This is my first story. I have planned a long experience so any ideas or tips would be greatly appreciated. Please send all feedback to andychives@yahoo.com. Thanks so much!
This story is about two young teens and their experiences. It is 100% fictionalized.
Chapter One - The Escalade --------------------------
Could this day be any worse? Today of all days! Today is the first day of class, like real class not that orientation crap. That means the leveling exam at Sonoran College Prep, my school. Today my future at the school is on the line. I couldn't think about that; my mind was a blur. One year ago my father died. He was an officer in the Marines, so we moved around a lot. We always ended up back in Britain though. That's where I was born, my father always requested that station. He said he was some-sort of Anglophone or something. Wait, that's not right, Anglophile. I never really got to maintain any friendships. After his diagnosis, he became my best friend. Only six short months later he was gone. I miss him.
As I left for school, the dark clouds covered the sky. I am already late and I don't have time to rummage through my closet for my umbrella. It's Arizona, it never rains! Perfect! My hair becomes wet and mat down. I like to keep my hair long and my wavy hair used to bounce in the wind but today it matches the rain and my mood. Matted. Half way to school the point where all those mansions are, the one for sale finally had a sold sign on it. I am so jealous. Such a big house, they must have a big family! I've always wanted a brother. I've never had a real friend so having a brother would be like having a perfect friend right? Anyways, after my dad died, we didn't have a lot of money, even if we did have the family to fill out such a large house. While my mum is a nurse, with all the bills and things we don't have much money. We live in a small house. Well small is a bit of an overstatement. It's two bedrooms, one bathroom and one great room, which is our kitchen and living/dining combo room. It's not much but it's a home. I've learned to live with what I have.
Well I digress, were was I the sold sign oh yeah, this new all black Escalade came rolling out from the gates. It looked so cool! I notice the time on the clock tower at school, I am really late! I better hurry. As I ran up to campus I see the Escalade again. This blonde kid opened the door and stepped out. His hair is so stark blond it's like the sun! His eyes, his smile. My heart drops. I feel complicated. He is so intriguing. I wonder if he's new. He's really small. He must have skipped like four grades
Math was my first class of the day; Mum says I need to take my important classes early so I'm awake. I have Professor Henkel this year, I hear he is the best teacher. Where's my desk?
"Nathanael have a seat!" Professor Henkel say.
"Yes sir," I reply.
I sit down in the first row. I always get assigned the first row. Professor Henkel has the coolest stuff! He has this poster of Pi, that's like my favorite number!
"... and this is our new student Julian Hayes."
Wait what?! Oh class. Right, mum says I am spacey. Wow. It is the blond boy from the Escalade. He is so small. He looks like a fourth grader. He must like 10. The only available desk is the one next to me. He sits down. The whiff of his smell is intoxicatingly strong. What is wrong with me. He's a boy! I better get back to the math portion of my leveling exam!
Ring-ring-ring
"Class dismissed," Professor Henkel announces. "Nathanael, Julian, can I see you both for a moment?"
"Of course, Sir," we reply in unison. That was weird, I thought.
"Julian is our new student and as such he is not used to the pace and content of our school. He just transferred from a public school," Professor Henkel explained, "would you be able to tutor him?"
"Yes sir, whatever it takes." I reply.
"Thank you," Julian answers. His voice was sweet. It was confident and with a hint of caring. I was distracted as usual. Classes flew by. My tests were fine. Well I think they went fine. I couldn't keep from thinking about that new boy. Why, why does he make me so huh weird. I can't shake this feeling.
7th hour, finally! PE, I was on the swim team. It was my one passion other than math that is. It was still rainy but the pool was covered and still warm. When I opened the door I was nearly knocked to the ground by the sight. Julian was standing there staring at the lockers. I asked him what he was doing he said he needed to find his locker 315 to put his stuff away. I asked what he was doing again. He looked at me like I was dumb, " I'm here for the swim team dummy" he let out a smirk. I collect myself and show him his locker, it is right next to mine, I have locker 314. Of course right! I know pi my favorite number. I know epic right. I need to focus. The team is meeting soon. I look over and Julian was shirtless in his swim trunks. I lost my breath. He body was so defined. I felt weird. My stomach hurt. Then I saw his belly button it was so cute a little swirl. Like a little pinwheel around his abs. My stomach turns. I try to carry on. I can't. I ca... I...
Coach excuses me, he said I looked like death. He sent me to the nurse. The nurse gives me some crackers and I began to feel better. I lay down and actually fall asleep. I am awoken, startled as the bell rang. The end of the school day.
"I can finally go home!" I say excitedly
"Don't you have tutoring," asks Nurse Lexly
"Ah crap!" I retort.
"Language!"
"Sorry, I just, this new student I have to tutor, he makes me feel weird," I say. I always felt comfortable around Nurse Lexly. Probably because she reminds me of my mom. She always seems to understand me.
