Date: Mon, 20 Feb 2012 21:00:09 -0800 From: Johnathan Seymour Subject: Found Love, high school, Chapter 1 Legal Writing: I do not anymore any copying or unrightfully stealing, so don't steal! All rights of the story rightfully belong to me and myself only. Email me for further information. Email at johnathanseymour@hotmail.com. This is my first writing, so please don't judge me too much. Chapter 1: Meetings Are Fortunate As I smiled at the man who has made my life worth living, I felt the pressure and the pain of staying on this damn hospital bed. I couldn't move, because I've reached the finish line, nothing left me to do other than smile at the ones has loved me for my whole life. Doctors were running around trying to save me, but I felt it was evitable. I could feel my being slipping away from this world, I wished I could stay, but I think I reached the end of my story. He held me hand as the doctors were franticly rushing me into the emergency room, he gave me that reassuring smile that has been there since the first time that I've met him. I just can't believe that it's all going away within a quick second. I had my whole life planned out for me, and now it's all ending. I guess I'm not as fortunate as most then. But I've had the time of my life, and I appreciated everything within it, even if it was short. I don't regret anything at all, and I wouldn't trade all the crazy adventures for the world. I slightly saw in my hazed vision, needles and IVs being slipped into my arm, I didn't even feel them going in. I was in much pain already; it didn't even affect me at all. I knew that my life had been more than blessed with everyone in it. Sometimes, I didn't even think I deserved it at all. I was glad that I met everyone that I have, because if I didn't, I wouldn't be okay with letting go. I am content and found the most important things in my life, and with that I was happy to live or die. It didn't matter to me, because I believed that I had everything that I could possibly have. Sure, I was leaving behind people that care about me, and I wouldn't wish for anyone better. I am grateful with everything that they've given to me and I wouldn't have it any other way. That was my truth and I only wish the best for them. Even though I was dying, I was kind of ready to go, not that I didn't want to live, but I honestly don't care if I went or not. As I was slipping into my death coma, I heard him say something and it was the last thing I heard before I closed my eyes and finally was ready for heaven. He said, "I love you." 10 months earlier... *Julian's POV* "Julian, sweetie wake up," Rebecca said, shaking my shoulders for me to wake up. I groaned at the interruption of my sleep, but decided to open my eyes for the new day. "Gosh, I remember how much I dislike waking up this early for school," I replied, as I turned in the comfortable sheets covering my body from the turned down AC in the house. I swear, it was so cold in here sometimes. As she shook me some more to fully get me awake, I sat up, rubbing my face of the sleepiness. I was seriously tired of waking up this early. I mean, who wakes up at six? "Now that you've woken up, it's time for you to get ready for your first day back at Shawnmory as a senior!" she said, as she opened the dark, mahogany curtains and let the bright light into the room, which caused me to shield my face from the sudden brightness. "Mom," I said, adjusting my eyes to the lighting, "I'm just as excited as you are too, but you don't need to be that excited." She turned towards me with her fiery, strawberry blonde hair bouncing on her shoulders. She was usually so prim about herself. She was always taking care of herself and that's why she is waking me up so early. It was a good and bad thing. Most of the time, I hated when she comes and wakes me up from my must-needed rest, but it's for the better I guess. "Julian Walter Sullivan, get your butt up from bed and get ready for school. I will be downstairs with your father where there will be breakfast. Now get to the bathroom," she demanded, as she flocked out of my room. She can be so...commanding. Mothers I guess. As I turned on the environmental-friendly lights in my large bathroom–Rebecca and her crazy ways–and walked to the porcelain sink that was cold to the touch. I looked up at the large mirror above the sink. I saw the bags under my forest green eyes of not getting enough sleep, it was nothing new. I have dealt with it before. It was all those hours put into all those things that I was joined in, that basically killed my time. I was taking piano lessons, vocal training, ACT and SAT private prep tutor, personal training to stay fit and private theater training. Then, I would have to deal with the things I have at school, such as Senior Beta, Student Council, and tutoring students at the learning center to top it all off. Thank god, I rid of most the hard work in my junior year, so I don't have to worry as much. Yep, my schedule was pretty horrible crammed, but it was all scheduled to