Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2006 22:59:35 EDT
From: DA
Subject: A Cat I Cant Shake Chapter 1

A Cat I Cant Shake
By. D.A

All the standard legal information apply's. If you are under the age of
eighteen, or if it is not legal for you to view adult entertainment DO NOT
CONTINUE. Otherwise, enjoy and please email all opinions/comments to
_DANIFTY2006@yahoo.com_ (mailto:DANIFTY2006@yahoo.com) . Without email i
wont know if i should continue or not! This story is loosely based on my
experience. All names have been changed. Enjoy

    High School in NYC isn't for the faint of heart. It requires teeth and
claws like non other; or at least as far as Im concerned. My names Eric,
this story starts when im fourteen.

The first day of high school has already proved to be terrible. All my
teachers seemed just adequate at the least and the walls of homophobia were
closing terribly fast on me. Maybe it was just selective listening but all
I could hear from every hallway, every stairway was "he's gay" "fag" and
gay insult after insult.

    For the next few days I floated to class to class like a bee
pollinating a flower. Days turned to weeks which then turned to
months. Winter arrived and I began to grow as glum as an abandoned
puppy. During lunch time I would go outside to sit by myself behind the
handball courts. It was nice being alone in a school with nearly ten
thousand people, and it was even nicer no one cared what I did. I could
stay out all day if I had wished, no one really cares. However my lovely
lunch time retreat soon came to a close as it had grown to cold. I was
forced to stay in the cafeteria.
    The cafeteria is a grizzly sight. Food  is congealed in every crack of
the floor, and milk forms rivers every few feet.  For some reason the prospect
of standing bothered the lunch room staff terribly  so I found my seat at the
furthest away; albeit dirty table. Weeks went by with  no one coming over to
greet me. Part of me was thankful, part of me wished that  someone, anyone would
come by just to say hello. And it would appear my wish was  granted.
He was a good five inches  shorter then my generous height of six foot, much
more slender and had a large  mop of jet black hair with almond shaped eyes to
match. His skin a warm olive.  He dressed rather peculiar, often wearing a
corona beer cap, with Hawaiian theme  button down shirts with a T shirt under
them much too large for his small frame  and jeans and khakis as well too large
for him. However messy he looked I was  instantly attracted to him. Why I
honestly don't know, before this my "type" was  always those drop dead good
looking Aryans you see. I had seen him around my  classes, though never did
I talk to him, and never until now did I realize how  cute he really was.
All of a sudden he plopped down across from me and  just kept looking at me
square in the eyes. I instantly wrote him off as an  idiot or a drug head, and
gave him the cold shoulder. Although, I couldn't shake  him however hard I
tried.

"Can I help you?" I said

He grinned, "yeah id like a big mac with fries. No  onions"

I couldn't help but chuckle, although I was used to people  giving me funny
answers to my rather peculiar greetings. I always felt this  inherence to be
polite with a glaze of snotty added to it. I guess social skills  cant be too
great when your dad doesn't let you out of your  house.

"Sure, right after you leave; I'll get it for you"
He looked  at me sourly, but quickly seemed to enjoy this little game of
minutia.

"It's Lennon."

"What?"

"My name. Its Lennon"

His name shocked me, I figured that name was exclusive for rock  stars of the
sixties.
"What made you think I wanted to know your  name?"

"Cause you keep staring at me"

"Im not staring at you, your staring at me." With that said I  picked up my
bag and escaped up the stairs to wait in front of my next class.  All of a
sudden, Lennon was directly behind me. He held up a card  smiling.

"Elevator pass. I got asthma"

"That's unfortunate Why don't you go to your next class?." I  said without
looking at him.

"Well I am. Im right in front of it." He said with a cattish  grin. Gosh I
couldn't stop staring at his eyes, his face. That's exactly what he  reminded
me of. Some beautiful cat who keeps following you home that you don't  have the
heart to kick away. Although I was falling for him I couldn't let him  win
this easy.

"How fortunate for me..." I said in a mocking tone. Although I  think we
both knew that school suddenly was about to get pretty damn  great.