This is my first story that has chapters! My other stories are Hayden's Story and Gavin's Got Game, they're here under the High School section, I also have a story called The After Party, which is under the college section. If you like this story then you should check them out because there are some similarities except this one doesn't have sex. So if that's what you were looking for I'm sorry. My shorter stories may have sex but this story will contain no sex, there may be references to sex, but I will not go into detail.
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"Come on Spencer! I need your help in here! The Glovers' will be here soon!" My mom shouted as I sat on the couch and ate chips.
"Mom! You're acting like they're gonna leave if the house isn't spotless and the food isn't on the table!"
"I don't care. I want to be a good host so your ass needs to get in here and help."
I sighed and slowly got off the couch. I went into the kitchen and helped my mom get the lasagna out to the dining room table. I then had to prepare the salad; Mom refuses to use store-bought salad, it's too un-host-like; she wants it to be fresh and homemade. I tried to tell her that she needed to get Megan down here. But like always, Megan was nowhere to be found when there was work to do.
I used the wooden salad tongs and tossed the mixture of lettuce, tomatoes, carrots, cucumbers, croutons, and whatever else Mom told me to throw in there. I pretended to be working diligently so Mom would leave me alone. Thankfully it worked. Mom went on to finish the bread sticks, get drinks, and set up the table for our five guests plus us; we have a huge-ass table because Mom likes to have people over, even though we haven't had guests in a long time.
Finally the bell rang and I ran to go answer it. Mom nearly started to cry and hurried to finish everything. She then threw the apron and oven mitts into the drawer and did last minute touch-ups to her hair and dress. I opened the door and there stood Mason and the rest of the Glovers.
"I hope we aren't too early." Mason's mom said.
"You're just on time." My mom said as she came to the door. "We just finished setting everything on the table. I hope you all like lasagna."
Mason's dad laughed. "This family eats anything. Lasagna happens to be one of our favorites though."
The whole family entered. Mason's mom had a dish in her hands. "I know you said to not bring anything, but I just had to make my out-of-this-world brownies for dessert."
My mom facepalmed. "I'm actually very glad you made your brownies. I forgot all about making dessert with rushing to get dinner done. I was planning on making sundaes of some sort so if you don't mind, we could have brownies AND ice cream for dessert."
"That sounds perfect. Let me just go set this in the kitchen." The moms then went into the kitchen.
"Mason, you all can go ahead into the dining room; hopefully you know where it's at." I said to Mason. "I have to go get Megan."
"Okay, you better hurry up. I'm sure the moms will be dying if you're not down in a minute or so." He laughed. I left them to go get Megan. I overheard Mr. Glover complimenting the house and Garret saying that the lasagna smelled yummy.
"Megan, the food is done and the Glovers are here." I said as I lightly tapped on her door.
"Coming." I waited for her because she normally went back to whatever she was doing before I interrupted her.
It took her only about a minute to open the door and follow me downstairs. Everyone was seated at the table. There were only two spots open; one between Mason and Garret and the other between Mom and Mrs. Glover. I went and sat beside Mason, obviously. He smiled at me when I sat down.
"Do you all normally say grace before you eat?" Mom asked the Glovers.
"Shamefully no. We do on Easter, Thanksgiving, and Christmas though." Mason's dad said.
"Same here. So, do you want to dig in now?"
"If not now, I'm sure Mason over there will use his hands to get his food." Everyone laughed at that, even Mason.
Since the Glovers were the guests, Mom made sure each of them had gotten food before the McAlisters got food. The first part of the dinner conversation was Mason's mom and dad complimenting my mom on her cooking. Alex and Garret smiled and giggled between each other, Alex then spoke up and complimented mom's food for ? the both of them. Mason also gave her compliments, to which mom acted like he had complimented her looks; I swear if she were younger she'd make sure Mason was my dad.
"So, how did you two meet?" My mom asked the Glovers.
"We were friends for a very long time." Mrs. Glover started to say.
"I never told her how I felt so I had to watch her go through all her high school boyfriends." Mason's dad said.
Mrs. Glover slapped him on the upper arm. "I only dated two guys in high school." She then returned to the story. "Well, the second and last boyfriend I had in high school ended up getting me...you know." Mom nodded; I hope she actually got it and I wouldn't have to explain it to her later. "When I told him, he accused me of cheating and broke up with me."
