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American
Differences
-By Emulated
Chapter 28: Incursion
“It
was wet, dark, and muddy.” He said, pacing across the front of
the room, “The smell of death, mud, and blood. The sound of
people screaming, guns shooting...bombs exploding,” Mr Pierce
paused, “Can you begin to imagine what it was like in those
trenches?” He asked, before picking up the poem, “Line
23, do we know what that means?”
“Uh, is it about
his wife? ‘Human touch’.” I called out.
He
thought for a moment, “You’ve been stuck down there for
weeks, months. You have had little Human contact; NO intimate
contact. How would that make you feel?”
“Pissed?”
Called out someone.
Pierce nodded, “Yeah, I think you’d
be a little pissed.” He said, looking down at me, “Matt’s
been stuck down this trench and he wants Human intimacy. He wants a
woman!” He called out, deepening his voice, and causing Jamie
to laugh next to me. Pierce straightened up and looked at me, “Or
maybe not, I don’t know.” He said with a small smile.
“But that’s what this poem is about. The narrator is
yearning for someone, he wants to feel someone, hold someone.”
“On
a cushion of roses.” Spoke Sarah, reciting one of the
lines.
Pierce nodded, “On a cushion of roses. Away from
the war and the fighting.”
We sat there for a moment,
scribbling down what he said, Jamie still laughing to himself, before
the bell rang, signalling the end of the lesson. “Ok, I hope
that helped you guys out in understanding that one a little better.”
Called out Pierce, as he then went on to quickly issue some homework.
Grrr!
Almost two weeks had passed since I had that amazing
sleepover at Jamie’s house. I swear, all I had to do was close
my eyes, add a little bit of thought, and then I’d instantly be
back there, laying on his bed, our bodies stiffening as we came. It
was…sigh…it
was perfect. It was ALWAYS perfect. But as great as it was, it was
still somewhat of a rarity of us to be together. Aside from a little
smooching here and there, I hadn’t even SEEN Jamie naked since
that weekend! And that really pissed me off! Double Grrr!
On
the better side of things, life at home was…well it was
getting somewhat
easier. Things were still miles away from getting back to how they
used to be, and to be completely honest, I was beginning to realise
that some things will never be the same. At first I didn’t give
up, I was determined to get the family back to how it used to be. But
despite my best efforts, it seemed that the more I willed things to
stay the same, the more they changed. I felt completely powerless to
do anything. So in the end I threw in the towel. I stopped trying to
be the perfect son, or the perfect brother. I simply returned to how
I was before anything happened, before I came out. And looking back,
it seemed to be the right decision.
So with things on the
mend at home, and Jamie and I going as strong as ever, things were
looking pretty good. Except for all the exams that started in the
next month. No, they were anything
but good! Aside from being a royal pain in the ass when they arrive,
they also took away most of the fun we had at school, leaving us with
revision, more
revision, and discussing the Prom.
“Do you think I’ll
look nice in a pink tie?” I asked, looking at Jamie as we
headed out to the field during our break.
He nodded, “I
think you’ll look nice in a pink tie. Gay, but nice.”
“Oh,
and what are you going to wear? Drag?”
He winked, “Don’t
tease me!”
I checked him up and down, “I think you
could pull it off better than I could.”
“Drag?”
“Yep.”
He
punched me on the arm, “Bastard.”
“What?”
I grinned, rubbing my arm, “I was telling the truth.”
He
stopped and looked at me, a smile still on his face, “I can
promise you that you will never
see me in drag.”
“Never?” I asked, walking
alongside him.
“Nope.”
I giggled, “Good,
it doesn’t really appeal to me either.”
“Says
the guy with the strawberry lip gloss.”
I blushed,
recalling what happened the day before, “It was a
yoghurt!”
“Hey, I never said it tasted bad.”
He replied, licking his lips slowly for effect.
I watched him,
“Fine, come over mine and I’ll show
you them in my fridge. Perhaps then you’ll stop with the lip
gloss stuff!”
