Date: Sat, 18 Aug 2018 19:12:26 +0000
From: Silver Firestorm <silverfirestorm@outlook.de>
Subject: Fireworks - Part 1

Disclaimer: This story depicts sexual acts between minors. Please be aware
of that.

Author's Note: This will be my first published series ever, if you have
some good criticism please send me an email. As my story takes place in
germany, you might come across some proverbs that don't make much sense. If
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Fireworks - Chapter 1

It was really hard to get motivated to do anything at all. Even getting up
and going to school. On most days I'd rather lay in bed, do nothing and
just stare at the ceiling. Some days my plans might have worked out. I
looked like a recently dug up corpse so my mum was pretty worried. There
was this constant nagging voice, which I hoped would some day just be in my
head instead of my bedroom, called Jess. She was the only thing that kept
me mopping through school and maybe even a bit sane.

"Why won't you just leave me alone?"

I moaned in a futile attempt to skip school another day. Jess thought about
it for a second gazing down at my floor.

"You know...there was this little pest five years ago which somehow became
my best friend despite sticking gum in my hair."

I saw it. The grin I hated more than anything else on the planet. A slight
bit toothy all the way cheeky. An annoyed sigh left my lungs.

"Every time you're going to reproach me with that, eh?"

Clearly shrugging me off Jess stepped out of my bedroom while I grabbed my
bag.

"Don't forget your homework!"

"You are worse than my mom!"

I immediately quipped back. Once more she shrugged when I came down the
stairs.

"Someone has to keep you functioning I guess."

Functioning was the right word. I just did what I had to do.

"Yes yes, my savior, I know."

"If you don't hurry up I'll just go without you."

No idea how she managed to get my sorry ass to school in
time. Unfortunately I saw the reason for my sorrow walking into the
building as I got off my bike. Right away Jess was behind me slapping me on
the back of my head.

"Stop looking at her" she scoleded me.


All of my problems began two weeks ago when Mia decided I wasn't good
enough boyfriend material to her. Now her chosen one was Sebastian Miller,
a stupid soccer player who looked pretty decent, which wouldn't have been
my choise of words. Jessica called him that before he stole my first ever
girlfriend.

Somehow I always had this feeling that Mia and I weren't meant for each
other. Given the fact she was one of schools prettiest girls my paranoia
was totally valid.

"How am I supposed to avoid her when all you ever do is drag me back here
every damn day."

After two weeks not only Jess was getting frustrated. In the beginning she
just tried to cheer me up and support me but by now I should've been
looking at other girls according to her. On the other hand I just needed
some time thinking about what I did wrong.

"Quit being such an emo for gods sake. I swear if you keep going like that
you're getting a Black Veil Brides shirt for your birthday."

Around a year ago Jessica began listening to a lot of metal music. At the
same time she dyed her hair black. Personally I just listen to music as
background noise. Locking up my bike I tried not to look anywhere else.


Another surge of thoughts and memories rushed to my head when I entered our
homeroom. My school totally didn't care for teen drama. Especially because
we only had two homerooms per year. You have to know school in germany is a
bit different. When you start school at the first day you get assigned to a
homeroom and youstay with it for the remaining time in this school. For
example I was in ninth grade homeroom B now. If you start school when seven
years old you'll move to high school and consequently year five when you
are ten. Unfortunately I got sorted with Mia four years ago which meant
every day for the next two years I would see her. That was if her dad
didn't get a job in the next big city two towns over. Let's be honest the
chance of me getting this lucky was unrealisticly tiny. Begging to get
transfered or behaving badly enough to get transfered into class 9A wasn't
an option either.

Once more I had to fight the urge to stare at her. Jess was constsntly
glaring at Mia but I was looking out of the window. I really loved my
window seat. Just being able to tune out was something most people couldn't
enjoy.


Somehow I made it through the day without sulking much more. I even managed
to get my head into some classes. But to be totally honest I was even
happier than everyone else to get out for the weekend.

My luck didn't last long though. Jess came up next to me cheerful as ever.

"Tonight are the fireworks in the city."

Right. We were living in a small village so all of our freetime activities
were limited to the next bigger city. This weekend the funfair was in
town. One of the most important events for us young people.

When our parents were young themself they went too so I was free to stay a
bit longer as long as I was with friends. Every other day I would've been
excited but with Mia on my mind and the 110 percent chance to meet her and
Hunky McHunkface I was more thrilled to jump into a pit filled with
poisonous snakes.

"Maybe I'll go tomorrow."

Of course that didn't fly with my best friend.

"Ethan Braun!"

A screeching noise was to be heard from her brakes. Out of courtesy I
stopped too despite knowing what was upon me.

"You are going to the funfair AND you are having fun!"

Having a discussion was useless. She shot down every excuse I came up with.

"But what if I tell you it's my aunt's birthday party?"

It didn't matter at all. Her answer?  Miss it, I don't care.

So it was decided. No videogames or tv or alone time. I'd be dragged into
her dad's car whether I wanted or not.


To be at least presentable I was showered and changed into some new clothes
around seven. The drive took us ten minutes so we were pretty quickly
dropped off. Taking in all the sounds and smells was always overwhelming at
first. First thing I did: I bought a bag of roasted almonds. At least that
got a smile onto my face. That slight sweet and salty taste was something
to enjoy every day. If only I had more allowance to get enough almonds to
last me for a year.