where it all fitted. The only times I actually get to HAVE free time is on Friday to Sunday and that's pretty much my only breaks. Other than that, I work 24/7 of the time at perfecting my resume and my application to Juilliard, in which involves charity work. So, I'm pretty much your average perfectionist and I liked it. Keeps me interested and never bores me. As I thought of my path to stardom, I looked into the mirror once again to see my short dark brown hair with specks of gold in its locks thrashed around on my head. I twist and turn a lot in my sleep. I touched my light-tanned skin, I loved that I was tan, but not too tan. It gave me a very nice color to my skin, instead of that pasty-pale skin I used to have. I took care of everything now with myself. I couldn't stand to be so uneven with myself. I washed my face and brushed my teeth, and looked into the mirror, flashing a smile to see if there was anything on my teeth. Then, I proceeded into fixing my hair up and styled it to the way that I liked it, simple and adorable. As I left the bathroom, I reminded myself to get a bleaching scheduled this week. I looked into my closet and wore casuals that I would wear for school; usually I wore vests, cardigans and skinny jeans. Today, I decided on wearing an A&F cardigan that I recently just bought, along with A&F skinnys that I bought to go with the outfit. I looked in the large body-sized mirror and looked at myself in the outfit. They were cute and they were new, which was a good start for the beginning of the year. Especially my senior year too. I grabbed my personal-custom made satchel, my iPhone, and the keys to my car. I walked downstairs to hear the chattering between the maids, cooks, and my family of course. They were the loudest out of the three. I passed up the maids who all gave me kind, gentle smile that made me smile too. Even though, I was still sleepy, I still knew how to put on a smile. I finally got to the first floor, where one of the maids greeted me with good mornings. As I walked down the hallway, I could see the flawless decorations that Rebecca insisted on doing and they please much did their job–to compliment the house. I saw the various paintings of the wall that were purchased with tons of bids and money. There lots of family pictures as well, my parents demanded we kept memories and still do to this day. I told them it was ridiculous to have THAT much pictures, but they insisted on it. I reached the dining room to see Shane–my father–and Rebecca sitting at the table reading magazines and toying with their smartphones. Well, at least my parents are hip and current, or maybe it's because they have to. They staring intently at their phones until my coming distracted them. "Good morning, Julian," Shane said with a smile on his face. I swear that man never loses a nerve. He's the type to always smile on a horrible day and turn it around. "Morning dad," I said, hugging him. He was wearing a suit as usual, because he was a CEO of a popular company called Lanslaster. He is a strong-minded man who has never given up on his dream to build his own company and it was built from small to now international. He had dirty blonde hair, brightly-lit blue eyes, and sun-kissed skin that looked perfection. That's why I was so caught up with getting into Juilliard, because I too, want to success largely. Rebecca was a music producer, and that's where I get my musical side from. I sat down to see my breakfast, eggs, English muffins, turkey bacons, and orange juice. It was the only that I ate every morning anyway, unless I'm staying at someone's house. "So ready for your last year of high school, Julian?" Shane asked me, as I took a bite of the bacon that had zero fatting in it. My parents were obsessed with healthy food like there was no tomorrow, because we had a reputation to live up to. I was used to it though. "Yep, and then on to Juilliard," I replied, taking a sip of the organic orange juice. "Well, we know you'll make it there son," Shane responded as he continued to read the digital newspaper for any signs of celebrity gossip. I smiled at that and continued to eat until someone interruptedly marched into the dining room with their loud walking. "Good morning, bitches." Kyan said as he walked up to the table and sat down like he was an important person or something. He was wearing Versace sunglasses, skinny jeans, plaid shirt, and suspenders. He was seriously into fashion, and that was pretty much his long-life goal. To become a fashion designer as my dreams lie elsewhere. He was pretty much dead set on it. I guess my father's looks run in the family, because Kyan also had the same bright blue eyes, sun-kissed skin, and boy-ish good looks. The only difference was that he had blonde hair like Rebecca, but on the other hand didn't look like anyone in my family, I guess I was unique then. My father and mother had one daughter and three sons. Me, Kyan, Kyle, Khristina. Yeah, I was the odd one out with the K thing. Maybe, I was special to my parents and