He reached over, squeezing my shoulder
playfully, “Sure…as long as I get a taste…”
“You’ll
definitely
be getting a taste!” I promised.
“A taste of
what?” Came Ayo’s voice.
I grinned, “Nothing
important.” I replied quickly, “How’s things with
you?”
“I’m good.” He smiled, “How
about you two?”
“Yeah we’re ok.” I
replied, zipping up my coat further from the cold.
Ayo looked
at Jamie, his eyes filled with excitement, “You’ll never
guess what I did!”
Jamie looked over smiling, “What’d
you do?”
“I made 7th
prestige last night!”
“Dude! That’s
awesome!” He said, knocking his fist against his.
I
looked at Ayo, “You did what?”
I asked, before it clicked, “Wait, don’t tell me.
Xbox?”
Jamie nodded, walking around over to him, “You
only made 6th
a while ago, you must have played it for ag…” He began,
before I zoned out. As much as I loved my Playstation, there were
just some games I hated. And it wasn’t because Jamie was really
good at them either. I simply didn’t get all those war games,
or those shoot ‘em
up ones. Fifa
09
was my baby.
We made it out to the field to see Connor doing
some kick-ups with a ball, while Max was talking to Li and Sarah.
Jamie ran over to Connor, trying to tackle the ball from him,
something that Connor found hilarious, as he kept one step ahead of
my brilliant boyfriend.
“Hey, guys.” Greeted Max
as he stood behind Sarah, hugging her. It had become quite a familiar
thing, to see them together like that. It bothered me at first,
because of how Jamie and I could never do that in school, but I dealt
with it. I couldn’t exactly blame them, after all, in a perfect
world I’d have been doing the same with Jamie. No, it was fine,
great even to see them happy, especially Max. Even though Sarah was
still in the dark about mine and Jamie’s relationship, I think
that having her as a girlfriend helped Max stay calm about
everything. Not only was he dating someone who was a decent person,
but it also let him affirm his
sexuality. I could see that as having been quite an issue for Max. I
smiled back at him.
“Heya, how’s things?” I
asked.
“Well these two need to get a room,” Stated
Li, pointing at Max and Sarah, “And I need to go shopping.”
“Shopping? Anything fun?” Asked Ayo.
Max
smiled, “Yeah, maybe a rattle.”
Sarah
slapped him, “Hey, be nice to her.”
“Sorry,
Li.” Replied Max, before he started to pull faces behind
Sarah’s back.
I bit my bottom lip to keep from laughing
out, “Uh, so what do you need to buy, Li?”
“A
new coat for one thing.” She began, “It’s too cold
out here.”
“It’s not THAT cold.”
Interrupted Max, earning a playful glare from Sarah, shutting him
up.
“It is to me.” She retorted, before looking
back in my direction. “And I need to buy some more ingredients
as I’m cooking dinner tonight.” That didn’t
surprise me. Li had always been very particular about her food and
very fond of cooking. Every time the guys and I went over to her
house, she was always quick to whip up something for us. Oh, and her
marinated chicken was incredible.
Max
took a sudden interest in her, “You making some of your
killer-chicken?”
She smiled, “So you can eat it
all like last time?”
He looked at me, “Matt
doesn’t eat a lot anyways, so I had what he left.”
I
shook my head, “You never gave me a chance to finish!”
“So
when do I get to have some of this ‘killer-chicken’?”
Asked Jamie.
I turned around and watched as my rosy-red
cheeked boyfriend stepped forward, breathing heavily from having
kicked the ball about with Connor.
Li grinned, “Ok, ok,
I’ll bring SOME
of it in tomorrow. But not a lot. I have a house to feed at
home.”
“Sounds good enough to me.” Replied
Max, rubbing his hands, “You wait till you taste this chicken,
Jamie. It’s amazing.”
Jamie nodded, looking at Li,
“I can’t wait.”
“Unless Max stuffs his
face again.” I interjected.
