn’t very far. About 10 minutes later, we were parking next to her house. We could see lots of people, some in tuxedos or other formal clothes, around the place, having fun.

“Wow, Auntie Bela sure likes parties.” I said to myself, as I noticed how the house was decorated for the party, even the backyard had lots of tables, food, wine and some other stuff adults love besides wine… As I was walking to the front door, i looked to my left, through the window and I saw Jacob arguing with Aunt Bela in the living room. Jacob was my cousin – Auntie’s kid – and she seemed mad.

“Jacob’s in trouble again.” I said to my dad, while still looking through the window.
“Well, you know how he is. Nothing new there.” he replied.
Wonder what happened this time, i thought to myself. I went into the house, and Jacob almost bumped against me. The guy seemed really pissed off and was heading straight to the hallway, leading to the back side of the house, where we find the bedrooms and the bathroom. I was guessing he went to his room.

“Hi, Auntie!” I shouted to Bela as she walked towards us.