"And that's where I swooped in, sorta. After she left her parents' house to go to college, she needed a babysitter. At the time I was living off my parents' money and told her I could take care of Mason while she worked and went to college. He's the only reason why I wasn't in college. Of course Linda didn't know this, she thought that I was milking everything I could get from my parents. When she graduated, I proposed to her and told her everything."
"That's so sweet." Mom said.
"How did you and your husband meet?" Mrs. Glover asked.
"Danny and I met while I was at the mall with some friends; it was my 21st birthday and I was getting some clothes to go party the night away. Danny was one of the cashiers at one of the stores. He asked me what the occasion was and I told him. I then invited him; I had a feeling he was special. He came to the party and we got to know each other a little better. We then started dating and got married after a year and a half. We had Megan less than a year after we married. Spencer came soon after. Danny was in the military and one day he was called to go overseas. That was the last time I saw him."
"I'm so sorry for your loss." Mrs. Glover said.
"He didn't die. He fell in love with another woman at basic training. He mailed me a letter telling me the news and said he hadn't done anything with her to disrespect our marriage. Even though he left me for another woman, I trusted him and we had a simple divorce. We agreed I'd have the house, kids, and everything here, his new wife had everything they'd need and he didn't want to hurt me. It was hard telling Megan that Daddy wasn't coming back but she soon accepted it, I think that's when she become stone cold as she is today. Spencer was okay with it since Danny left when he wasn't even two yet."
"That's so sad. Does he ever visit?"
"He came two years ago. But neither Spencer nor Megan had anything to do with him so he hasn't came back since. He finally realized the damage he caused to Megan and me and that he was never there for Spencer so he didn't need Danny."
"Have you ever tried dating?" Mr. Glover asked.
"Yes. It doesn't work though. I'm not going back out on the market until Spencer and Megan are gone for college."
"This may sound weird, but I have some friends who are single. If you ever change your mind I could help set you up on a date. Trust me, these men aren't strange, they're pretty normal." The adults laughed.
The topic quickly changed after that, we talked about Mason's football, Megan's scholarships to some in-state schools, and some other things. Thankfully, my love life never came up, Mom was actually very...normal that night and didn't try embarrassing me or Megan.
"Mason, sweetie. I know this may sound too childish, but would you like to stay over? I'm sure your parents wouldn't mind and I'm sure Spencer would like to have someone over." Good ole mom; ruining my life piece by piece.
Mason turned towards his parents. "We don't mind at all. The only thing is that you'll be stuck here 'til one of us comes to pick you up. You can't run off." Mason's mom said.
"That's okay. I don't think I want to run from Spencer anyway. I do, however, need some clothes to put on for tomorrow and tonight." Mason said. I was shocked that he actually wanted to stay.
"I'll be back by tonight then." Mason's dad said. "I have to run to the store later anyway. Garret forgot to tell me about a project he needs to take in to school Monday morning." He ruffled Garret's hair and Garret blushed.
"Thank you for staying Mason." Mom said. She crouched down to Alex and Garret's level. "It was nice meeting the two of you. I hope I made the food yummy enough for you."
"You did. Thanks." Alex said with a smile. Garret blushed and turned away.
Mom then stood back. "I hope we can do this again some time. I love having guests over and you all seem to be some of the best guests I've had over lately."
"As long as you cook like that again, we'll be over here in a heartbeat." Mason's dad said, causing everyone to laugh.
"Maybe we can get together Christmas?" Mrs. Glover said. "I would say Thanksgiving but we already have plans for then."
"Christmas sounds good. You all are coming over early though so I will have some extra hands to help me make all the food we'll need." Mom said.
"We'd have it no other way." Mrs. Glover said. After everyone said goodbye and got their final words in to each other, the Glovers, excluding Mason left.
Megan sighed and returned to her fuck-the-world attitude and went back upstairs. Mom had me and Mason help her clean up the dining room and kitchen. Normally I would complain the whole time, but Mason was there to help and he made it a little more fun.
"Thank you for helping me, boys." My mom said when we finished cleaning.
"You're welcome Ms. McAlister. I should be the one thanking you for having my family over and for letting me stay the night."
"You know you're allowed to come over here whenever you want. I want you to be more like a son than my son's friend."
