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Illuminated : Chapter 1
My name is Helion. I'm 17 and in my junior year/ 11th grade in High School, Phoenix High to be precise. I'm 6 feet/ 183 cm slightly muscular, but a little flabby around the middle because of my recent injury. I have light green eyes and a "mischievous" smile according to my best friend Margot, but you'll meet her later. My skin colour is somewhere between olive and golden brown. I have ear-long raven hair with just enough curl to make mornings interesting.
"Helion Solaris get down here immediately!"
"I'm coming, mother!" I sigh and wipe the sleep from my eyes.
As I walk over to my closet I groan and stretch while little H peeks out above the waistband of my neon green briefs. I look down," You better behave yourself today. We were almost caught yesterday." At 6,5 inches I was quite happy with him.
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You see we have this teacher at our school, well not any teacher- The Teacher, Mr Strauss. Dark blue eyes, Mediterranean looks and an ample helping of muscle, not like a bulging bodybuilder, just enough for you to appreciate the perfect bubble butt lovingly concealed by his pants. A voice that gives you an instant erection even when he drones on about chemicals and physics, yes smart too.
Anyway what happen was quite exciting. I don't do that well in Physical Science (Combination of Chemistry and Physics), not because I'm stupid but because I daydream of passionate nights filed with me ridding him for hours and him painfully slowly making love to me...
So he asked to stay behind after class yesterday as it was one of my more imaginative days.
"What's wrong Helion? You have been out of it recently and your grades are slipping. You used to be a mostly A student with one B here and there." He says as he sits down behind his desk.
"Well..., Mr S. I have a lot on my mind since the injury and the diagnosis." I said, well it's slightly true I do think about that sometimes.
"I thought that the geneticists said the abnormality was harmless and only superficial" he says with real concern. So sexy...
"Yeah I guess, It's just this on top of being gay. It's making me the face of being different." I shift as little H rises because of Mr S's concern.
"Nothing wrong with being different and you'll make a lovely face for 'being different' as you say." he says smiling.
That did it. I was at full attention and squirming in my seat now.
"Thanks" I manage to croak out. "Can I go now, sir?"
"Yes" He says and I bolt out yelling something about being late for a check-up.
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So I head downstairs with my new navy jeans (not skinny-leg) just form fitting and a coral blue polo shirt and some black Tomy sneakers.
"About time" My mom says as I kiss her on the cheek. "You need to be quick. I'll take you to school, your dad took Apolla."
As I sit and eat my muesli let me tell you about my family. We're the end product of generations of racial mixing. At 5'11, dark middle back length hair with light brown skin my mother is the product of Japanese and Middle-Eastern ancestry. At 6'5 bright blue eyes and olive skin, my dad is the product of Serbian and Portuguese ancestry. My younger sister (4 years) and I look a lot alike except she has blue eyes and short black hair with bangs like an anime character.
"Let's go honey" she is almost outside already. "Okay mom."
I notice that is a lovely day out, there are birds chirping the sun is bright and there is this light, fragrant, caressing breeze playing about my nose.
We get in the Audi and drive off. Mom was once a model and at 39 she is now a designer/interior designer and dad (42) is a chemical engineer, so we were okay in terms of money.
My High School may surprise you though. You see while my parents had money they made my sister and I grow up relatively normally: public school, no car until 19 and half has to be paid by yours truly, no extravagant parties or vacations, just a normal middle class upbringing.
I chose Phoenix High because of one thing...boys- Just kidding. It has a great sport program and cultural activities and an awesome academic record- Yep I'm a nerd.
As we pull up to the gates I spot Margot getting out of their benz, her parents are a little more flashy. My mom honks and Margot waves. I kiss mom on the cheek and get out.
"Bye, have fun at work!" I shout at her and she honks in response as she drives off.
"Hey cuteness, You look quite sexy today" Margot says with rolling eyebrows, "Is it for one Mr Shaun Strauss?"
"Ha Ha very funny." I say making a face in her direction. She has known I was gay from 8th grade when she saw me looking at her older brother, more like gawking and she knows about my crush on Mr S. She is 5"6 of pure sass and has no fears. Natural blond hair and grey eyes a warm smile. She is what people call a bombshell.
