This is a story about a boy, a boy who was lonely an only child and wanted someone, someone who he could love and call his own. He sits looking out his window at the many people walking past and at the cars driving by. Everyday he thinks, "I need someone to call a best friend or a lover." This boy was only 15 though but as mature as a fully-grown adult his looks are beyond his years. He is tall with dark brown hair shocking blue eyes and some subtle facial hair, he's slim and well toned as he keeps fit everyday. His maturity shines through in all his classes. He is idolized by many of his friends and younger peers. His only passion in life was to perform a passion that would get him far and make him known. This boys name you may be wondering? His name, Brendan, Brendan Robbins.
One morning Brendan got out of his huge double bed and lugged himself into his bathroom. He grabbed his razor and shaved off his morning stubble reached for his toothbrush and cleaned his white glistening teeth. Drenching himself in steaming water he had his daily wash before his day of hell called education! The only thing he was looking forward to was seeing his friends Jenny and Graham and his Drama class that was 3rd period. He grabbed his breakfast and headed for his bag and packed his books then quickly left the house and walked up his street to the bus shelter. It was raining as usual so when he got there his skin was wet and his hair stuck to his face which made him look very sexy indeed!
He got on the bus and sat upstairs, as it was a double-decker bus, and wiped his brow with his jacket sleeve. Over from him he could see a good-looking lad staring at him in the reflection of the glass. Brendan slowly turned his head and looked at the boy who quickly turned around to look out the window. Brendan smiled giving out a quiet giggle and then started to lick his lips in a seductive manner to see if the boy would respond. He did by seeing Brendan and giving out a huge sigh and turning sharply round in his seat. Brendan laughed at this and the boy blurts out
"That's not funny!"
"What? What's not funny?" Brendan asked in an innocent voice
"Nothing!" The boy responded in a snappy voice.
"Ok" Brendan turned round and went to sit behind the boy. The boy stood up pressed the bell winked at Brendan and darted off the bus. Brendan sat back in his seat and thought he had blew a chance and will never see that boy again.
The bus pulled in to his school bus park and he traipsed in to the schoolyard where he went to talk to Vicki.
"Hey Vic!"
"Hey hun, you all right? You look a bit down." Vicki said in a worried tone.
"Oh its nothing just early mornings and crap school. It pisses me off so much!" Said Brendan agitated
"Tell me about it, at least we have drama together later should be fun! Oh have you seen the new lad? He is very, very gorgeous! You should befriend him. He's your type." Vicki winked and Brendan and laughed.
"I may do that babe. I may do that. Any way I'm off to meet Jen and Graham at the gate so I'll see you later honey." Brendan kissed Vicki on the cheek and walked towards the gate. On his way he saw a lad that he had never seen before. Tall with blonde spiked hair tanned and absolutely stunning in Brendan's eyes. Brendan instantly knew this was the lad Vicki was talking about, so he blew caution to the wind and asked who he was.
"Hey! Are you the new lad at this hell hole then?"
"Looks like it doesn't it?" He smiled and laughed, reached his hand out and grabbed Brendan's.
"My names Mark, Mark Johnson."
"Brendan, Brendan Robbins." Mark glanced down at Brendan's tie and saw his Prefect badge.
"Oh a Prefect, eh? Fancy helping out a stranded newcomer?"
"Well that's what I had in mind yes." Mark laughed and started to walk in the direction of the gate as that was the direction Brendan was going.
As they turned the corner Jenny was walking towards them she grinned and waved and leapt on Brendan like a tiger.
"Hello babe!" She yelled down Brendan's ear. He winced and kissed her on the cheek.
"Hey Jen. This is Mark, Mark this is Jenny." Brendan smiled at Jenny with out Mark noticing and she winked back at him. Mark looked puzzled but beamed a huge grin.
"Oh shit have you got your time table yet?" Brendan asked.
"Oh damn no where do I go?" Said Mark
"No problem I am a Prefect after all. I work in where you get 'em from. This way." Jenny, Mark and Brendan walked over the yard and past the toilets and lower year locker room to the office. On the way Brendan warned Jenny not to mention him being gay or anything so she promised not to mention or hint anything.