"Thanks Mom." I said sarcastically. Mason and I laughed.
"You know what I meant, baby. I'd have both of you as sons."
Mason and I told my mom good night and went up to my room. It felt a little awkward because Mason has never been up to my room. Daniel, Kurt, and even Trey have been up here, but because Mason seemed to be scared to be seen with me in public, I never thought he'd like to be stuck with me.
"So, what do you have to do?" Mason asked as he shut my door behind him.
"Umm...a couple video games and my laptop."
"What games do you have?"
For the next hour and a half, Mason and I played games on my Wii. For the most part, Mason kicked my ass at video games. There were a few, however, that I dominated him at. Mason also happens to be a sore loser so every time I would be winning, he'd "accidentally" knock me over or unplug my controller. I'd still kick his ass at those few games I was better than him at though. My mom did come up once and handed Mason his bag of clothes. Excluding that, Mason and I were undisturbed the whole night.
"You cheated." Mason said as I turned my Wii off.
"You're the one who cheated. I played by the rules."
"Nooo. I told you from the very beginning, the new rule is that I always win because I'm not a happy loser."
"You seem pretty happy right now."
Mason then frowned. "No I'm not."
"Come on, Grumpy. We need to get ready for bed. We can do something else after we're all changed and whatever."
Mason grabbed his bag. "I'll knock on the door before I re-enter, just in case your slow ass is still changing." Mason left the room and I sighed. Mason really wasn't that different from anyone else I've had over; the thing is that I know he likes me and I think he's really attractive. Another thing is that I'm technically his cousin. I live in California, not some southern redneck who thinks it's okay to sleep with relatives. By the way I was just using a stereotype, I don't think every southerner is a redneck who sleeps with relatives.
I got up off my bed and stripped off my shirt and pants. I grabbed my bed pants and slipped them on. Normally I would sleep like this, but Mason is over and I'm really self conscious so I grabbed a t-shirt that was loose fitting and I never wore.
Mason knocked on the door right as I slipped the shirt over my head. "Come in!" I shouted.
He entered my room. "What happened to your stomach?" He asked as he entered.
"It's nothing."
I then noticed that he was shirtless. He was wearing a pair of shorts and that was it. Mason's chest and abs and every other part of his body is the definition of sexy. I think he noticed I was staring because he smiled. "Do you normally wear that to sleep?" He asked.
"No. I was just...I didn't think... I'm shy."
"You know I won't make fun of you. I'm your friend, dude." He said as he sat down on my bed. I was still standing up near my dresser.
"Actually...Megan has told me that when you would hang around Jordan and Isabella, you would insult me, calling me a faggot, saying you didn't want to be around me, and other things like that." I don't know where that came from, but it just came out.
Mason sat up on the bed and sighed. I could see that he felt hurt. "I'll admit that I did. I was just...I'm an idiot, okay? I was more worried about being popular than having real friends. Honestly, I apologize. I hope you can take me back." Throughout this beginning, Mason looked like he was going to cry, so I knew that he was seriously sorry.
"Hmm...I guess I'll take you back." I couldn't help but take his apology. I mean, I've known about it for a long time now and I've been okay with it.
Mason opened his arms for me to come over to him. "Come here and give Daddy a hug."
"Sorry but if I hugged you I'd smell like you and I don't want to smell like ass."
Mason got off my bed and quickly came over and hugged me tight. My reflexes are so slow that I never even tried getting out of the way. I did, however, struggle to get out of his grasp, but my resisting was futile, Mason is much stronger than me.
He picked me up off the ground in the hugging position, my face was jammed against his chest, I really didn't mind this position, and he carried me over to the bed. He threw me onto it and climbed on top of me and sat on my stomach. "So, what do you usually wear to bed?"
"I normally sleep naked but..."
"Then let me get you naked." Mason started to pull my shirt off.
"I was kidding! Don't do it! Please!"
Mason stopped and smiled. "Tell me what you normally wear to bed then."
"A winter coat?"
"Spencer." Mason said with a puppy dog face.
"Fine. Just bed pants. You happy?"
"Yeah." Mason then continued pulling off my shirt. He threw it over towards the dresser and examined my chest. I tried hiding it, but his feet were on my hands so I wasn't able to move. "You lied to me."