She knows I am horribly shy and blush very easily so she has fun tormenting me. As we walk up the stairs to the main building the bell rings. She has Chem first and I have Advanced Math- wonderful. So we part ways
"See you at lunch." We say almost simultaneously. I grin, we tend to do that.
As I near room 305 I spot someone I haven't seen before. A tall guy with short brown hair and glasses. He looks lost. I don't know why the school just doesn't hand out maps to new kids. My heart flutters. He has a beautiful face. I stop at the end of the hall and stare at him, he has a plain black shirt on with grey jeans and sneakers.
I have to walk past him to get into class. So suck it up. The halls are filling up with people now all of them buzzing about the beating we got from Central High on the rugby field and soccer pitch the only exception being football where we won by 3.
As walk down the hall I feel his eyes on me and I speed up, almost past him...
"Uh, Sorry..." Dammit I thought I would make it. I turn around...
"Hi" I smile tentatively.
"Can you please help me. I'm new here. I'm trying to get to 11th grade Chemistry." he smiles nervously. Look at those dimples, oh god.
"Yeah, okay uhm...You need to go down this hall to the second flight of stairs on you left." I say as I point in the general direction.
"Then you go the second floor and turn right. It's the third door to your right across from the auditorium." I say while turned away from him.
"Thank you, my name is Thomas" He shouts while jogging down the hall.
I didn't say anything back and just ducked in class. I took my usual seat third row from the back near the window. Classes flew by and suddenly it was lunch.
I went out to our usual hangout near the tennis courts and waited for Margot. I lay down and cover my face enjoying the warm summer sun. So now my mind keeps wandering to gymnastics and tennis and how I haven't been able to train for a while. A couple of moments pass and I hear her coming with someone whose voice I don't recognize, but sounded familiar. I look up and see Bill Harris, student council president walking with her. That's odd...
"No, you ask him yourself." Margot says with that finality that I only hear when she is really irritated.
"Okay, uh uhm...Hi Helion." Bill says as I get up. "I was wondering if you would please do an interview for the school newspaper about your genetic thing?"
"Uh I have to think about it. I kind of don't like the idea, but I'll get back to you is that okay?" I ask tentatively.
He gives me a weird look and smiles," Okay thanks. Bye." He goes back to his friends as Margot taps her foot on the grass.
"You are such a heartbreaker, Mr Solaris" she says satisfied.
"Why?" I ask and lay back down.
"He obviously wants a piece of the resident school hottie"
"Ha come on he's straight and I am hardly the school 'hottie'. I think we both know that honour belongs to you Mrs Le Roux."
"Aw thanks flattery so cliché." I make a face at her. "That's not what Bella says. She says she saw him drive down to the gay club scene last Friday."
I've never thought about him in that way. I mean he is the gorgeous all American boy, perfect in every way. Anyway the bell rang so we went to classes.
At least she also has biology now so we will be together.
"Good morning class. We have new student today," Mrs Pavlova announced in her thick Russian accent. That guy from this morning came into the room.
"Hi sexy," one of the sluts in class Bella Thornton shout out. He blushes deep red even his ears turn red. So cute.
"Enough Bella, Mr Eros take a seat anywhere."
With my luck he obviously walks over to the empty seat in front of me and Margot. I pretend to fascinated with mitosis.
"Oh Hi Thomas," Margot says next to me making me look up.
Our eyes meet and I feel weird again. I smile and look down again.
"Uhm Hi. You helped me this morning right?" he asks and I peek up from my book and nod. "I didn't get your name."
"It's Helion" I say smiling slightly.
"Wow that's cool. It's derived from Greek Helios for sun?"
"Yeah" I say now blushing again.
Class continues and he keeps glancing at me while Margot looked very pleased, I wonder why?
As we leave she catches up to me and we walk to the gates together.
"Someone is going to be a heartbreaker this year," she whispers in my ear.
"Oh please, spare me." I say somewhat preoccupied.
"Two boyfriends in one day. I always knew you were a closet slut," she laughed and I joined in. She always knew how to make me feel better." Come on it will be fine. The doctors said you would be okay."
"I know I just want today to be over. This check-up should just be over."
We reach the gate and I spot my mom. "See you tomorrow loudmouth"
"Toodles heartbreaker." I roll my eyes and wave to her mom.
My mom smiles as I get into the car.
"Are you ready honey?"