“Yeah, and I didn’t
even get any at all.” Added Connor.
Li giggled, “Calm
down, Guys. I’ll make enough for everyone. Ok?”
We
all seemed to be pretty content with that answer, and moved on to
talk about other stuff. We didn’t spend much longer outside
though, as we had to get back to our classes before lunch. Jamie and
I had our next lesson together, so we broke away from the rest of the
gang and headed to our lockers. I walked over to mine and unlocked
it, while Jamie went over to his further down the hall. I quickly
switched my books and closed my locker, waiting for Jamie to
return.
I watched as he turned and headed back to me, “You
good?” I asked.
His eyes locked on mine, “Erm…”
He checked the corridor and leaned closer, “I thought we were
gonna stop with the notes.” He spoke softly.
I looked at
him, “We did.” I replied, smiling, “Do you miss
them?”
“No, I just…” He frowned,
lowering his voice, “I meant, I thought we were stopping them
for good.”
I
nodded, frowning too, “We did.”
I paused, “What’s wrong?”
I watched as he
reached into his pocket, pulling out a sheet of paper before handing
it to me, “Look.” He said.
I glanced down at the
square in my hand. A small, pink heart was drawn on its surface. I
stared at it for a few seconds, “Who gave you this?” I
asked.
“It wasn’t you?” He asked, clearly
confused.
I shook my head, “Nope.”
He
looked down at it, “I thought it was you…” He
said, trailing off, “But it could be anyone.”
My
mind instantly thought of Li, but it quickly dawned on me that it was
unlikely that she’d go through all the trouble, especially
given how much better
she seemed to be over the past two weeks. She seemed to have gotten
over Jamie…unless it was all a front, and she wanted him
again. But why go through the hassle of leaving a note, an anonymous
note. It all made no sense to me.
“Who are you
thinking?” I asked, “Li?”
He shook his head,
“I was thinking Hayley. But it could be Li, I
guess.”
“Hayley?” I asked, “I don’t
think she’d be able to think up this.”
“You’re
evil.” He replied.
“What? Do you want
the note to be from her?”
He frowned, “No, no
way…but it’s still…weird.”
I took
the note and examined it closely, “A secret admirer perhaps?”
I asked, as we headed to our next class.
He sighed, “I
don’t know. I still think it was one of those two.”
I
handed it back to him, “Yeah…” I replied, looking
at him, “We’ll figure it out.”
He nodded,
clearly bothered by it.
I regarded his face, a small grin
forming on my lips, “At least you got a note. I didn’t
get anything.”
He leaned closer, “I’ll give
you a kiss if you want.” He smirked.
“I’ll
try to remember that for after school.” I replied, winking at
him as I stepped in the class.
Jamie followed me in, his mouth
next to my ear, “I’ll remind you.”
*
The
next two periods were a blur, and before we knew it, it was
lunchtime. A well deserved lunchtime too, I was starving! I was fine
at break, but my stomach suddenly became an empty pit sometime during
Maths. Jamie quickly picked up on that as I wolfed down my ham and
cheese baguette.
“You scared I’m gonna steal your
food or something?” He remarked, facing me.
I looked up
at him, wiping my mouth, “Sorry. I missed breakfast.” I
replied, taking another bite.
He leaned closer, “Is
everything ok?” He asked, “At home?”
“Yeah.
I just got up late. I had a late night.”
“Oh,
getting some good use out of those bookmarks I sent you?” He
teased, wiggling his eyebrows.
I shook my head, “You’ve
never sent me any.”
“Why, you want some?”
I
shook my head again, “I have a good imagination,” I
began, my lips curling up at the side, “…and a photo of
you.”
Jamie blushed, his mouth opening and closing a few
times, but no words coming out. I couldn’t help but giggle at
him.
“You’re so cute when you’re bashful.”
I whispered.
He blushed again, “Not helping,
Matt.”