"Huh?"
"The line on your stomach. You said I was just seeing things." Across my stomach was a scar from where I was beat up.
"I don't like talking about it. It's the only scar I have from it." I was looking away from him because he sounded hurt. I then felt something cold on my stomach. I looked up at Mason and he was crying. Like, legit crying.
Mason wiped the tears away. "Sorry. It's just...I wanted to be there to help you. I've been there a couple of times to help you, but this was something huge and I was busy being a dumbass and hanging around Isabella. If only I could have manned up and hung around you, I could've prevented you from being hurt."
"It's okay, Mason. Don't blame yourself for what happened to me. It's not like you're the one who hurt me."
Mason crawled off of me and lay down. "I know. Can we go to bed now? I don't think I can stay up much longer."
"Yeah. Where do you want to sleep?"
Mason lifted up the covers to my bed and pulled me under with him. "Right here." He wrapped his arm around me, pulled my back towards his chest, held me.
"Okay." I turned my lamp off and placed my glasses on the side table. I could still hear Mason crying a little and I felt bad. I soon heard him breathing deeply and knew he was asleep. He pulled me into him a little tighter. I soon fell asleep in this position. At that moment, I knew I could see myself being with Mason in the long run.
"So, I'm thinking about bringing Brennan into town today. I really haven't got to hang out with my little cousin since I've moved here." Mason said as we ate eggs, bacon, sausage, and biscuits for breakfast. Mom woke up extra early to surprise us. Sadly, she came to wake us up and found the two of us intertwined.
"That's nice."
"You wanna come with us? I'm sure your make-out buddy would love to see you again."
I nearly choked on my food. "What?"
"My uncle told me what he saw when he went to see if you all wanted something to drink. I didn't think you or him were that bold." Mason said nonchalantly. Thankfully my mom and Megan were nowhere to be found when he said this.
"It didn't start out that way. He wanted to kiss because he thought I was cute, even though I'm not, and the small kiss became that. We weren't going to go any further."
Mason laughed. "First off, you are cute. Secondly, it's okay. I just want you to be careful. You're lucky my uncle was okay with finding his son swapping spit with another dude. I don't think the people at the mall are going to be as accepting so you'll have to hold back, cousin."
"Shut up. I hate you."
Mason couldn't help but laugh. "I'm sorry. But seriously, I'm okay with you and him. He's sweet and normally not as slutty as you."
I threw a piece of bacon at Mason. He, however, caught it and ate it. "I hate you even more now."
Mason and I finished eating and went upstairs to change. "Do you have any body spray? I don't really feel like showering this morning."
"You mean you shower? I wonder why you always smell like ass then."
"Shut up."
I tossed him my body spray. It was the Axe chocolate stuff. "Damn, I'm gonna have to fight you and all the ladies off with this stuff. It also explains the whole you and Brennan thing. He was trying to eat you, not make out with you."
"Go change."
Mason laughed and dropped his shorts right there. I wasn't looking when he dropped his shorts so when I turned around to ask him something, I was greeted with the sight of one of the sexiest guys in the school in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs . "I hope you don't mind, but I'm too lazy to go to the bathroom." Mason said nonchalantly. "Could you please turn around while I change out of these underpants?"
I didn't say anything and turned around. Being a teenager, the image of Mason taking off his boxer briefs entered my head. I then realized I didn't have to imagine, there was a mirror right in front of me. In less than half a second, my brain and heart battled over what I should do, my heart won and I looked into the mirror. I saw exactly what I wanted to see. I went to look back down and I noticed that Mason was smiling at me in the mirror.
I quickly looked at my feet and blushed. "Did you enjoy the sneak peek?"
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom and change." I grabbed the clothes I set out before I went downstairs to eat, closed my eyes, and turned to leave. You would think I would be able to navigate through my room with my eyes closed, but somehow I went towards Mason. The hand I had out in front of me to keep myself from running into anything placed itself on Mason's chest. I sighed in relief that it didn't go any farther down.
"Here," Mason said as he grabbed my hand. He started to move it down and I quickly yanked away. He started to laugh. "I was lowering your hand off my chest. I wasn't going to do anything perverted." He re-grabbed my hand and led me toward the closed door.