they didn't want me to be like other people. Kyle and Khristina graduated last year and went off to college already, leaving me and Kyan as the last heirs of the Lanlaster siblings at Shawnmory and in this town. This was my last year too, so Kyan was on his own next year, unless my parents decided to have more children, in which would be insane. "Morning to you too, but watch the language Kyan," Rebecca said without looking up. I swear hip parents and their obsession with technology now-and-days. "Morning to you too, Julian," he said, texting rapidly on his phone. I smiled at my younger brother, who was only two years younger than I am. He was a sophomore this year round. He was by all means, dramatic. He was the drama queen in every situation and has established that he liked that way. He was probably Shawnmory's best theater student. Hell, he was basically the leader and manager for all the school plays and musical acts. I was usually the one who played the music in the background. He was also the president of Student Council as well and let's just say that he comes up with the most ridiculous ways of raising money for the school, most of it going into theater and arts though. "Ready for your Sophomore year, Kyan," Shane asked him. It seems like my parents were ever so interested in asking about our readiness for school. Kyan smiled and bit into his breakfast before speaking with a full mouth, "Well, I'm ready for Julian to finally graduate and leave to somewhere else besides by me." I gave Kyan a fake smile, "Well, let's just hope you survive the rest of the years." He gave me the middle finger, stuffing bacon into his mouth. Rebecca, gave the death glare at Kyan for cussing, "You boys play nice and Kyan finish your food, you need to get going. Oh and Julian, Zane came by this morning." My nerves started to become tension at the mention of that name. Why did he dare come to my house after what happened? Oh whatever, he was trying to make up to me and just wanted to say sorry. But to come over and ask for me? Geez, the guy sure has dedication. "Oh why?" I asked, like I had no clue why he was coming over. Rebecca rolled her eyes, "He came over looking for you Julian, he was asking if you needed a ride to school. I was going to let him in, but Kyan here stopped me and said that you two were riding together." I looked at Kyan and silently thanked him for that, I wasn't ready to deal with Zane right now. Especially after what happened, and I'd talk to him about it at school when we get there. "That boy looked really concerned about you Julian. Is every between you two alright?" Shane asked, putting his iPad down and stared at me with his fatherly-concerned look. I felt uncomfortable, because I didn't want to talk about this in front my parents, so I made up an excuse to leave and go to school. I wasn't ready to talk about it with them yet. "Um, I have to get to school, I have to do the morning announcements and talk to Mr. Sams about my lessons." I said, getting up to leave. My parents looked at each other with concerned looks on their faces, both thinking of the same thing. They always knew when something was up and could feel it. They knew us so well. "Well, me and your mom will be here if you need to talk about it kay?" Shane said, with a serious look. I smiled, half-heartedly, thinking that I would talk to them about it sooner or later, but right now wasn't the time. I still needed to get my thoughts and facts right. Though, I appreciated their caring. As Kyan and I walked out into the Californian heat, Kyan spoke. "Well, that was weird. What happened to you Zane?" he asked, standing next my Mercedes-Benz with his arms crossed. He knew me better than my parents and understood that. Great, I should have known he'd ask me about it. "Me and him are just having some difficulties and we just need some space from each other." I replied, turning on the car and letting the heat air being cooled out before we get in. "Kay, but you're talking me about later then. You're not getting away with it alright bitch?" he said, chewing his gum. He was acting like he was the older one and that I had to tell him everything about my life. "Okay, I'm the older one and I don't have to talk you everything going on in my life." I said, sitting in my new cooled off car. Kyan grinned as he got in, "I know, but I'm the bigger bitch." I scoffed, "Right, more like a BIGGER bitch." "Whatever hoe!" he said as he lightly punched me in the arm. I guess you can say we have a normal sibling relationship, but it's more of you-stay-on-your-side-and-I-stay-my-side-type-of-thing. I mean, we never really get along, only agreeing on certain subjects. We never really fought about anything, or at least it hasn't gotten that far. We were siblings, so it makes sense that we didn't agree on the same things. There are some things that I really don't mention in front of Kyan, because it's either too personal or something he doesn't need to know and I'm pretty he does the same. Overall, we were simple loving