Disclaimer: This story: 1; Is copyrighted. 2; Is completely fictional as no one in this story is supposed to resemble any one. 3; Names are made out of my imagination and are not names of poeple I know unless it is of pure coincidence.
4; This is mainly a non-sexual story, however there will be scenes that may not be suitable for people under the age of 18.
"Mom! Stop that! You're going to make me late!" I exclaimed, as I
shoved as to keep her from trying to see my just-arrived date. However, she may be very clever, so I had to throw her bag of marshmellows onto the floor (Damn her with her damn marshmellows. They're her drug or something).
I quickly turned and exited the door and ran to my date's shiny red lexus,
we exchanged the usual greetings, as in 'Hello's' not as in kissing or anything.
His name was Manny Mannequin, and with a last name like that you could tell his whole family were into the fancy living. Manny; a 5"8', 170 lb., short blond hair, very well built looking guy. Although, to be honest I was more interested in him, not his body. His personality was of that of a very caring person, timid, 'somewhat' intelligent, and sweet. The turn off however was that of his constant complaining.
We made it to our date spot after the very quiet drive, and mind the fact it was very awkward. The entire time he was trying to hold my hand and I kept rejecting him. Don't get me wrong, I like him and all, but I happen to have hypohidrosis, it's a condition where I have excessive sweating; it basically makes me sweat bucketloads! Therefore I did not want him to get disgusting with my constant sweating.
"Yo, Jack! You alright you've been staring at the wall for a good minute." Manny laughed while I was just coming back from my boredom stare.
"Yeah," I jumped, "Sorry, I didn't mean to ignore you at all. It's just that I'm kind of getting ti- Wait a second! You called me Jack! Jack!?" I only kept repeating Jack furiously for the next minute.
"Hold on, You're not Jack?" He asked in a very frieghtened tone.
I only took a seat a let a dismantled sigh out. "No, I'm not Jack, not Jill, or their cousin. So how about you just take me home if you didn't mean this date to be with me." I said to him without even looking at him. I mean, I've met this guy a week ago in this exact location, he came up to me, and even asked for my number. So how could've he not been interested in me? What angered me most was, Jack, I don't even know one, and my name doesn't even sound anything like Jack!
"Uhm excuse me, are you and you're date alright?" Said a stranger standing by outside of the restuarant this was all happening by.
"Yes, we're just having a bit of a fit. Sorry to have bothered you." I responded. I hate having to cause attention. It's one of the things that cause drama like this.
As the stranger starts to walk away, Manny comes up and checks the stranger out then says, "I'll be right back, I have to go to the men's room." He
walks into the restuarant, and you wouldn't believe what I see! I see him singal
the stranger to go with him!
I wait for a good 15 minutes when I have the feeling Manny isn't going to come back. I get up and start walking home. This restuarant is settled in the middle of a mall, so you can imagine how long it takes to get out of it because of the tourists.
"Damn, and here I thought he was interested. Well, that's one more down
the list." I spoke to myself while walking out of the air conditioned mall. Walking home will take a good two hours, so I need some company.
I'm Edward, or Eddie. I'm about to turn 17 in two weeks, I'm about 5"9', 170 lbs., and short black hair, and a tiny gut. I'm on a mission to find a few things before summer ends. First, my talent; I'm a Jack-of-all-trades, which means I can do well in many things but I don't specialize or master anything. I want to change that. Second, I want to find a guy that can last. I check personality over everything, but I do check for looks too (everyone has their taste). I'm surprisingly a bit more muscular for a person who never does sports,
though I plan to try baseball and soccer soon. The last thing I'm looking for; my reason to live. I'm not suicidal, but I find it pointless to live if it weren't for my mother. I couldn't bear to let her live her problems on her own, as I'm her only friend. Though, I know I won't have her forever so I want to find out a reason to keep myself on this planet.
"~Don't stop believin'! Hold on to that feelin'!~" This boy is screaming. I don't know him, but I find it odd that he's fishing in the middle of nowhere, and screaming like bloody murder. But hey, a guy that listens to Journey can't be that bad, right?
"~Street light, people!~" I shout back loud enough to have my voice go through his headphones. I'm pretty friendly and don't mind getting embarressed, so talking to strangers is nothing for me.
"Haha! Do you like fish? I think I need some more bre-." The boy says as he's turning around. "Oh, sorry I thought you were my friend that's supposed to be coming back."
I chuckled at his little mistake of identity, but something didn't want me to just ignore and keep walking. "It's fine. I mean, I still like fish so I can still help you can't I?"
"Oh sure! I'm Mark, I live right over by the 4-8 gas station. Nice to meet you!"
"I'm Eddie, and well.... I don't like around the corner like you do. Haha!" As we laughed, I thought, "Wow, this guy seems pretty well mannered and cute!" He's about 6"0', I'd say around 160 lbs., and short brown hair which is spiked to the right side a little. Not even a bit of flab on his stomach!
"So how old are you?" He questioned as he broke the barrier of the laughter.
"Uhm, turning 17 in exactly two weeks."
"You?" I returned the question.
"Beat ya! Haha! I'm actually 17 turning 18 the day school gets back next month." He said with a slanted face at the fact his birthday had to be the return day of hell. "You throwing a party or what?" He asked with a grin.
"Haha, not really. I'm not big on parties" I replied in a monotone voice.
"Aw, damn well whatever you do Eddie, you have to invite you new buddy to whatever you're doing!" He said while getting his phone out.
"Alright haha, I'll be sure to let you know" Then proceeded by giving him my number and telling him my route home.
"Damn! You live a pretty long walk from here!" He said while he suddenly started getting up.
"You have to go?" I said by observing his posture that he was about to start walking.
"No! We're going to walk you home, silly!" He said whith a glorious smile that I just noticed. Maybe, I'm starting to like him, even thought we literally JUST met!
"Would you really walk that far? I mean, I don't want to bother you from you're amazing fishing." I said in a sarcastic tone with that same smile he was wearing.
"Pshhh, you're face scared them away anyway!" He retorted in a playful way while sticking with tongue out.
"That hurt, I'm going to go cry now." I said in a very unrealistic tone.
"Noooooooooooooooooo!!! I take it back! You have a very beautiful face!" All said with that damn smile of his.
"Then let's start walking." I initiated with movement, all while thinking if I finally got a stroke of luck after countless horrible dates and non-date dates.
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