MidReal Story

The Black Boy Who Broke My Heart

Bradley Engeldinger

Feb 3

Scenario:Gay white boy moves to an all black boys school

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Gay white boy moves to an all black boys school

Cameron Thompson

male. He is a gay teenager who moves to a predominantly black school. He is curious,resilient,and introspective. Cameron navigates the complexities of being an outsider in a new environment,grappling with his identity and desire for connection. He develops a crush on a popular student named Darius,which challenges his understanding of attraction and belonging. Despite facing bullying and social isolation,Cameron finds solace in his friendship with Marcus and begins to explore his feelings for Darius.

Darius Jackson

male. He is a popular student at Cameron's new school. He is charismatic,confident,and enigmatic. Darius becomes the object of Cameron's fascination and desire,representing an unattainable ideal. His interactions with Cameron are brief but significant,leaving Cameron both intrigued and intimidated by his presence. Despite being unaware of Cameron's feelings,Darius inadvertently becomes a catalyst for Cameron's selfdiscovery and exploration of his identity.

Marcus Bennett

male. He is a student at Cameron's new school who befriends him. He is friendly,supportive,and loyal. Marcus offers Cameron companionship during lunchtime and helps him navigate the school's social dynamics. His friendship provides Cameron with muchneeded stability in an otherwise isolating environment. Marcus shares his own experiences of being bullied in the past,demonstrating empathy towards Cameron's struggles.

I was a gay boy who had just moved to a school where all the boys were black.

I was white.

Would I fit in?

Should I even try?

My name is Cameron.

I grew up in New York City and had to move to a new state for my mother’s job.

I was now in Atlanta, Georgia, attending a new school.

It was Monday morning, and I was ready for my second week.

The first week had been tough.

I didn’t make any friends, and I had seen a few boys staring at me.

One boy in particular would stare at me during lunch, and then he would get up and walk away.

Today, I was going to sit by the window so I could watch for the boys who sat at my table yesterday.

Maybe today, one of them will talk to me.

As I walked into the cafeteria, I looked around for a table.

There were very few kids eating at this moment since I was running a bit early.

I saw about four empty tables and two with a few boys at them.

I decided to sit at the table right by the window.

I sat down, looking around the cafeteria, watching as more and more boys came in.

I wanted to see which table my group sat at yesterday so I could sit with them today.