Morning Routine
Every morning since he was 11 started the same way for Connor McKinley. He would wake up an hour before he had to go to school, look in the mirror and whisper that “I don’t like boys” before getting dressed. Once he was in his outfit for the day—a task that was much easier while on his mission since he really only had to pick a tie— he would reaffirm the statement. He would eat breakfast, then brush his teeth and, while making intense eye contact with his reflection, remind himself once more that he does not like boys. He repeated it as many times as he felt necessary, convincing the redhead in the glass of his heterosexuality.
It wasn’t technically a lie since every repetition made it a little bit more true, right?
He would have to reaffirm the thought a little later when a boy with warm brown eyes and a heart of gold gave him a greeting smile.
I don’t like boys.
“Hi, Steve.” “Good morning, Elder Price.”