I patted his back softly, as I noticed Li walking
through the crowds heading towards us, followed by Sarah. My mind
instantly focused back on the note. ‘Was it Li? Was it
Hayley?’ I asked myself as they smiled down at us.
“Hey
guys.” Called out Sarah, as she plopped herself down in her
seat.
“Heya.” I replied, as I reached for some
more food from my bag, before I sat back up, noticing the guys
wandering over toward us with their food.
Ayo pulled out a
chair before he paused, “Crap, I need a drink.” He said,
putting his burger and fries down on the table, “Do you guys
want anything?”
The girls shook their heads, along with
the rest of us.
“I’m good thanks.” I
replied, before Ayo turned and headed over to one of the vending
machines.
“He wants a woman!” Spoke Jamie,
mimicking Pierce’s voice and accent, causing Li and Sarah to
giggle.
I swallowed some of my Snickers chocolate bar,
“Grow your hair, buy a bra and I’m halfway
there.”
“Bitch.” He replied, as the guys
shrugged off our humour.
I grinned at him, before I reached
out and lightly tugged on his blond locks in the least gay way
I could muster, “Speaking of long hair, are you growing
yours?”I asked.
He nodded, “I like the length of
yours, just below the ears…” He leaned closer, “It’s
cute.”
I smiled, “But you’re already cute.”
I whispered, before I pulled back, “But I think it’ll
look good on you long.” I wasn’t kidding either. I
couldn’t get enough of his blond head of hair. It was sooo
nice to run my fingers through, feeling all the thin hairs, smelling
the soothing scent of his shampoo.
“Hey, you guys up for
a party?” Asked Connor, bringing me from my daydream and
alerting me to the tent in my boxers.
Jamie sat back, “Sure,
who’s paying?”
Connor smiled, “My
parents.”
Li laughed, “Why do you need a
party?”
A switch flicked in my head, “It’s
Adam’s birthday soon, isn’t it?”
He nodded,
“In two weeks.”
“So he’s having a
party, and we’re invited?” Asked Max.
Connor
swallowed a bite of his burger, “Not exactly. Mum and Dad are
paying for a party at the bowling alley. So while they are all there
having fun, we have the house to ourselves.”
I raised an
eyebrow, “This is your parent’s idea, right?” I
asked, as Ayo returned.
Connor laughed, “Obviously.”
He replied, “You know that I wouldn’t have a party
without them knowing.”
“Yeah, well, I just wanted
to check.” I replied, eyeing Jamie, “You hear all about
those dodgy American teens messing up their parent’s
houses.”
Jamie laughed, looking at me, “You just
love seeing how far you can push me, don’t you?”
I
winked at him, but not before Con and Ayo started giggling to
themselves, “Oh, shut up!” I called out, pointing at
them.
“Anyway, about this party…”
Began Sarah, “When is it?”
Connor stopped
laughing, “The Saturday after next.” He replied, “About
five o’clock till eight something.”
Ayo nodded,
“Sounds good.”
“Yep. Quite a plan.”
Sarah
leaned forward, “You know what else would be a good idea?”
She asked, looking at us, “Beth.”
“What?
Why?” Asked Connor.
She frowned, “I thought you
liked her.”
“Yeah, but…” He thought
for a moment, “You think she’ll come?”
Sarah
laughed, “Oh, she’ll come. Especially for Connor
Reed.”
“You and Beth,” I began, placing a
hand on his shoulder, “It’s gonna be just like old
times.”
Max nodded, “But this time don’t let
her get away.”
Connor blushed and bit into his burger,
pretending not to have heard him.
We
stayed inside the dining hall for a while longer before we ventured
outside, finding it a little warmer with the sun shining brightly. We
were just kicking a ball about, chatting to each other when a girl,
who I guessed was from one of the younger years, ran over to
us.
“Are you Sam’s brother?” She panted,
looking at Jamie.
He turned around, nodding, “Yeah,
why?”
The girl turned and pointed across the field,
“She’s just fallen over and hurt her ankle badly.”