"I don't get how you can eat those things."

"It's easy. I pick one out and put it in my mouth."

My cheeky answer got me another slap. One day this will result in a severe
loss of IQ points. Instead of putting a snack into my mouth I dropped it.

"Oh come on! Stop hitting me all the time. You made me drop the only thing
bringing me joy!"

This in fact brought me a hit again.

"I love you too."

Jess was teasing me as much as I was teasing her. Otherwise this friendship
of ours wouldn't work out this well. Our next stops were the Breakdance and
Music Express. Even though I had a lot of fun with both rides I was glad
when I sat down on a bench a glass of cola in my hand. By now I had a lot
more fun than expected. We took both rides twice. On the second round of
Breakdance I almost puked which made Jess laugh her ass off.

"You see."

Gleefull she gave me a shove.

"You're having a good time!"

It was true. I had a lot of fun.

"Nah, won't say it."

My smile easily betrayed me though I didn't try to lie.


Darkness began to fall and all the lights of the booths gave the area it's
own flair. All the blinking lights attracted even more people. Everything
was good until I spotted Mia in the crowd. She was with Sebastian and some
of her friends. It stung. It always stung seeing her. Immediately my mood
dropped.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah of course..."

Jessica knew me too well.

"Naaaaw...Ethan stop it. There are more fish in the sea."

Easier said than done when you see your first love every day.

With a whiny voice I said "I can't."

Finally my best friend didn't hit me.

"Some day it will get easier."

I was astonished. It wasn't much but it was advice.

"D-did you just give me solid advice for once?"

"Yep! The first and last time. Next time I'll slap you to the next plane of
existence."

She would really kill me. In the end I tried to make the best of my
situation.


Thirty minutes later fireworks illuminated the sky. On the one hand I
enjoyed the colors. On the other holding a significant other would've made
it a lot better. At that exact moment I heard a loud 'boom' paired with a
modest 'hello'. Confused I looked behind me to see a guy my age and height
with a severe case of Justin Bieber hair - Blond hair and emerald green
eyes. They reflected the sparks in just the right way. For a few seconds I
couldn't do anything but stare. I didn't know why. Stammering I made a fool
of myself. He just smiled until I could say hi. The boy chuckled a bit and
everything slowed down. 'Boom boom boom.' Was it my heart or the bass of
exploding firework rockets? A decent blush rushed to his cheeks.

"I'm Lukas...M-may I give you my number?"

To say that I was shocked was an understatement. My brain went into
idle. Why would he give his phone number to me?  "I'm sorry, what? Couldn't
hear you." I wasn't sure if I heard him right. I wasn't even sure if I
heard him at all. One of my fingers pointed towards the yellow sparks in
the sky.

 "Oh..." The boy began fidgiting a bit. "I uh..."

He grabbed his phone and pointed to the display.

Now I fully realized. "I guess...."

Cautious I took out my own phone and opened the contacts app.

"Okay, shoot."

Unfortunately I couldn't really understand was Lukas was saying.

"Wait a sec."

To really hear him well I had to take a step towards him.

"Again please?"

I had his number punched in and almost immediately he seemed a lot more
shy.

"B-bye..." Without even looking back Lukas skipped through the crowd. But I
swear I saw a smile on his face.

This was the weirdest interaction I ever had. Never did I realize that Jess
ran somewhere else to get a better look at the fireworks. At some point she
came back beaming.

"Why didn't you follow me?"

Did I tell her that another dude just tried to flirt with me? No way.

"I...I...I don't know."

My answer netted me a weird stare.

"Can you call your dad?"

"Already on his way."

Jess grew wary of my behaviour.

"Are you sure nothing happened?"

I don't get how this girl knew me so well. Shaking my head I stared down at
my phone. "All good."


While we were sitting in the back of the car I always padded my phone
resting in my pocket. Jessica kept looking at me too. Just as I was about
to get out of the backseat she asked me.

"You met someone didn't you?"

I was surprised once more.

"Your phone. It was on your mind all the time."

"Maaaaybe....Gonna call you tomorrow!"

She seemed happy and saw her suspicions confirmed. It just wasn't possible
to lie to her at least not for me. Coming through the door I had the usual
chatter with my mom. Apperently I was shaken enough to have her ask me too
if I was feeling well.

"Of course! Just Jess pushing against me on the Music Express was tiring."

I smiled and mom didn't press further on the issue. Later in bed with my
phone in hands I stared at the contact information on the
display. Contemplating if I should write him a message. Why even would you
go to someone and give them your number? I could've punched him square in
the face. This was way too bold. Let's not forget that I'm not gay at all.

Hey I'm Ethan. You gave me your number at the funfair.

A sudden lack of judgement later I had sent the message. At least he got me
interested in the intentions.

Really? Didn't think you'd write me...sorry for just coming up and talking
to you.

It's okay, was a bit sudden tho.

Sorry for that.

He put that emoji with the water drop at the end.

It seemed genuinely sorry. As sorry as a person can be over a text message.

Just didn't know I had an effect on gay guys.

In retrospect my message may have been really offputting. Even when I fell
asleep an hour later Lukas hadn't written back.


End of Chapter 1

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