I enter the library and Julian is already sitting there, pencil out and ready for anything. Was he always this prepared? He looks up and when he sees me he smiles. I couldn't do anything but smile back.
This is my first story. I have planned a long experience so any ideas or tips would be greatly appreciated. Please send all feedback to andychives@yahoo.com. Thanks so much!
This story is about two young teens and their experiences. It is 100% fictionalized.
Chapter Two - The Library -------------------------
He looks at me smiling. I smile back. My heart warms. Something is going on. I can't put my finger on it. I can't deal with this right now. I just want to get this over with. This lame kid I got to tutor. I sit across from Julian and began working.
As we work he asks this pathetic questions to get to know me. How many brothers? What does your dad do for a living? Gosh can he just lay off.
Out of politeness, I answer him, "I don't have any siblings, and my dad is dead." He was going ask more dumb questions so I try to end his incessant questioning proactively by asking about his house.
Julian replies," Oh that, well my stepdad is really rich. He likes to spoil us and whatever. You know all I really want is a family. You know. My dad ran off; my family is torn. You know what I mean?"
I can't think of what to say. "I really don't. I lost my dad but my mum and me are great. We are a family weather or not we're torn."
"So why are you here, you know in tutoring, you must have skipped a bunch of grades? You are way too short to be in seventh grade." I say.
Julian replies with what seemed like a standard reply, he must get asked this a lot, "I didn't skip any grades, I'm just small for my age. I was born prematurely."
"So how old are you?"
"I'm 12! I just don't look it!" Julian says defensively.
With that he finished the last problem and shut his text book. "You wanna get out of here, I'm starved?" Julian asks.
"Fine, there's this Mexican restaurant over on 6th. It's not too far" I say. "You like Mexican?"
"I don't know, we just moved from Napa, there's not really much variance in culture there." Julian says. Wow a Cali boy. No wonder he's so tan.
"What! I can't believe you haven't had Mexican," I exclaim with the biggest shocked face. The librarian looks over. Guess I said that too loud.
"It's not that I haven't had it, I just haven't tried authentic Mexican food before. There a lot of things I like to try," Julian says as he smiles at me. I wonder if he what I think he means by that.
"So stepdad, huh?" I ask.
"Yeah my dad was a total jerk. My stepdad was our rescuer. My dad took off and my step dad was always a family friend. He loved us and cared for us as long as I can remember." Julian says so normally.
"So do you have any siblings? I ask, he was so crass with his questions, see how he like the third degree!
"Yeah, I have a brother, he is really distant though. Something happened now he won't talk to me."
I sense Julian is getting upset, so I change the subject. "So the mansion? How lucky!"
Julian says, "well it's whatever, I just want a family, like a real family, like yours. I could care less about the stuff. The way you talked about your dad and your `mum' makes me envy you" I sensed he was mocking me.
"What's wrong with the way I say mum?"
"Well you're not British right," he asks?
"Well my dad loved Briton and I was born there so yea! I guess so."
"Are you British in other ways?"
What does he mean by that? I'll just change the subject.
"So a mansion you must have a giant room." I say a bit condescendingly.
"I guess," Julian replies, "I mean like it has a regular sized, bathroom and a small walk in."
"An en suite! No way dude! We just have one bathroom in our house." I say.
Julian gives me a weird look.
After several questions later, we are only half way to the taco shop and Julian asks me if I have a girlfriend.
"Nah I say, I'm always too busy with school for a girlfrie....
I am interrupted by Julian, he lunges at me and kisses me! It was so wet and weird my stomach turned again. I push away, "What the hell?!," I yell!
"Sorry I thought that, I though you felt the same way, guess I was wrong, I'm just an idiot." Julian says. He runs off. In the distance I hear him cry. I stand there in shock. What just happened?!
This is my first story. I have planned a long experience so any ideas or tips would be greatly appreciated. Please send all feedback to andychives@yahoo.com. Thanks so much!
This story is about two young teens and their experiences. It is 100% fictionalized.
Chapter Three - The Fort ------------------------
I need to clear my head. We live far out away from the city, so there's lots of open desert. I don't know who built it but I found this wooden fort. Fort is a generous term, it's barely 5x5 no roof, just branches stacked walls. Well, I go there anytime I just need peace or space. This really was the worst day! I don't know what was going on. My heart was racing and I was so confused. I sat down and started to think. First about my tests, I wonder what I got. I wonder what brought Julian here. Why did he kiss me? Why did that have to be my first kiss? Why did he run off? Will I see him again? Does he like me? Does he love me? I like him. I wish he was my friend. Drop, drop, pour! Great now I'm soaked. I sprint for our house. Wait did I just wonder he liked me? Wait did I just admit to liking him? I open the door to our house. My mum greets me.