brothers. "So how's that guy you've been seeing over the summer?" I asked him, trying to be social as I drove on the highway to school. Kyan immediately froze up at the mention, but then smiled nervously trying to hide whatever it was that he was hiding up. "Um, yeah. I still see him." I smiled at his nervousness; it was rare to see Kyan break a sweat. It was probably too embarrassing to talk about. "Hey, hey I'm not trying to pry, but shouldn't you at least introduce him to me or Mom and Dad?" I said, realizing that I don't even know the name of the guy my brother was dating. There was a long pause before Kyan answered back to my question, "Oh well, he's not really the public type. He doesn't want to be out in public with me yet." I rolled my eyes at Kyan's answers, obviously he would make a decision like this. He was seriously into guys who were either in the closet or straight. He had a thing for football players and athletics. "Well, you better watch yourself, the ones who don't want to be seen in public with you, would be the one who breaks your heart." I told him. "Well, you worry about yourself and I'll worry about myself kay?" Kyan said, before getting back to his many text messages that were firing in the car. "I tried," I said under my breath, so he didn't hear me. Sometimes family can really be distant. *Keegan's POV* I stood in the office of Shawnmory High with my sister, as she was finish getting everything settled in for me on my first day at school. Ugh, just the words "first day" aggravated me and made me even more tired than usually. I didn't want to be here and wanted to be somewhere that didn't involved smart, rich-kid bastards that abused their privileges. I was here, because my sister, Katherine, made me go here. She said with all that bullshit about how I needed to get away from everything that was poison in my life, to start over and start fucking anew. Like I gave a shit, I'm just gonna end up leaving this school another place anyway, so Shawnmory is nothing special for me to get excited over. I hated this place already and desperately was in need of some pot right now. Gosh, I could not wait till she left, so I could just ditch this place. As Katherine walked over with her long, brunette hair hanging over her shoulders, she handed me a bunch of papers and stood next to me. I knew she was about to give me one of those pep talks and I honestly don't give a fuck, because I tune out most of the time. I seriously stopped caring about anything a long time ago, especially after that...incident. I didn't want to think about it right now, I just wanted to go. "Hey, Keegan. This is your first day and first time to this school after the move. How ya feeling?" she asked in her genuine voice. I really didn't like being mean to her, because I thought it was rude and also the fact that she'd smack me if I didn't so. I wasn't always like this, things happened in my past that led me to becoming this. But then again, I really don't want to think about it right now, I didn't want to torture myself with those memories. "I guess fine, I really don't care." I replied, trying not to think at that moment. "Keegan, we're just getting our lives together, so I'm begging you. Please don't do things that not only hurt you, but others too," she said, with the saddest look on her face. She was always worried about me, like it really mattered anyhow. "I heard you, I'll be good," I said, trying to get her to shut up. She sighed and leaned back in the chair as if she wasn't successful, in which she wasn't. She rubbing her temples, trying to think or relieve stress. Then a woman interrupted us, "Keegan Anderson? Am I right?" I rolled my eyes, "That'll be me." She extended her hand, I shook it as courtesy. "I'm Mrs. Lance. I'm Shawnmory's guidance counselor and I'll be at your service right now." She had a short red-haired bob, long legs and wearing a red suit. She must love that red. She smiled at me like she didn't see that I was a bad kid that'll end up in her office a hundred times. "Well, since I have a little time on my hands, I'll go show you around and whatnot so you don't get confused or lost for that." "Kay," I said, trying to smile even though I hated to. Before I got up to leave, Katherine pulled me to the side a second. "Hey," she started, "I want you to enjoy today. Make friends, and stay in your classes." I nodded, trying to get her out here already. "Well, have a nice day. I'm off to work kay?" she said, turning to leave the office. "Well, let's go, Keegan," Mrs. Lance said, leading the way. I followed as if I did give a damn, because I'll just pretend to like this school and then skip when first period starts. I really needed a smoke. As I didn't listen to Mrs. Lance at all when we strolling down the halls of Shawnmory, I saw a bunch of hot girls pass by. Yeah they had nice racks and nice asses. I'd be sure to get their numbers later and hopefully get laid today. As we passed by the group of girls, they giggled as they stared at me saying compliments about me