Chase and Lucas
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Chapter 2 The following Friday.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
"Ughhhhhhhhh! Why do you torture me Satan?"
By the way, for those wondering, Satan is my alarm clock. Well, I guess there's one perk to having to wake up for this crap. I get to see Chase. The thought brings a smile to my face. As I go through my normal morning routine, I think about how we're going to hang out later today!
We could play video games. Or! Watch movies! The possibilities are endless!!!
"Lucas!"
"Yeah Mom?"
"Are you eating breakfast here?"
I run downstairs and see her sitting at the table.
"I think I'll just eat a microwaved grilled cheese"
Mom smiles and goes back to getting ready. I start building my sandwich and go back to thinking of Chase. Why does he have to be so perfect? Why did I have to go and fall in love with the giant buffoon? Why does he have those gorgeous blue eyes? That perfect body? Those perfect lips? "Ughhh!"
"You OK Luke?"
I blush, "Yeah mom. Just thinking about some things."
"Is everything ok?"
Shit! "Yeah! I just... I was thinking about... The orchestra pieces!"
"What about them?"
"They're just... So easy!"
"Well Lucas, not everyone is as perfect as you when it comes to music"
My blush deepens "Mom! I'm not perfect. I'm barely even decent."
"I know I didn't get those lessons for you to be so critical on your ability to play piano. You are a fantastic pianist. You always give it your all when you play piano. Most kids wanted race cars, Barbie dolls, or some other crappy toy they're gonna throw out within a week. Not you. You wanted keyboards. You wanted lessons. You're one-of-a-kind Lucas. Now don't forget it! Don't doubt your musical talents. Or I'll have your bootie mounted on my wall!" She laughs Giggling, "MOM! You're embarrassing me!"
"Well, you asked for it."
Teasingly, "Well, I have to go. Don't wanna be late in meeting Chase!"
"See you later sweetie!"
I head out and walk towards Chase's house. I can see him waiting near his mailbox for me. I smile. Does he realize how awesome he is? "LUCAS!!!"
...
I just got tackled. By a human woolly mammoth. I thought those were extinct??? "How are you bud?"
"I'm dead now. Thanks. How're you?"
"Oopps. Sorry for running into you. I'm just happy to see you. I missed you! Are you ready to hang out later???"
"I AM SO FREAKING READY!"
"That's good! I am too! What do you wanna do later?"
"I dunno. We could play video games. Or watch movies. Or just hang out and relax before school gets more intense."
"We can always decide later. By the way, would your mom mind if I stayed the night?"
I know what you're thinking. This is a bad idea. Staying in the same room, the same bed, as the guy I'm completely googly for. But this is normal. Really. We've stayed at each other's place numerous times. I'm the only one that has to hold back feelings.
"I think she'll be ok with it. We can ask her in a few minutes, since we'll see her at lunch."
We've arrived at school. Like yesterday, classes are basically the same. We both start in our natural elements. Him, gym. Me, orchestra.
"I'll see you later Chase!"
"See ya bud!"
I head off to orchestra and begin warming my fingers up. The other members begin filing in. I go grab my folder from the rack and proceed back to the piano. Mrs. Newton, it seems, saw that the group could use more challenging pieces and got rid of the stuff from yesterday. These seem better for me. I wonder how the others are going to do? One hour later "OK everyone! I know this is a lot more challenging than what you were expecting. But I know that the group can do this! You all just need to practice these!"
The group was terrible. Even I struggled a bit. Mrs. Newton glanced a couple times my way when she noticed that I was indeed struggling and grinned a bit. I guess she noticed I was bored out of my mind yesterday.
The day passes on pretty normally. Chase and I met up in algebra. Same stuff from yesterday, just another step added in. I really hate how these classes are so repetitive. Like, can I learn something for a change??? One hour later "I'm so hungry!"
I glance at the behemoth called my friend and notice his slight frown.
