I really like finding out the points of view of other characters. This chapter will be in the perspective of Greyson James, the guy Kendall met at the end of the first chapter. Hope you guys enjoy! Let me know what you think at cwhite199372@gmail.com
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Greyson James POV
I pulled my truck into the parking lot of my apartment complex, got out and took a deep breath of fresh air. After a few hours in the car, it was nice to feel the warm sun on my skin. I reached into the back of my car to get my bag. I spent the last two weeks of summer back home seeing my family. Football conditioning kept me on campus a majority of summer so it was nice to get a little break before classes started back up.
This is the beginning of my junior year. I'm going to be the starting quarterback for the Claybourne football team. The past two years I have been on the second string team, the backup quarterback. I'm really excited to be able to show what I have on the field. I just hope I can keep up with that pressure and focus on my school work.
I gathered my stuff and headed up to my apartment. I was only in there about 10 minutes when there was a knock on the door.
"Grey, it's me!" a voice called out. That would be my best friend and team mate, Ian Rollins. Ian is about 5'10 with a buzz cut. Since he's on the football team, he has nicely developed muscles.
"It's open!" I shouted back. Ian let himself him and took a seat on the couch. "Enjoy your break?"
"Yeah it was nice getting away from here for a little bit. Plus I got some too." Ian chuckled.
"Because you're celibate when you're here." I laughed with a slight eye roll. Ian could and did land any girl he wanted.
"You see any action back home?" Ian asked me.
"Nah, wasn't really looking either." I reply
"Damn, you're like a fucking monk" Ian laughed "I know you don't get any pussy here and now you're telling me you don't get any at home either."
"I've told you, Ian, I'm not about going from hook up to another. Been there done that. I'd like to find someone special and see what it turns into."
"Good luck with that man."
Ian and I just sat around and shot the breeze for a few hours. We each decided that we ready for the school year to commence but not necessarily for the classes to begin. Around 9, Ian said he needed to get rested up for the day to come. He got up and headed out the door. I pretty much called it a day after he left.
The first week of classes was really nothing special. It was mostly professors handing out the syllabi, going over what the class would be focusing on and then the professors explaining their expectations and what would be required for the class. Pretty typical first week of class stuff.
On the following Monday, something happened that really got me excited. I was sitting on the second floor of Sandage eating the salad I packed and reading an article that was just assigned for broadcasting class, that's my major. Suddenly, something literally fell into my lap. I looked down and it was a plastic fork with a tater tot on it. I checked around to see where it could have come from. Then I made eye contact with the duo at the table next to me. The girl was almost in shock and the guy had wide eyes and a red face.
"I'm so sorry! It accidently flew out of my hand!" the guy said coming over to me. He was a pretty cute guy.
"No problem." I chuckled "But if you wanted to ask if I wanted a tater tot you could have come over and ask instead of throwing one at me" I smiled, laying on the charm.
"Oh...um...did you want a tater tot?" he asked a little flustered.
"Thought you'd never ask." I reply picking up the fork and eating the tot off of it. Then I handed the fork back to the guy and continued the smile.
"Ok...um...bye" he replied heading back to his own table.
Now I guess I need to explain something about my sexuality. For a while, I told myself I was bisexual. I've had sex with guys and girls, mostly girls though. I slept around a lot my freshman year of college. I'm in at a place in my life now though that I want to find a relationship. As I've looked at potential candidates, I realized that I am almost completely looking at guys. So maybe I am gay or I just lean towards guys? Sexuality is weird.
I haven't told anybody about my trysts with guys or my desire to date one. Not because I'm ashamed of it or scared of how others will react, I just haven't really had a reason to. Although, I think my friends and family may think something is up with me. My last relationship was in high school and that was no special romance. Other than that, I've never brought anyone around to meet my friends or my family. I'm pretty sure my family would be perfectly fine with me dating a guy. I think Ian would be cool with it too and if Ian was cool with it then the rest of the team would fall in line.
After the tot incident, the guy has been on my mind constantly. What's his name? What year is he? I'd bet a freshman but he could just look young. Was he into guys? Was he into me? I couldn't tell if I had made him flustered or if the he was just embarrassed over the situation. So many thoughts and questions and I couldn't see a way to get those questions answered.
A couple days later, I decided to hit the student fitness center. Since I'm on the football team, we have our own room where there are a bunch of free weight equipment for us to use. However, I was feeling like some cardio. I went to the main cardio room and hopped on an elliptical. All the alike cardio machines are in lines. First are the treadmills behind them are the ellipticals and behind them are the bikes. The guy on the treadmill in front of me turned to the side to talk his friend. That's when I realized I had seen this guy before.
"Tater tot" I said under my breath. A smile came across my face.
Not being perverted, I tried to not look down to check out his ass. Temptation won out however. I looked down and wow, the guy had a great ass. It didn't help that he had the treadmill inclined and it showed off each cheek with every step.
That's when I made the decision that this was the guy that I was going to make mine. Look out Tater Tot, Greyson James is on the hunt.