We
glanced over, noticing someone on the ground, reaching at their
ankle. Jamie handed me his bag and immediately took off in a sprint.
I slung it over my shoulder and jogged over there too, the other guys
following close behind. There was already a small crowd forming, and
Sam could be heard cursing and groaning in pain.
“Move,
move.” I said as I walked through, seeing Jamie kneeling down
beside her.
“Ayo, go get someone from medical.”
Commanded Jamie, looking at him.
I grabbed Ayo’s bag off
him before he ran off, heading towards the school building.
I
looked down at Sam, “…it fucking hurts, Jamie.”
She said, through teary eyes.
Jamie was carefully pulling down
her socks, looking at her left ankle.
Connor knelt down next
to him, “It might not be broken.” He said, “It
cou-“
“It feels like it!” Shouted Sam
through clenched teeth.
“Hey, can you all back off?!”
Came Max’s voice as he stood next to us, pushing the crowd of
kids back, “I said move back!”
Jamie looked down
at Sam, holding her hand, “What happened?” Asked Jamie
softly, “Did you slip?”
Sam squeezed her eyes
shut, “I was playing tennis with Eddie, I was reaching for a
shot, and then he-“ She grimaced from the pain.
Jamie
looked about, before focusing on her boyfriend, “What did you
do?”
“Nothing, we were just playing.” Eddie
retorted, sounding a little pissed at Jamie’s question.
“You
should be more careful then!” Jamie replied.
“Fuck
you!”
“What d’ya say?” Fumed Jamie,
standing up and walking over to him.
I stood up and blocked
him, “He’s not worth it.” I began, flicking my head
towards Sam, “She needs you.”
Eddie laughed behind
me, “Yeah, control the stupid queer.”
I clenched
my jaw, turning around and ready to shut him up before someone shoved
past me. I watched as Dean ran forward, pushing Eddie onto the
ground.
“Don’t you call him that you little shit.”
He spat, standing over him.
Eddie sat up, wiping the mud off
his hands.
Dean glanced at Sam, then back at Eddie, “Did
you do that to her?”
I stepped forward, “Dean,
relax man-“
“Did you?!” He shouted, looking
down at Eddie, who was still sitting on the floor. At least he had
enough sense to keep quiet.
I glanced over Dean’s
shoulder, noticing Mr Jones quickly heading in our direction,
probably wondering what the crowd was about, “Jones is coming.”
I pointed out looking at him, “If he sees you-.”
“Chill,
Matt. I’ll get the little shit later.” He threatened, as
Eddie stood up, unsure of what to do.
“Can you excuse
me, please?” Came Jones’ voice as he mingled through the
crowd, before he appeared, looking down at Sam, “What happened
here?”
Jamie looked at him, “She had an accident
while playing tennis.” He replied, glancing threateningly at
Eddie.
“Has someone gone to medical?” Asked
Jones.
“Yeah, but it’ll take them a while.”
He replied.
I stood up, “Can’t we carry her? Or
let her lean against one of us?”
Jones nodded, kneeling
down, “Do you think you can manage that?” He asked.
Sam
frowned before nodding, “I’ll try, Sir. But I’ll
need help getting up.”
The three of us reached forward
and slowly eased her up onto her good foot, careful not to hit her
damaged one.
“Ok, we’re going to get you to walk
now.” Began Jones, “Put your weight on me and your
brother…there.” Sam shifted herself so she was between
them as Jones continued, “Right, we’re going to walk
forwards slowly, use your other foot to hop along.”
She
nodded, remaining silent.
I watched as they took a few steps,
but she was in a lot of pain. The vibrations from the hopping was
clearly hurting her, “Stop!” She cried, “It hurts
too bad.”
Jamie paused and looked at her, “Uh, do
you want to climb on my back, Sam. Then I’ll carry you
there.”
She nodded again, her flushed face in a
frown.
Connor and I stepped forward and helped Sam get onto
Jamie’s back, before he slowly started walking.