"Why are you soaked, let me get you fresh clothes" mum says. She hands me some fresh jeans, a polo and bright red American Eagle boxer briefs. "Here, I know you like these ones"
"MUM, you're embarrassing me!" I cry.
"Ok, ok, you're a big boy now you can handle this yourself." She says.
I get changed in to warmer clothes. I find dinner is already on the table.
"How was your day?" Mum asks.
"I miss Dad. I had those tests today, I don't think I did so well. I did meet a new student, his names Julian. He lives over in those mansions."
"Oh really," mum says, she starts to smile.
"I don't we'll be friends, he makes me feel weird, he might be gay or something," I say.
"Why do you...... before my mum can finish her sentence my phone rings
new message from unknown Hey it's Julian I just wanted to apologize, can you come over. I want to apologize in person.
reply Um ok? How did you get my number?
new message from Julian Well I'm a bit embarrassed, I was running back home and tripped right in front of the school. Nurse Lexly bandaged me up and talked to me, she made realize my feelings can't stop us from being friends, I need one and you need one. We have a lot of (1of2)
new message from Julian (2of2) interests in common. Like swimming, math.
reply Ok I'll be over soon.
"Sorry mum to run out on dinner, I gotta go" I wish my mum goodbye and head out the rain lifted so I arrive at Julian mansion dry. Julian is there at the gate. As he walks up they open as if magic. He has a remote. He thinks he so cool. I just want to get this apology over with and go home. His house is huge. His house splits into two sections. We go right, after what seems like an eternity we get to his room. Maybe I was just tired of walking, maybe his house was just that big. It has a full living room in his bedroom!
I ask, "What's down that hallway?" I point to the other side
"That's my brother's area."
Julian invites me to sit down and he begins apologizes profusely. He asks me to name whatever and he'll do it anything to make it up to me. Really I haven't had a friend in so long. I guess he was right, despite the money stuff, we do have lot in common.
I say, "You got a pool?"
He gives a well dah look as if who wouldn't have a pool. He leads the way. we get closer he picks out a set of trunks the same ones he wore early today at swim practice. It occurs to me that I don't have a pair of trunks. He says I can just swim in my boxer-briefs. I figure that I've seen more of him than he will of me so I oblige. Plus, an indoor pool, I never swam in one of those. Without any kind of warning, he takes off his shirt drop his shorts, he's just standing there naked. Does he think I can't see him? His abs. For such a small kid he was really well formed. His belly button. I feel light headed again. His foreskin? It bunches up in a bundle at the end. Extending some ways. Before I could get a good peak he pulls up his trunks. They are so skin tight I could still see the outline.
I've always wondered about foreskins. I was born abroad, my dad felt there want' any reason to have me circumcised. I just always thought everyone else was circumcised, all the swim team is. I wonder why he's not.
There was something different about Julian, he made me feel happy. Before I finished my thought he shoves me into the water. Cannonballing in after, we play. Almost an hour later my phone rings. It was my mum worrying about me. I tell her I'm fine and just at a friend's. Julian gives me a smile.
We get out and dry off. Julian gives me a towel to wear while my clothes dry.
"So have you ever been to a cabin before," Julian asks me.
"No, never, why do you ask."
"My dad wants to get one. Somewhere up north." Julian says.
"I should probably head home," I say as I get dressed.
"Well you are welcome over anytime, what I did was not ok, I'm sorry. I should have considered your feelings first." Julian says.
"It's ok, Julian, everything is in the past now. I can't be mad about that."
I am so hurried to get home I feel like I forgot something. Something important. Phone yes, jacket yes, wait what ever happened to my wet boxers? I totally forgot to grab them from the dryer. Oh crap! I left them there.
When I get home I go straight to bed. After the long stressful day, I fall right asleep. I wake to a sopping wet blanket. I had a wet dream about Julian. I really was liking him. Damn. He makes me so happy.
The next morning is school again. I walk to school so happy I almost don't even notice the person in my fort. I march up the hill, ready to give him what for for being in my fort! It's Julian. But there's something different about him. He's wearing my bright red American Eagle boxer-briefs from last night. I can see them peeking out over his skinny jeans. He really did like me. And I liked him. I finally realize my heart wasn't sinking in sickness, it was sinking in love. As he turns around his sparkling green eyes stare into my soul. He might have the perky smile he had yesterday but I couldn't help myself.
I lean in and grab the waistband of my underwear, and run my hand up his back. I embrace him, and kiss him. My heart leapt. He pulls into the kiss. Wow how passionate. We breakaway. He's now beaming with a giant smile
"Julian, I didn't know how I felt when you first kissed me, but now I do. I want to be more than just friends." I say, "Julian I wa...
"Julian, I'm not Julian. I'm Jaxson"