Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2008 20:04:41 -0500
From: TW
Subject: Corey and Evan Chapter 1

***Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional. Any character resemblence
to a person, living or dead, is entirely on accident and I assure you I
didn't intend to base it off a real person! Enjoy it.***

Sunday:
	"Why does life always have to be like this? It certainly wasn't the
first time I contemplated simply shifting my weight forwards causing me to
tumble down the stairs to my death. Of course it'd be just as easy to grab
a knife from the kitchen and stab myself with it - maybe I'd only just have
to fall on it. Mom left the house once again. This time it was because I
told her how I'm gay. Do you have
 a problem with it? Didn't think so.
	Where she went was easy enough to guess. More now than ever she was
going out to drink and wouldn't return until the next day. Not much of a
surprise really, as far as I can tell she's been a drunk for years. There
was one important question which I need to answer: am I the only one?
	I don't know any other gays. Seems as if there just aren't any out
there. Yeah, tell me there's plenty all you want, I don't see a reason to
believe you though. If there was someone I could be with I know things
would be much better. "
	Corey studied the journal entry he'd written long before. How
things had improved drastically since that day so long ago, he mused to
himself. At least he knew there was another gay kid in his year - a certain
Evan Hayes. Evan was fairly shy or so it seemed. Apparently he'd taken
quite a bit of flak for being gay at his old school and in result got
transferred to Corey's school. Naturally Corey was big-time crushing on
Evan.
	"If only I could have him..." breathed Corey as he sat in his
computer chair, now glancing out the window. The cold November skies were
bleak. A definite lack of color in the landscape. Slowly the sun set, the
sight Corey awaited. He'd always enjoyed watching the day end.

***

Monday:
	It felt like he hadn't slept in the least. Corey jerked upright in
bed and reached over, slamming the top of his alarm clock in a failed
attempt to shut off the harsh tone. He pressed the button in a much lighter
fashion - and it thankfully shut off. Then he was able to get up and flick
the light of his closet, the bluish florescent hue spilling into the entire
room, and leaving an eerie glow on Corey's face. Corey quickly threw on
some clothes for school and run out of his room, though the hallway, down
the stairs and to the kitchen.
	"Shit. 7:30?" There was no time for breakfast. So instead of
eating, Corey just decided to grab his jacket and drive to school.
	Kids flourish in the less-than decorated halls of Marion-Franklin
High School. The cost of living in the area and the inflated gas prices
caused the school levy not to pass. This meant that the school would of
course cut practically every enjoyable activity and not change a damn thing
in the Administration side (in fact, the superintendent would be getting a
bonus twice as large as the previous year, in addition to a 5% raise.)
	Per usual, Corey walked with his head down to homeroom. He wasn't
exactly the most popular kid, though not really hated either. The school in
general was fairly liberal so Corey didn't mind being openly gay
anymore. Homeroom was with Mr. Saarie this year - a new teacher who'd been
almost too laid-back (even for the students) as a substitute but
practically ruled with an iron fist now that he'd become a full-time
teacher. This stricter personality caused Mr. Saarie's approval rating to
drop, and it unfortunately seemed as if he ruled even harsher because of
it. Not to mention how being a tenth grade Language Arts teacher doesn't
really improve your coolness factor.
	Similar to the rest of the school, Mr. Saarie's classroom was quite
bland. Plain blue carpet covered the floor, and not much adorned the
cream-painted brick walls other than a "Knowledge is Power!" poster, the
chalk board, and an empty cork board behind Mr. Saarie's desk where there
would usually be photos of his family. The desks were lined in a horseshoe
or "U" shaped configuration - each the identical right-handed school desk
that had been used for roughly forty years previous.
	Corey took the seat farthest away from Mr. Saarie, towards the
upper-left section of the "U" (the teacher's desk was located in the corner
by the right curved part of the "U".) As always, Mr. Saarie had his nose
buried in some boring book, this time it was "The Jungle" by Upton
Sinclair. Corey didn't pay much attention this though. He couldn't wait
until sixth period Lunch, and finally seventh period Math where he'd see
Evan.
	Math with Mrs. McAllister would be the worst class, other than the
fact that Corey happened to share it with Evan. He desperately hoped that
as the quarter end was soon, that he'd get more classes with Evan.
	"You'll all find today's lesson on the board...we're reading pages
1-20 in Fermat's Enigma. Then get with a partner and discuss the material."
	For once Mrs. McAllister actually didn't give some long winded
lecture about the lesson plan. Corey was ecstatic though over the fact that
he would be able to pick Evan as his partner to "discuss the material"
with. Just like he expected, the reading was boring and didn't even teach
anything about math. But then the time came for everyone to pick their
partners.
	"Evan? Partners?" said Corey, only to receive a simple nod from
Evan. Everyone moved around the room and Evan took a seat next to
Corey. This was one of the few times Corey had seen him up close, and he
noticed more detail in the boy's face than he ever had before. Evan's
green/blue mixed eyes were weaker than ever, his bags under his eyes were
prominent; Corey knew something had to be wrong. He noticed Evan's skin had
a sickly pale tint to it. They went on to discuss the book like planned,
and Corey chickened out from asking Evan to go see a movie with him on
Friday. "Another day, I will...Another day..." he thought.