"Right here you go Mark Johnson. 11AB.Oh you're in my form how exciting!" Brendan laughed so did Jenny. Mark smiled and asked
"Let me look at that. English, Math's, Drama, Art and Science! What fun least I have my favourite subjects after each other!"
"What's that then?" Jenny asked
"Drama and Art! Best subjects by far!"
"Oh great not another drama queen! We've got one of them already to cope with!"
"Who's that then?" Mark asked. Then he saw Brendan scowling at Jenny and turning a subtle tint of red.
"Oh I see!" said Mark in a go-figure tone. It turned out that Brendan and Mark would be in the same English, Drama, Art, Science and PE lessons! Not bad, for Brendan any way.
The bell rang and Jenny said her good-byes and darted off toward Susan who waved back at Brendan, leaving Mark and Brendan to walk to their form room which was on the bottom right hand corridor of the English department.
"Here is your new form room." Brendan opened the door and did an exaggerated welcome as he opened the red door. Mark smiled and looked around.
"Teachers called Miss Green she's well class lets us do anything... well... most of the time."
"Seems nice enough. Who's that he pointed to a girl sitting on a table with her skirt pulled rather high showing a lot of leg. She was staring at Mark smiling. Brendan looked at Mark he had gone red and was smiling back at her. Brendan thought Shit he is so not gay now
"Err that's Katrina she's the form whore. All the lads have been after her at least once ever since she started. Personally I don't see the attraction but hey that's me 'Mister Mysterious' only special people know how I tick!" Brendan said in a sarcastic/humorous tone.
"Well I hope in time I'll be one of those special people 'cause I think you're wicked!" Mark winked at Brendan making him beam but he quickly turned round to hide his redness and sat down next to Graham.
"Who's that guy!" said Graham in a whisper pointing to Mark.
"Oh Graham this is Mark, Mark this is Graham my best mate!" Brendan smiled at Graham and back at Mark. Mark and Graham, shook hands, Graham wasn't impressed. Mark looked at Brendan in a confused way and sat down next to Brendan. Brendan felt Marks leg touch his and move away quite quickly. "Damn it!" he thought.
Registration quickly passed and it was on to English, which flew by because all they did was read and take notes on Romeo and Juliet. Maths went really slow and Brendan couldn't stop thinking about Mark. The teacher picked up on his lack of concentration and moved him to the front of the room right next to her desk. Brendan wasn't impressed at all!
The bell went for break and Brendan got his bag and started to walk out the room.
"Not so fast Brendan!" Mrs. Green said as he was just getting out the door. Mrs Green was also Brendan's maths tutor.
"Why were you in such a daydream today? It's very uncharacteristic of you. Have you got something or someone on your mind?" How the hell did she know? Thought Brendan.
"No not at all Miss! Just was thinking of what to do in drama next."
"Are you sure Brendan I know you more than any other pupil!"
"Yes miss I'm fine now please I need to go and meet Mark, Jenny and Graham!"
"OK I'll let you go, I expect your homework on my desk tomorrow lunch time ok?"
"Yes miss. See ya!" As he got out the door he saw that Mark was waiting for him.
"Hey. I asked Jenny what room you were in and she told me this one and here you are so..."
"I get the picture Mark! Brendan laughed pulled Mark in the direction they had to go. Mark grabbed Brendan's arm for a few seconds. Brendan looked around and saw Mark he blushed and let go.
"Erm...sorry...erm where's Jenny?" Asked Mark
"Oh she's...she's on prefect patrol...do you want to go in the canteen and grab summat to eat?"
"Yeah!" said Mark quickly. They walked to the canteen grabbed a packet of crisps each sat down and ate them.
"So how's your day been so far?" Brendan asked Mark.
"It's been OK. Got a bit of lip from some lad in Maths...Ashley Barry I think his name was. Seemed a right Knob Head! Kept asking why I was hanging round with you and calling me your new arse fucker? But some girl Vicki, Stuck up for me and you!"
"Oh Barry is such a twat he know jack shit about me and just 'cause I am really friendly with girls and I don't want any kind of sexual relationship with any of them I'm instantly a poof! But I shall have to thank Vic next time I see her she's wicked one of my fag...I mean fantastic mates!" Brendan blushed and carried on eating his crisps.
"Oh I see." Mark thought to himself I wonder if this guy is gay. I really need to find out cause he is cute!