“Is
that ok?” I asked, looking at Jamie.
He nodded, “She’s
quite light.”
“You’re just saying that.”
Mumbled Sam, through gritted teeth. At least she looked a little more
comfortable now.
We entered into the school and made it about
halfway to medical before we bumped into Ayo and one of the medical
staff carrying a first aid box.
“If you place her on
this chair, then we’ll take a quick look.” Began the
woman, pulling over a chair from the side of the corridor.
Jamie
stepped in front, while Connor and I helped her down gently.
The
woman knelt down examined her ankle, asking her how she did it and
how it bent. After a minute she reached for the first aid box, “I
don’t think it’s broken, so I’m going to treat it
as a sprain.” She said, pulling out an ice pack, “I’m
going to place this pack over your ankle and secure it on there,
ok?”
“Yeah.” Sam replied, looking
down.
“I’ll be as gentle as I can.” She
added, before she pressed the ice on there, wrapping it
securely.
Sam winced painfully, drawing in air through her
teeth. Jamie gripped her hand tighter, letting her know that he was
still there.
“Ok, it’s all done now.” She
said reassuringly, “We’ll take you down to medical and
see what else needs to be done.” She looked at Jones, “Someone
should take her up to the hospital as soon as possible to let them
have a look.”
“I can call my dad.” Answered
Jamie, pulling out his phone, “He can be here in
ten-minutes.”
“Ok.” Said Jones, “Lets
get her to medical.”
“I’ll carry her.”
Spoke Max, stepping forwards, “I’m the strongest
anyways.”
Jamie nodded, placing the phone to his ear,
“Thanks, man.”
We helped her onto Max, where we
headed down to medical, while Jamie was on the phone to his dad.
“It
doesn’t need five of you to bring her in here.” Spoke one
of the medical staff, looking at the guys and me as we carried her
in.
“It wasn’t like you were going to come and
carry her from the field.” Retorted Max, causing me to grin as
we placed Sam down on a bed.
She widened her eyes, “What
was that?”
“Nothing, Miss.” He muttered, as
he walked out.
I looked at Jamie, “Your dad coming?”
He
nodded, “He just left the office now.”
“Good.”
I replied, before the woman exhaled deeply again, seemingly getting
annoyed. Why the hell work with kids when you’re gonna get
pissy like that? What gives? I faced Jamie, “We’ll just
be outside.”
He smiled, “Thanks.”
Noah
made it to the school in eight-minutes and seventeen-seconds. I was
surprised he didn’t rouse any Coppers on the way over here. As
usual he was being his calm and controlled self as he and Jamie
helped her out of the school and into the car.
Jamie turned to
us, “I’m gonna go with her.”
“Sure.
Leave your stuff with me, I’ll drop it over yours later.”
I replied, as he reached out for his bags.
He stopped and
smiled, “Thanks, Matt.”
I watched as he stepped
into Noah’s car, nodding at me from the window as they pulled
away, heading to the hospital.
“She really messed up
her ankle.” Remarked Dean, “You see how swollen it
was?”
I grimaced, trying to put the thought out of my
mind, “Yeah.” I focused on him, “Hey, you really
gonna get Eddie later?” I asked.
He grinned, “Probably
not. Just leave him to sweat it out a bit.”
I calmed
down at that. The last thing I wanted to worry about was Dean hitting
Eddie. Ok, the guy insulted my boyfriend, so perhaps he deserved
something, but it wasn’t worth Dean getting suspended over. No,
I think Eddie was humiliated enough when he was pushed down. Maybe
he’d think twice before issuing such crap from his mouth.
*
Jamie
took my coat and hung it up as I closed the door behind me, “How
is she doing?”
He flicked his head to the lounge, and I
followed him over. “She’s just resting at the moment. The
Doctors said she sprained it.”
I winced slightly, as Sam
came into view, flicking through the TV channels, “Hey,
Sam.”
She managed a smile, “Hi, Matt.”