ass and my body and how cute I looked. I knew what they wanted, and I gave them my crooked smile and nodded at them, which send them into even more giggles. I turned back to the direction we were walking in, and smiled to myself. Oh I was going to like this school. Then we reached a row of columns and Mrs. Lance stopped in the middle of the dark green lockers. She looked the locker number–I assumed that this was my locker–and wrote down the combination on a notepad she had on her. She ripped off the note and extended her hand to give to me. I take the note and looked at it, and it was the number combination and the locker number. She looked at her watch and a surprised look came across her face, looking like she left the hair straightener at home on. "Oh my!" she started, looking around to see students coming in and filling the once-empty hallways of the morning. "Well, I have to get going to help other students around, so I'll leave you to your locker," she said, almost rushing off before saying something else. "Oh, Keegan. If you need any help, ask any of the students here or any members of Student Council, they'll be more than welcome to help you. There's a student that's here usually to help new people. His name is Julian Lanslaster. He's one of the school's best students and I'm sure you'd like him. If you see him, he'll help you and see to it that you're accustomed to our school campus." She said, before finally walking off. Like the fuck I wanted to meet this fucking Julian kid for? He's probably some suck up who's fucking butt-ugly that can't get any more than a jerk off a night? No thanks, I've had my dosage of smartasses this morning. I need to get all that out with some good ole' weed. I couldn't wait to smoke any. I turned to my locker and played with the locker until it opened, then I proceeded to put up my stuff in the locker and setting it up. I didn't really want to see anyone, especially not of those who zone onto new kids like me. They ask too much fucking questions and shit, so I just wanted to avoid drama. I hated when people looked at me and tried to analyze me like they were fucking interrogating me or something. I don't know them, so they shouldn't know me. Ugh, to makes things worse, this is a smart people school too. I hated places like this, because they were shallow, spoiled, and nosey. I couldn't even begin to fathom how I even got here and why Katherine would consider putting me here. She was probably trying to torture me blind. Ugh, I know I'm going to hate it here, I can already feel it. As I thought of all the things that were really pissing me off, some kid came next to me and opened his locker. He had short brown hair that was styled, like one of those magazine pictures. He had a fair tan and was about the height of 5'10 or 5'11–I wasn't really sure. His skin was basically flawless, no blemishes or any traces of acne scars. It's like his entire was made up of going to the dermatologist and skin care products. But who am I kidding, he was probably some rich kid who was geeky or even worse, lame. But then again, I could be wrong, he could be one of the most popular kid in this perfect, money-ridden place. I mean, he wasn't ugly, at least to me. Not that I was gay or anything. He was attractive and everything. He placed large amounts of books and sheets into his locker and closed the locker. I just stared at him as he sorted through a clipboard that he held. He didn't notice me until he finally finished, in which shocked him and caused him to drop his clipboard. I, for some reason, went to go pick up these papers which is something that I usually don't do for people. I wasn't really the nice guy, I was usually called an asshole or douche bag, because I was mean or uncaring. I am a totally contradiction to myself, because I am here picking up papers for a stranger. "I'm so sorry, I'm so clumsy!" the stranger said, nervously picking up his papers. He looked up at me and I saw two beautiful forest green eyes fixed on me. I, for some reason, couldn't keep my eyes off of his, they were so captivating. In that moment, I knew this guy wasn't going to be someone I just ran into, someone who would change me. The feeling hit me so hard, I was stuttering for words. "Um, yeah. It's okay, I shouldn't be standing in front of people staring anyway," I said, smiling. Ugh, why am I smiling? I thought I was having a horrible day? He smiled brightly and that made me blush. "Well, anyway, I'll be more careful next time. But um, are from here? Cause I haven't seen you around here, and I pretty much know every student here." I smiled back my best smile, because well, I didn't want to seem like an asshole for not smiling! "Uh, no I'm not from around here. I'm from New Orleans, you know the Mardi Grasi state?" I replied trying to be funny. But why was I even doing this? He laughed, "Of course, I know that. My family's originally from there, but they moved here for business reasons." I smiled and felt light inside, at least someone was somewhat connected to me in a way. "So when did you guys move? I'm surprised I haven't met you before." I said, trying to keep the conversation alive. He made a thinking face and got a smile, "Well, I guess it was after my parents got married I guess. That was years ago, probably when I was like five or four. I kind of don't remember." "Oh, well, it's nice to have someone in this school who gets where I came here," I said, closing my locker door. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at his phone, like it was a planner and then back to his clipboard. He took some papers in his hand and handed them to me. Great, more papers to carry around. "Here are some papers since it's your first day of school. Don't worry, they're just club sheets and newsletters. If you need more they'll be in the office or with Student Council members," he said, pointing towards the office, which I already knew where it was at. I took the papers and put them into my bookbag. "Wait, aren't you on Student Council?" He rolled his eyes, "No, but since they got their hands tied up with the office work and class meetings right now. They got the Beta Seniors to work the dirty stuff like giving people papers." I widened my eyes, damn this school was serious about their students being more active and lively. I guess I'd have to join some things later on then. "That must suck for you." I responded. I couldn't imagine taking on such tedious tasks. He shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "It's not really a bad thing. I'm the school announcer anyway, so I'm expected of this anyway." Wow, he had a lot of things that he did for school. One of those over achievers I think. "Well," he started, interrupting my train of thought, "as you can see, I have lots of things to do at the moment, but I'll catch up with you later." He turned and started to work in a different direction, but I wanted to conversant more with him, since I had no friends in this school yet. I might as well befriend someone before I'm swarmed by the wrong people. Better get the dirty on people. "Oh!" I said, to get his attention before he started to walk away. He turned around with a smile on his face, he was glad to be of service. "Do you need something?" I quickly realized I didn't get his name, "I just wanted to know your name, so I could you know, find you later." He smiled and laugh at it, "Um yeah, I'm sorry for not saying first. I'm Julian Lanslaster." Then the name that Mrs. Lance said a while ago to me suddenly popped in my head, this was that guy! No wonder he smart and such an over-achiever. I take back everything I said before about him, he was the exact opposite of what I thought he was. He was different than most people I've met, the others had this assumption about me that was a lost cause, but Julian looked at me with a hopeful smile. He had a heart of gold, but I wanted to know more about him. "Oh, you're who Mrs. Lance was talking about awhile ago," I said, smiling. He raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Well, I'm sure she mentioned me. What did she say?" "Oh she was just praising you and told me to go to you for help and a complete tour around the school, since she didn't have enough time finish it." I replied, hoping he would give me around school. "Well, since the other Beta members are here today, I'll give you a tour since you're new." he answered. "Alright then, show me the way Mr. Lanslaster," I said, gesturing for him to go first. He laughed and walked in front of me, "Well thank you, you can call me Julian, most people do. But I haven't gotten your name either." "Oh, I'm Keegan Anderson," I said, smiling my best smile. I wanted to leave a good impression. He blushed and started to lead the way. "Let's get going, Keegan." *Rob's POV* As I walked into the hallways of Shawnmory, I saw my old friends and buddies from my junior year. Gosh, how I missed the hallways of this school! I was dying to come back to school! I love this place! It makes me feel like I had a complete life and all the people here were so nice and friendly. Plus, it was lively as well. I was Robert Cadwell, the school's football quarterback. Yep, I was the athletic one here. I wasn't like most typical football players at other schools in the states. Shawnmory has a big policy about bullying and that applied to everyone. Not that it was bully-centric before, but there were precautions after teen suicides started. But I wasn't like the jocks that you see the movies. The dumbasses who can't even get their heads straight and was the main bullies in the shows like Glee. But I was Finn in the Glee version of our school, except I was like Trevor Donovan's twin from 90210 in disguise. I was the nice guy who everyone was friends with and I was also smart too–everyone at Shawnmory was pretty much smart, so no difference. I was your average guy in the looks department, blonde, buff (Teddy's look alike, remember?), and crystal-clear blue eyes that I was so proud of. I was also tall too. 6'4 and that made me a giant compared to most