"Yeah mom."
My mom pulls out of the school parking lot. We get on the freeway/autobane/snelweg and head towards the outskirts of the city. We reach GENTech. Laboratories and we pull up to the intercom.
"State the nature of you visit," a computerized voice says.
"This is Mrs Solaris with her son to see Dr Strumpher."
"Welcome, you may proceed."
As my mom drives up the pathway I marvel at the architecture of the building- Pure recycled materials in the shape of a double helix. It looks as if it's made of just glass - awesome. She parks in the visitors section and as we get out of the car I spot Dr Strumpher, a short man about, thin and very, very grey jumping up and down. As we near him and the main entrance he calls out...
"Welcome back!" he shakes our hands vigorously. "It is good to see you again. Shall we go right to the tests and just talk through the details?" Mother and I just nod and he speeds through the main entrance and we struggle to keep with him.
"So what we've have found is most intriguing. But first the concussion you suffered at the gymnastics competition has left no damage according to the hospital records so that's very good, however the anomaly they detected has been confirmed by our laboratories."
He says as he makes a left and I finally notice the beautiful design of the interior of the building 'Modern, but beautifully functional' I could hear mom comment when she's in designer mode.
"Yes, so the real reason you're here today is to discuss the extent of the mutation and the implications on you Helion." He stops and goes into a room marked 'Test Area 1'. Everywhere there is some machine on or buzzing.
"Please be take a seat," He motions us to two surprisingly comfortable chairs near the centre of the room.
"Long story short. Helion you have a unique mutati... well we are not quite sure if it is a mutation, but you have two whole extra chromosomes in your DNA profile and they appear to have no detrimental effect on you whatsoever." He says smiling brightly at me.
"But shouldn't we have known from birth if there was something different about him?" my mother asks.
"Ah yes, it appears as though they are now fully forming as your son reaches biological maturity. Which is quite amazing. So we just want some brain scans to see if there is anything abnormal about his activity that may indicate some subconscious control of the mutation."
"Okay" I say. I'm not even sure what to think anymore.
Dr Strumpher hooks me up to the machines and gives me a sedative. The last thing I hear is him telling mom that she can wait outside...
THIRD PERSON POV:
As Helion's mother leaves the doctor sits down at the control panel. All the boys' vitals are normal and suddenly there is a spike in neural activity. The doctor stares at it and shrugs it off as nothing. He continues to monitor the screen for about 30 min and there it is again.
"Quite interesting," he mumbles. He enlarges the brain map and studies the wave fluctuations closely...
"What that is impossible!" He puts his glasses on and goes to his standard charts. "How can that be?" He goes back to the control panel.
"Yes it's true," he gawks at the results as the boy begins to wake.
END OF POV
I wake up and see Dr Strumpher looking me funny.
"What happened? Dr what's wrong?" I start panicking.
"Nothing Helion, let me get your mother." He says unconvincingly.
He lets mother in and she looks at me in way as to ask if I'm okay, I shrug.
"Well things have changed a bit. What we've told you, about there not being any effects on you, is wrong. It appears as though... and there is no other logical explanation, as though your brain activity is increasing beyond normal levels." He says folding his hands on his desk.
"What does that mean?" I ask now more scared. Now I am even more of a weirdo, first gay now a fucking brain-thing.
"It appears that you functioning at a rate that would indicate possible cerebral failure meaning that your body should not be able to function because the number of neurons firing in your brain is 5 times the norm." He say getting a that funny look again. " Are you sure you're okay my boy?"
"Yea-"
A skull cracking pain rips through my head and I fall to the floor. I writhe and convulse feeling as though I'm dying. There are white and dark patches pulsing and flashing in front of my eyes and my head is pounding. I hear mom screaming and the Dr calling emergency services and then...
Pure white everywhere. The pain is gone. I am on my back. I'm lying on something and not lying on something. I look around the room has no windows and there is silver door to my left. It's warm and comfortable almost perfect. My clothes are gone and I only have some Greek/Roman skirt thing on, barely past my crotch.
"Good morning." a soft, beautiful, echoing voice tickles my ears. I look around to find the source but see nothing. I cannot tell if is it's a man or a woman. "Please come through the door young one."
The end?
I don't know. If there is no response I will know writing is not for me and will end the story.
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