Hey everyone, I hope that all are well after the unbelievable acts of destruction that happened so recently. For anyone that is reading this from the east coast, my heart goes out to you. Thank everyone who sent me e-mails about my first few chapters, I loved them. And now on to my regular stuff, then the continuing story.
A story I REALLY think you should read is by my favorite writer. Just go to celebrity then boy-bands and click on the title Life With Justin, it's such a great story.
Well first I guess I should throw in all the regular crud. If your under eighteen (21 in some places) this site aint fer yer little eye's. Also for all those peeps who find this stuff distasteful or "wrong", than why are you here? Leave before you read something you don't want to. Finally, for all those who do read on and see things you don't want to, I am not responsible for that, you have been warned.
This is a work of complete fiction, nothing in it has happened. Anything that is in anyway like a real situation or person is completely coincidental. I can't stress this enough,this aint real.
After being dropped at school 45 minutes before class' started, I decided to go visit my English teacher from last year. I found her class, crept in silently, as she was huddled over her computer. I silently came up behind her, leaned near her left ear, and whispered, "Boo!"
"AGH!!!" she let out a blood curdling scream, and jumped up sending me falling to my ass laughing. "You little shit!" she said coming over and smacking me on the upper arm.
"Is everything ok in here" the teacher next door came running into the room, his face pale and concerned.
"Everything is fine Brian, this was my favorite student last year. Notice the use of the word was." She was now laughing, I was still laughing uncontrollably on the floor.
"Ok, I'll leave now." He walked out the door, and my laughing fit slowly ended.
"Don't ever do that to me again! I almost had a heart attack." She sat back down at her desk and returned to her computer.
"How was your summer Miss Tyler?" I said sitting at the students desk nearest her desk.
"Good, I finally got my own place, and a boy friend. I'm notsure how serious it is, but he's a fox!" Ms. Tyler was only 25, and good looking for a woman, good figure, nice chest. But I digress. "How was yours?" she said starting to take a sip of coffee.
"I fell in love." I got I nice mouth full of coffee sprayed into my face.
"WHAT! Who, what does she look like? Does she go here?" She came around the desk and leaned back on it, passing me a napkin to wipe the coffee of my face.
"College freshman, gorgeous, most beautiful smile ever!" I said beaming.
"What's her name?" she asked, smiling uncontrollably. In my Jr. year I spent all my free school time with her, I didn't get along well with the other students. She was the nicest person in the world as far as I was concerned.
"Not until I get the dish on your "Fox."" I said.
"Well, you said you took Digital Photography last year right?" she said making sure not to look me straight in the face.
"Yeah..." then it hit me. "MR. COLESON!?!?" I was shocked. She looked to the floor a little to the right of where she was standing. "No way."
"Brent and I started going out a little after the summer started." She has a pale complexion, so she turned the funniest shade of crimson. I started laughing uncontrollably.
"Is this Ms. Tyler's class?" Came a sheepish voice. One of Ms. Tylers new students. A very cute male Jr.
"Yeah," I replied. "This is Ms. Tyler. I'll leave you two to get acquainted." I stood and started towards the door.
"Oh no you don't, not until you tell me about the little hussy that stole my teachers pet." She smiled wickedly at me, and then directed her attention to her new student. "Uh, I don't have a seating chart as of yet, you can stow your stuff anywhere and that'll be your spot until we figure out where everyone will go."
I started getting uncomfortable. "Uh, cute, 19, and goes to State." I told her mostly the truth.
"When did you meet." She inquired, pulling her chair from behind her desk and coming around to sit by the desk I was at.
"Uh, earlier this summer. We started going out about a week ago. Right after my friend got shot." I was a little apprehensive.
"Well, that's nice." She said looking into my eyes. I knew she knew I was avoiding something.
"Oh, I got you a card." I fished around my already cluttered back pack, and pulled out a plain white envelope. "Here."
"Oh Blake," her face lit up. She pulled the card out. "Thank yo... Uh." She looked at the card in shock. I looked at it in confusion.
"That's not the card I got you." I was really confused now. She closed the card.
"No, it's the card Johnny got for you." The color drained from my face. I took the card and opened it. I wanted to puke.
"You were right. He does have a beautiful smile. Among other things." That was it. I slumped down in my chair and wanted to die.
She leaned forward. "Don't worry, I wont tell anyone. Just, keep the picture in your bag." She was smiling. We suddenly remembered the new student, but he had his headphones on. "And I'm pretty sure he wont tell anyone." We both laughed. At least I know what the click was on the phone. "So, can I have my card now?"
"Oh, sorry." I fished back into my backpack, and pulled her card out.
"No naked guys, right?" she smiled.
"Hardy har har. Just read yours, while I read mine." I had a huge smile on, nothing between me and her changed. I was loving this. I opened my card, and snook the picture of Johnny in the buff into me back pack. I read what the card said.
"I hope you have a great first day. I also wanted you to have a great pin-up for your locker. I can't wait to taste your lips again. Love always, Johnny."
"Aw, thank you so much for the card." I almost forgot about Ms. Tyler.
"Your welcome, but his card is better." I smiled.
"Yeah, but if you put a naked picture of you self in mine, I'd have to give you a semester of detention." We both laughed, and talked. Then the bell rang, and I was off to class. Although I did have to carry my back pack in front of me, because of the picture of Johnny.
School seemed unusually long, and I finally found myself in the city bus back towards downtown and the love of my life. I jumped off the bus and made my way towards the burger joint. I entered, and quickly took a seat, and waited for him to service me. I had about 45 minutes before my shift at work started, so I just wanted a quick bite, and a chance to turn Johnny's face that nice shade of red again.
"What can I get you sir?" came his sultry voice.
I looked at him and just wanted to savor the look on his face. "I had a card, in my bag, in a white envelope for my English teacher from last year, guess which card she ended up with?" his face turned bright red, AND HE FAINTED!!!
"Johnny?" I said, kneeling next to him. "Are you ok?" He slowly came to, as a waitress rushed over, and asked the same thing.
"I think he should take a break now." I guided him to the seat across from mine. "Can you get him a cup of soda water or something?"
"Yeah." She rushed back to the fountain dispenser for a soda.
"Did you get in trouble?" he whispered, I couldn't help but laugh.
"No, she thinks you're cute though, I have to agree." I had him laughing as the waitress came up.
"Thanks Lana." He smiled.
"No problem." She smiled as she walked away.
"Bitch." I mumbled when she was out of range.
"Blake! Why'd you say that?" he was shocked.
"She wants you. You're mine. She can't have you." I put on a pouty face.
"No worries there." He smiled at me.
"Better not be, I'd hate to be forced to break those pretty little legs of yours. I'm so excited about tonight. I've never felt for anyone the way I feel for you." I was blushing as I said this, I couldn't see myself but could feel the warmth in my face.
"The feelings mutual, now go to work!" He said in a parental voice.
"But I'm hungry!" I whined.
"Fine, I'll go grab you a Boca Burger. Hey, how can you eat those, they're nasty." He got up and as he started for the kitchen to get the food, I grabbed his wrist.
"I said I'm hungry, I never said I wanted food." With a wink, I stood and left the restaurant. I never actually turned to check, but I knew that if I had, I would see a look of shock on his face.
I decided to start a little early, and take an extended break so I could get some actual food, so I headed straight to my register for the night and started counting the base fund. Tom was scheduled for his first shift since the attack, and I knew he wanted to know what was up with us.
I'm not getting a lot of feed back, so I may drop the story. I have an idea for another, but do like these characters. Please let me knowwhat you guy's think, other wise the next chapter will be the last. Write me.
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