people. I had a nice pale-ish skin that looked more of porcelain. Makes you think of Kurt from Glee huh? Nah, I was Teddy kay? But it made me unique and I stood out for that. Quarterback remember? I don't know why I'm cracking jokes and making comparisons to celebrities. I guess today was a good day. I was actually proud for being athletic and having these looks, I was really blessed with them. So, you would assume that I was straight because of the whole jock thing and I had a girlfriend that was fabulously hot and on the cheer squad. Actually, it was pretty much the polar opposite. I was gay, but I was in the closet. Even though I was friends with everyone and that no one would care if I was gay at school, but I was scared to tell my parents. They didn't have anything against the gay community itself, but they would be furious if I was a mo'. So they wouldn't be particularly too happy about their star athlete child gay, so I just kept it to myself. I wasn't really ready to tell anyone anything yet. I just needed the right time is all. About the whole "you-need-a-girlfriend-or-some-girl-on-you-thing"? Yeah I kind of told everyone that I was saving it for marriage and wasn't interested to date until I got to college. Everyone totally bought it, including my parents, but now this is my last year here and I didn't know what to do. I knew I was going to do this year, but who to start off with first though? I'd only told one other person about my sexuality, Jane. Then, as I was walking down the hallway, which was filled with vast amounts of Shawnmory kids, I saw in the corner of my eye, I see Jane walking with a bunch of the cheerleaders on her team. She was star captain of the Tigers cheerleading team. She was the all natural blonde beauty and everything that guys wanted. She was beautiful, smart, loving, nice, and understanding. Some even say that it was insane for me to not go out with her. But due to my sexuality, that was impossible. If I was straight, she would be mine, but it wasn't like that. She was the bestest friend you could ever have. She was the only other person who really understood my feelings about hiding my sexuality. She was obviously shocked, because I didn't see that, but she understood and accepted me. When I told her, we immediately clicked as friends and we're almost inseparable. We never believed us when we told them we're just friends. Jane stopped when she saw me, ran and threw all her weight onto me. She was a short girl and didn't weight much, in which I wasn't even tipped over by her random jump-hug. "Oh Robbie!!!! I missed you so much this summer!!!!" she said, letting go and stood back. I smiled, I missed her too. I couldn't stand a day without her gossip and funny stories that she would tell me. My summer in the Hamptons was so boring. I couldn't get by without her ever-so-good-advice. "Janie, I missed you too! God, the Hamps were terrible without you!" I replied. She sighed, "Yes! Gosh, never leave me alone again!" she responded, and re-hugged me. "I won't," I said, embracing the hug. Her friend behind her awh-ed and blushed when I smiled at them. I knew they had crushes on me, Jane would tell me all about them. They were completely obsessed with me and the whole entire football team. It sounds really cliché and everything, but it's true. "Go get a room you two," one of her friends said, sarcastically pretending to be annoyed when she wasn't. Jane laughed, because it was so ironic. "That's funny, Sarah, but I'll see you guys later. I gotta catch up with Rob here." "Kay, slut." Sarah said musically, as she and the other girls walked away, leaving us sort of alone. Jane rolled her eyes to that last part and smiled. "Well, Rob how was your summer?" I rolled my eyes at the memory of my boring summer, "Ugh, I hated it because none of my good friends were there. I moped over the guy of my dreams and I had to hang out with my brothers." She laughed at it, "Wow, I can't believe you had to hang out with your brothers. They're pigs." "I know right?" I replied. She waved at a few of the volleyball team members passing by, they waved back. She was such a people's person. She's always been that way. "So how was your summer?" I asked the same question. She thought about that for a second. "Well, my summer was really combination with boys, parties, and traveling. But let's just say that my summer was overall...hot." I rolled my eyes to her, oh that girl. "Well, you sounded like you had a lot of fun then." "Well, that's what I'm screaming," she replied. We catched up even more while walking to my locker, hers was next to mine too. The school board must think we belong together too. People now and days. So we put up our stuff and set everything up. "So you were missing him?" she asked, out of the blue. "Hell yeah. Everyday." I responded, remembering his face. She smiled. "Don't worry, he'll come around for you one day." "Or never." I said, closing my locker. "Just tell him, Rob." Jane exclaimed, closing her locker. I sighed. "I can't. What if he doesn't