Grief
By:
Kamal “WaLdO” Ali

	
Interlude.. Sort of...

	It was a awkward night in Perrin park as I was talking to my “Little buddy”.
He was wearing his famous hoodie that covered his face making him a totally new person. Of course for me, I just bought a new, purple toboggan. He managed to barely mumble. 
	“Huh, I didn't quite get that, you know I have short attention span.”
	“Maybe I should have spoke to someone else.. like shel...”
	“She Has no understanding right now, I know your depressed |screams loudly|
	And that give you no right to be mad at me, or anyone else for that matter.”
I still couldn't make out his facial, as his face was darkened by the shadowing effect of his hood.
	“My bad little bud, I got a bit angry there.. |small blush| - So, will you tell me what's wrong? I betcha I can take it.”
	“Always expect the unexpected Kamal...”
	“Spew it out already!”
	“well... e-erm, |Whisper| I'm gay.”

Chapter 1
Home

	Oh, sweet.. sweet Louisville. The city I grew up in. I haven't been here in eight years, when I started going to college getting a masters in Chemistry and playing for the IUS college soccer team and competed in the GLVS Conference. 
|thought bubble| This place has changed... A Lot.. a new bridge, a whole new center for bands, sports, etc. wow. We have really surpassed the bar.
	I had to find my way to my old apartment, which my friend Wes was kind enough to let me leave it without rent over piling on me. 
|Wes works at the apartment complex..|
After 30 minutes of morning traffic, I find the normal back roads I always used to go to school that connected directly in front of my apartment. After careful driving, I got through the back road and into the small area I love to call home. 
|Before we move on, lets introduce the characters!|
	Wes – He is an energetic man child who is tall and has a belly on him to show you he played football in his time. He is a very nice man on the inside and he just doesn't show it a lot. Denies being gay, but he has the nerve to act faggish from time to time.
	Jordan – Well, Jordan is my best friend since 3rd grade. He is a tall tiger, (even taller than Wes, Jordan was 6'4” at 13 years old,) but he can have a warm heart from time to time. He is, although, short-tempered and has a lack of self-control. But those features I don't mind, he is still my friend non-the-less. (haha, he hates the subject of his personality.. he says he's straight though.)
	Shelby – oh my gosh, she was like my best friend when we were little in eighth grade! I missed her a lot while I was gone! Anyways, She is an emotional wolf, but hides her “Emo-ness” easily. She always wears a hoodie. She was an amazing friend then, so why not now? Bisexual very openly to everyone.
	Devon – Another one of my “besties” in middle school. She is a cheetah with ambitions, “Straight to da MAX!” I coined that catch phrase for her when she finally convinced me she wasn't bisexual.
	Sarah – My chubby little bisexual girl who kind of creeped me out, but was a good friend all the time. She always made me laugh and get me out of my always depressed mood. Hehe if I was straight I might've dated her!
	And then there is me. A husky who is very kind and loving. I have gray fur all around so I look like a coyote when I'm not properly cleaned up, and I look like a wolf when I am.. I'm openly gay to all my friends and some other people I know of. I'm not very strong nor tall nor fat, I am a very scrawny boy, but can protect myself in “sticky” situations.
	And that is the gang, now, where were we?
	I saw my apartment number “14” engraved in stone above the door outside. I busted through the broken door with my very full hands, walked down the hall and dropped all my stuff to get one tiny key. I fit it through the lock and opened to the smell of.. well nothing really. Im just used to the natural apartment stench I guess.
	After I got everything I had inside and I sat down for awhile, I wanted to go meet everyone at the normal meet up place for saturday's. Sadly this wasn't until 7 Pm. It was 7:30 Am. I had a lot of time to kill sleeping and unpacking. Mainly sleeping!