"Me too Chase. Good thing it's time for lunch!"
He grins and we exit the classroom. We head for the dining hall and get in line. As we get closer to mom, I remember that we need to ask if it's acceptable for Chase to spend the night.
So does Chase apparently.
"Hey mom!"
"Hello Chase. How's your day going?"
I blush at my parent and friend. Are they trying to kill me? "It's going well! By the way, would you be ok with me staying the night tonight?"
Chase then proceeds to give my mom a mixture of the smolder and puppy dog eyes.
"Well, how can I ever say no to those eyes?"
Chase grins. "Thanks mom! I promise to be very rambunctious!"
We all laugh and we leave mom alone. We begin heading to our table and take our seats. Chase immediately notices the girls in the vicinity and starts drooling. Meanwhile, I distract myself with the music pieces from earlier. I begin `playing' the piano on the table. These pieces are difficult. But manageable. I can do this!
What can I do? Distract myself from Chase actively flirting with that... Girl... I guess she's pretty. She's a cheerleader. So, she has to be stereotypically pretty. But what does he see in them? Why can't I just tell him...
I continue my practicing and eating until I hear. "What a dork." From somewhere close by, actually right across from Chase. I happily ignore them, because I could honestly give zero fucks about some twig bitch's opinion of me. Chase is currently distracted by one of his teammates, who is currently showing something off on his phone. It must be hilarious.
After lunch, school proceeds mostly normal. Classes pass by like a blur, with no homework for tonight!
After our last class, Chase informs me that he has a meeting with the team for a few minutes. So, I let him know that I'll be in the orchestra room.
After getting to the piano, I begin playing the song that I don't have a name for yet. It's bright, and cheerful. As I'm playing, my thoughts travel to Chase. At first, it's all good thoughts. Like how beautiful he is. How great of a person he is. How kind and funny he is. Then my thoughts travel to how I wish I could just tell him how I feel. How he makes me feel. How he brightens my day, and how I darken his. Why is he my friend? Why is he so nice to me? I literally only drag him down.
"What's wrong?"
I jump a little. "N...N...Nothing."
I know the voice. It makes me smile instantaneously.
"There's something wrong. I can tell by how you're playing. Your music sounds sad. There must be something up. You can tell me. I promise that nothing will ever make me leave you." He smiles. Good grief. What a perfect sight. Those twinkling eyes and sparkling teeth. Those rosy cheeks and gorgeous lips.
I consider telling him. I could. Everything would work out for the better. He wouldn't be stuck with me if I told him. Maybe... Maybe I should.
"Chase..."
BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ.
My mom wants to know where we are. I explain that Chase had a meeting with his teammates, and we're on our way.
So, we head out.
"You still haven't told me."
"Chase. I'm totally fine. I was just experimenting with a piece that I'm creating."
He grins "Well, I can't wait for the finished product."
A few hours later "I really love that movie!!!"
"Me too! It's so funny!" Yawns "I'm getting tired. Wanna head to bed?"
Chase grunts a bit. We begin to get ready for bed. After finishing his routine, Chase hops in the bed and joins me under the covers.
"Lucas."
"Hmm?"
"While I can believe that you're writing a piece for piano, I know that you've only told me a bit of the truth. There's something going on with you. And, I just want you to know that I am here for you. No matter what. I promise that I'll always be your friend."
He doesn't get that being my friend is what the problem is. For him and me.
Yawn "Chase, I can't tell you."
The room gets quite for a while. I wonder if he's asleep.
"When you're ready, will you tell me?"
Yes. Maybe.
"I can't. You wouldn't understand."
"Then help me to understand. I'm here for you Lucas. You're in pain. I can tell. Just... Share your pain with me. Let me carry some of the weight. We've known each other forever. I know there's something up with you. Please, just tell me."
I have tears silently running down my cheeks by now.
"Just promise me you'll tell me one day."
I make sure my voice won't give away anything I'm feeling.
"I promise."
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