I opened my eyes and Mason wasn't in front of me so I let out a sigh of relief. "I really hate you right now." I opened the door and went out. I made sure I opened the door all the way and I didn't shut it. I was hoping my mom would walk by before he noticed, but she didn't.
"I hate you more!" He shouted through the shut door.
I went to the bathroom and quickly changed. I didn't want to be accused of pleasuring myself to thoughts of him. I came out and Mason was standing at the top of the stairs on the phone. He was completely dressed this time and had his bag of clothes next to him. I went into my room and put my stuff up.
"Dad said he and Mom will be here in about ten minutes with my car. Go ask your mom if it's okay that you go out with me and Brennan."
I asked my mom and she said it was okay for me to go out and hang with Mason and Brennan. She basically kicked me out of the house and told me to stay out as long as I could.
When I went back to where Mason was, he was on the phone again. "Hey...I don't know if I'll be able hang out that long. I already had plans for the day and I forgot."
"Oh. Ok." I said. "It's cool though."
"Actually...give me just a second." Mason went into my room and continued on his conversation. He came out about five minutes later. "Would you be willing to come over to my house around five? I'm going to have some people over and I want to invite you to make up for everything I've done."
"Who all will be there?"
"Umm...Brennan, Tyler, Lily, your sister, Daniel, Kasey, Emma, Max, Macy, Kurt, Eric, Hailie, and you can bring Lizzie along as well. It was going to be me, your sis, Tyler, and Lily, but I was able to get it to a small get-together because I wanna announce to my new group of friends and some acquaintances that I am going to stop being a pansy and openly be your friend."
I smiled. "Thanks, I guess."
"Don't mention it."
Mason and I went downstairs and waited for Mason's parents on my front porch. They soon arrived, Mason's dad in his car and Mason's mom in Mason's car. We greeted them and exchanged hugs, Garret and Alex were in the car and didn't feel like coming out to say hey.
Mason and I got in his car and headed out to go pick up Brennan. I was actually kind of nervous because Brennan and I have only texted since the day we met. I was hoping he wouldn't think it would be awkward around me.
We got to his house and I felt the butterflies in my stomach. "Get in the back seat." Mason said.
"Huh?"
"Get in the back seat."
I was confused, but I listened. I crawled back and got into the back seat. We waited about ten minutes before Brennan finally appeared at the front door. He has wearing a nice pair of jeans and an Aeropostale shirt. Normally I don't notice such things, but Brennan really knows how to make himself look nice in clothes.
He came out to the car and got in the back seat with me. "Hey Spencer." He said smiling.
"Hi." I couldn't help but smile right back at him. His eyes really stood out today. I wanted to lean in and kiss him, but I was scared as to what he would do.
"Okay love birds, don't start fucking in my car. Save that for the party."
I rolled my eyes at him. Brennan giggled at me. The three of us started to talk about random things 'til we reached the mall. Mason was right, Brennan actually is very sweet; I also noticed he's very shy. I don't know what was going through his mind the day we met, but I was happy that he wasn't himself long enough to get me to be his "boyfriend."
Every time I read a story of Nifty, I never read the top part, so just in case you are like me and only read the bottom portion if you liked the story, here is my email again: wah.stories@yahoo.com. Also, if you want to be on my email list to find out when new chapters come out, include that in your email. AND if you email me, please state what story you're referring to. Thanks for reading the twentieth chapter of my story.
I'd also like to give thanks Joh, my editor, and Trish, who now helps me come up with ideas for the story. Without John, this story would be LOADED with grammatical errors. He is sweet enough to look thorough it thoroughly and find all those mistakes. Without Trish, my story would be really bland right now. She has, and hopefully will later on, help me think of great ideas for the story.
For those of you who are unaware, I plan on ending this semester with chapter 25. I plan to then pick up with the next semester and finish Spencer's freshman year with chapter 50. That means the story is only 40% done with this chapter and there is still a lot of stuff that could happen. If you have an ideas please tell me. I appreciate both fan mail and critism. Until recently everyone kept saying I Was doing a fantastic job, there have been a few people who have now told me that I was causing harm to the story with the way I was taking it. Although I was upset at first, I highly appreciate those who went against the norm and helped me become a better writer. And don't worry Josh, I won't tell them that you were one of those who did it, but I'd like to thank you and the others for doing so.