“How’s
the foot?”
“Hurts like a bitch.” She
replied.
I laughed aloud. What she said, coupled with her
accent just made it hilarious.
Noah smiled at her, “Sam,
language.” He warned.
“Sorry.” She replied,
with a small smile.
We stayed downstairs for a little longer,
just talking to Sam and Noah, before we headed up to Jamie’s
room. I walked over to his couch and sat down, pressing my back
against his chest as he snuggled next to me.
“Wow, today
was a little messed up, wasn’t it?” I asked.
He
nodded, “You could say that.”
I lay my head down
against his chest, “She’s lucky to have you as a big
brother.”
He was silent for a moment, “Is she?”
I
smiled, “Of course she is. You’re great.”
“And
gay.”
I frowned and looked up at his face, “What’s
wrong?”
He shook his head.
“It’s what
Eddie said, isn’t it?”
He reached down and toyed
with my hair.
“Jamie, you know the guy’s a jerk.
Just forget about him.”
He breathed deeply, “I
can’t.”
“Why not?” I asked, sitting up
and facing him, “What’s really bothering you? I know it’s
not just what he said, because you never usually let stuff like that
affect you.”
He looked at me, before looking down, “I
always thought that coming out would only affect me. Like, if I came
out at school, it would only affect me.” He said, “And
you, if you came out as well.” He paused, “I never
thought about Sam.”
I sat back, glancing at the TV.
Jamie had a point. Throughout all the times that I had thought about
coming out at school, I’d never thought about how it might
affect Josh and my family. Sure, perhaps
I could deal with
people saying things, but what about Josh? How would he feel if
people started teasing him about his ‘big-gay-brother’? I
was beginning to understand what Jamie was getting at.
“I
never thought about that.” I replied, my hand finding
his.
Jamie nodded, “Every time I begin to think that I’m
one step closer to coming out, there’s always another catch.”
He looked at me, “It was bad enough seeing Sam get hurt today,
but to see her get hurt because of something that I did.” He
shook his head again, “I can’t do that to her.”
I
squeezed his palm, “Sam isn’t a little girl.” I
pointed out, “She’ll give someone a mouthful if they
started crap about you.”
He smiled, “Yeah, she
would. But I don’t want her to have to deal with that, to have
people teasing her.”
I could almost imagine it, how
everyone would assume that Josh is gay because of me. It would suck
enough people saying stuff if he really was gay, but if he wasn’t…”I
couldn’t do that to Josh either.” I said, before I pushed
the idea from my head, looking at Jamie, “Come on, cute, blond
boys aren’t allowed to be upset.”
“Neither
are hot, brown-haired boys.” He replied.
I looked about,
“I didn’t know Con was here.”
“I
wasn’t talking about Con.” He rasped, flashing me the
‘Jamie stare’.
I smiled before I lay my head back
against his chest again, just relaxing against him.
I heard
him sigh, “And now we have to worry about the note.”
I
frowned, “It could have been anyone. Perhaps they put it in the
wrong locker.”
He was silent for a moment, before he
said what was on both of our minds, “It could have been
Li.”
“I’ve been thinking about that, but I’m
not sure. I don’t think she’d go and stick a note in your
locker. It makes no sense.”
“Then who else? If it
isn’t Li, and Sarah’s dating Max…” He turned
to me, “Someone
else?”
I
shrugged, “Could be.” I sat up, “Or it could have
been a mistake. If it is then it’s not that big of a
deal.”
Jamie nodded but still had this little frown on
his face. I leaned over and kissed his eyebrow.
“Stop
worrying about it.” I whispered, kissing him softly again, “But
even if it was for you, I’m not letting anyone get their hands
on MY Goldilocks.”
“Yours?”
I nodded,
“Mine.” I said, looking at him, “Oh, I just
remembered.”
“What?”
I smiled, and
leaned closer, “You still owe me that kiss.”
“Now?”
I
parted my lips, “Now.”
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