***

Friday:
	Never had Corey ever asked someone out. Girls had always been the
ones asking him out before he revealed how he was actually gay. This was
definitely crunch time. Friday had almost passed by, and Corey found
himself in seventh period again. He promised himself that today would be
different, and even convinced himself to sit directly next to
Evan. Mrs. McAllister droned on at the front of the class, while writing a
bunch of useless math on the overhead projector.
	"Listen everyone. Remember that the formula for an arithmetic
sequence is always 'A sub N equals A sub one multiplied by..." Her voice
seemed to fade out as Evan actually stroke up a conversation with Corey.
	"She's real exciting, isn't she?" he asked, with a sarcastically
quizzical face. Corey remembered the vital question he had to ask Evan.
	"Right. Oh Evan, I wanted to ask you something."
	"Yeah?"
	"Would you want to go see a movie tonight?" Corey broke eye contact
as he asked this. He couldn't handle a rejection like that.
	"A movie, tonight? Sure! I've got no plans...well then again, I
don't ever really have any. Did you have one in mind or something?"
	Corey didn't exactly have a particularly movie in mind, and was so
over-joyed from the fact that Evan wanted to go with him that he didn't
care what movie they were going to see. All Corey had to do now was tank
eighth period American History and ninth period Environmental Science. His
American History class was his favorite class, other than the fact of
course that he didn't share it with Evan. Environmental Science was his
least favorite class though, by far.
	Both Evan and Corey had decided to meet at 8pm on the corner of the
Movies 12 Theater in front of the small Starbucks Coffee there. It was
still cold and dreary outside, the asphalt parking lot covered in rain
puddles formed by the recent combinations of rain and snowfall. No sight of
Evan yet, and it was already ten minutes past - Corey was getting somewhat
anxious.
	A green compact car pulled into a parking space not far from where
Corey was standing. Evan opened the passenger door and climbed out, looking
cute wearing a grey Ohio State Buckeyes hoodie and some naturally wore and
torn blue-jeans. Despite the heavy hoodie Evan was shivering, to the point
that Corey just wanted to hold him close to warm him.
	"Hey!" said Evan as he approached Corey. His cheeks were reddish
and his breath swirled in the air before him. "I'm freezing my ass off!
Can't we..er.. go inside or something?"
	Inside they went together, and headed of course for the ticket
booth. Each came to the consensus that Quantum of Solace was a decent
choice. Evan followed Corey to the ticket collector (who as always, wasn't
even there.)
	"It's almost a waste, always paying for these tickets..." Corey
muttered under his breath. And it was certainly true.
	They turned the corner right and then left into the actual showing
room. After finding two seats near the middle, Corey asked Evan if a large
popcorn for the two of them would work - and then proceeded to go get the
food while Evan stayed in his seat. It only took Corey a moment and he was
back before the previews were over. Neither said much during the film, and
when it ended they still didn't say much. Evan tossed the large empty
popcorn bag into the trashcan and Corey followed him out the door.
	It was dark now, but the gloomy weather continued.
	"Will the clouds ever clear?"
	"I think so," said Evan extremely quietly, "it's too yucky out."
	"Yeah..." Corey listened to the patter of the rain on the
building's metal roof, combined with the sound of the rain splattering into
the ground and onto his windbreaker. He looked at Evan. Evan's hoodie was
just turning darker as it collected rain. Then he broke the silence.
	"Corey...I don't know why, but I've felt the entire time as if
something's been telling me I need to do this..." he paced around in a
quick circle and got really close to Corey. Both sort of leaned together to
share their first kiss with each other. Time seemed to stop, the raindrops
frozen in mid-air and the traffic on the main road unmoving.
	It went by too quickly. The kiss broke but Evan stayed really close
to Corey, his breath breaking around Corey's face. Both of them had a more
dreamy look, Evan's eyes no longer looked as weak as they had a couple days
before. A couple raindrops hit Evan right in the face, but Corey quickly
took his thumb and wiped the drops
 off Evan's cheek. Neither one of them had anything to say. The green car
pulled into the same parking space and Evan went to go get in it.
	"See you on Monday?" he asked, as he looked back at Corey.
	"Most definitely!" is all Corey could manage to shout back. Just as
quickly as the kiss, Evan had gotten in the car and left. Corey walked out
to his own car and couldn't stop thinking about Evan the entire weekend.

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