Julien stormed down the hall, although he felt a twinge of guilt as he remembered that sad look on Everett’s face back in the art room. No no no! He was falling for it all over again! He was allowed to be angry!<br/>It was all so irritating. Case was the one who did something wrong and yet everyone went off to comfort him.<br/>All day he had been worrying and fretting and wondering how his friends would react. Everett had been there, telling him it would be fine. Surely there was no way their friends would react poorly. He wished they had both reacted like Mads, that was just the expected reaction. Brush it off.<br/><br/>Julien hesitated a moment as he heard Evies call. God he was weak to that voice. That smile. Just that boy all around. He immediantly started having the dilemma of whether or not to keep acting angry. Case interuppted him, and lucky too. If he had said another word Juliens anger surely would have crumbled away. He just wasn’t sure if he’d got it all out of his system yet.<br/>“Everett... please just give me some time. I just... want to think about things. Alone.” He confessed with a sigh. He knew the way back to Everett’s house, these days like the back of his hand, so he continued off ahead of them.<br/><br/>“I hope your planning on an apology Case.” He called back. “I’ll consider forgiving you while we walk. Ruining my perfect coming out plan...” He grumbled the last part with a slight blush. It was still hard for him to really say it, ‘I’m gay.’ It wasn’t like he hated it but somehow the words got stuck in his throat and he felt all embarrassed. Even saying ‘I like boys’ was difficult. It was a lot easier to just say ‘I like Everett.’<br/>He recalled his father making a joke about him probably being gay. Guys like him were gay right? The artistic guys. Guys that like art or acting or anything not considered manly.<br/>His dad was going to love being right about him. He was almost dreading it.