The Journal is work of pure fiction. As I am writing this story, I am above the age of 18. If you want a story with lots of sex, look elsewhere. This is a love story. Seeing as it is a love story, sex is in there, but it's in realistic balance in the characters' lives.
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I am a theater/fashion/luxury loving guy and that is used a lot in what I am writing it does give off some specific references. I would love to start a mailing list for each chapter I send out the link and a selection of images and such that relate to the specifics used in the chapter also I thrive on comments and suggestions so please email me at thejournal69@gmail.com ____________________________________________________________________________ Monday June 28th, 2010
Sorry journal for not writing on Sunday, I was still wiped from staying up all night on Saturday. Well all I did Sunday was text with Channing, getting to know each other better. found out that he is single and that Alyssa actually asked him to go with her as her friend. I thought that was interesting, how the hell was this stud single? Well I decided I was going to figure it out. I was planning on just hanging out around the house today but I decided that I needed to spend some time with Channing. I figure if I flirt big time with him, I'll figure it out.
I texted him and asked him to meet me at Starbucks in midtown and that we should catch a movie his pick. I got to Starbucks ordered my usual frappachino and found a good spot on the second floor with an amazing view of the door. After about 10 minutes of unsuccessfully looking trying to find hot eye candy I saw Channing walk in. He looked so hot, he was wearing a white v-necked t-shirt that hugged all of his not overly muscular but still extremely muscular body, and his dark blue jeans hung off his ass in just the right way. Man he has a hot ass, a hot bubble butt. His sun blonde hair is cut short but still long enough for him to be able to spike it up. As he walked he removed his silver mirror Ray-Ban aviator style sunglasses. I texted him and told him where I was sitting. He ordered his drink and climbed, no floated up the stairs and took the brown leather wing back chair opposite me. I got up and hugged him; he lingered on the hug a little longer than most guys' would (another note I took.) "Great spot, CJ." He said.
"This is where I usually come when I'm bored, I just sit here and people watch. Mostly look at all the hot guys."
"This is the perfect spot to do that, any hotties today?" He asked, again weird.
"Only one, you." I said
I figure that I already let the cat out of the bag about having a crush on him I might as well milk it for all it's worth. " Well I heard the opinion of a gay guy is hard to come by, so I'll take that as a compliment."
"So what are you drinking?" I asked
You can tell a lot about a person by their Starbucks order. "Just a tall Tazo black shaken iced tea lemonade."
Black tea, ok that is pretty common (I mean even I drink it), but it is mixed with lemonade? I don't know, that throws me for a loop. What do I try next? I thought. So I figured I would take my hot guy game and find hot girls and get his opinion on them and maybe throw a few guys into the mix. I spot this girl, and I swear I have seen her in a Victoria's Secret ad before. She was wearing a black pleated mini skirt, and a white button down blouse, and she had the most killer black patent leather stilettos. "Channing what do you think of her?"
Pointing out the sex kitten at the counter. "Ehhhh, she is ok."
I can't believe he just said that, she was a babe. Now I had to find a hot guy. I started scanning the around, seeing a few 6's and 7's but I needed a 10. As was scanning past the front door the ever stunning, second best looking guy in my school, Landon Dines walked in. Landon is six-foot even, weighs 145, with shaggy bronze hair like Delcan from Degrassi, and he is the student body president. It was like a movie moment, everything went slow motion as he removed his sunglasses and flipped his hair to get it out of his eyes. "Hot damn!"
Channing followed my gaze and I swear he was staring as well. "Landon is so hot!" I said
Channing broke out of his trance, coughed, and said, " Yea, I guess."
Vague answer, but I guess it is time to move on to phase two: the movie. " So Channing have you decided what movie you wanna see yet?"
I was hoping he picked a cute date movie. "Yea, I would love to see Toy Story 3, if that's cool."
I had already seen it the week before and was blown away, so seeing it again wouldn't bother me. I pulled out my phone and called my driver; " Channing, the car will be out front in a minute."
We grabbed out drinks and headed out. But before we left I took the opportunity to invite Landon to my 4th of July party. I think that he would be a good match for my girlfriend Alex Knight. I swear to god that Channing seemed jealous that I actually went over to Landon. We left Starbucks and go in to the back seat of my Escalade and headed off. We got to the theater and I, as promised, bought our tickets. I wanted to get popcorn, so I went to the concessionsbar and ordered a large one so that we could share. Channing began to take his wallet; I quickly grabbed his arm to stop him. " I told you that today was my treat."
He hesitantly put his wallet back. After that we made our way to our seats, we choose to sit in the very back row in the center. The lights went out and the movie started. About halfway through I reached around and put my arm around him. He tensed up for a minute but he relaxed. Maybe he just wanted me to be comfortable, but still I have my suspicions.
After the movie we got back into the Escalade and proceeded to take Channing home. I took the opportunity to invite him to my party on Sunday and told him about me going to Paris for the Haute Couture fashion shows. I also asked him if he wanted to go shopping tomorrow, as I needed to get some new outfits to wear to the shows in Paris. He accepted. I told him I would meet him at Bergdorf Goodman on 5th Avenue at ten am. He grumbled about the time but agreed to meet me. We pulled up in front of his townhouse, and got out. We hugged each other goodbye. Today was an overall success. One final test, the fashion test. If he passes that one then I'm sure he's gay.