feel the same? Plus, he has a boyfriend." She shrugged her shoulders, then paid attention to something else. I tried to find her eyes and I found him. "Speaking of the devil, but who's that with him," Jane said with a devilish smile on her face. He saw us and approached us with someone who looked like a new student. I saw him, Julian. He was walking someone around, he was always the one to help others around. He was the guy who would give everything he had to save a friend. He was average height, he reached about my chin, but that was because I was overly tall. He was the guy who had my heart since the day I knew for sure that I was gay. He was one of my best friends and we've been friends since birth. Our families were longtime friends and we were always around each other, so we became great friends. We were like brothers, except for my feelings for him. Never mind, scratch that. I've crushed on him since the eighth grade. That the year I was starting to discover everything about myself and the year where when I realized he was more than just a friend to me. I know I loved cared about him, but I wondered if he did. I know he has a boyfriend now, but hopefully that guy isn't going to be the one. I pray every day that I would be the one to be the guy who ends up with Julian. Hey, a guy can dream right? Anyway, he was the one my heart was set on and one I will gather enough courage to talk him about my feelings for him, but I just needed the right moment to do that. I just hoped he would understand me and confess his unrequited feelings for me too. But that was a hopeless prediction. I just wished I could be more than friends with him. When he finally approached us, he had a happy smile on his face. "Hey, Jane," Julian said, hugging Jane first. Lucky bitch. "Hey Mr. Lanslaster, thought you were M.I.A today. I was looking for you all day," Jane said back, giving me a side wink. This indicated me to say something to Julian. It was our secret way of telling each other to say something. I shook off Julian's mind-boggling beauty and tried to think rationally, even though my cock underneath my jeans were slightly betraying me. Thank god I had self-control or I would have creamed on myself. Julian looked at me and smiled, which melted my heart at the sight of it. I loved his smiles, they usually made my day and make it better. "Hey Robbie," Julian said, hugging me, "I missed you too. I've been dying to hear your summer in the Hamptons." I smiled back at him and chuckled, "Jane and I were just talking about that. My summer there wasn't so good. It was just boring and with my brothers. We all know how they are." He smiled and shook his head, "They're just annoying and..." "Horny bastards," Jane intercepted. We all laughed at the interception, Julian looked so fucking adorable! I really needed to jerk off right now, I was getting really horny by just looking at Julian. He looked even sexier than last year! Last year, he was sort of pale pale, but now he's sun-kissed tan, which did suit him well. His hair looks more lush and beautiful, just wanna run my fingers through it. His skin still perfection with any teenage acne issues. He was, in my eyes, perfect to me. "Oh I know how they are Rob. They're so...distracted by women. I'm surprised you don't act like that," Julian replied. I raised my eyebrows, "What's that suppose to mean?" "I meant that, I'm surprised that you aren't talking about girls all time, let alone date one. You are basically an Adonis to a lot of girls, but you somehow have lots self-control about being a guy," he explained. I thought about that for a minute, "Well, I'm just a big believer in waiting for the right one. I'm just being a gentleman instead of being those assholes who get their girlfriends pregnant." "That's a good thing. There's not a lot of guys like you in this society. Keep it up, we need guys like you," Julian said, lightly punching me in the arm. "Exactly," Jane said, checking her reflection for any blemishes. "Well, I'll try to keep it up. I want to be that good guy," I said. "You are. If you were gay and I was single, I would date you," he said, and he didn't know how true I wanted that to be. It would make my life a little more exciting. "Yeah, I bet," I said, my eyes going towards the stranger standing besides Julian. "So, who's this guy?" Julian looked behind him, and had this I-just-remembered-who-was-standing-behind-me-thing expression. "Oh my bad, I'm sorry for forgetting you there Keegan," Julian said, turning to the stranger. "This is Keegan Anderson, guys. He's new to this school." The stranger, Keegan looked interesting. He wasn't the regular, general, student that would go to a school like Shawnmory. He looked like the troubled, drug user that lived in the scary parts of the cities. Now, I wasn't profiling him or anything, but that's how he came off. He had the looks and buzzcut hair that Wentworth Miller would be so proud of, and he was as tall of me and that was saying a lot. He had hazel eyes that were complimented by his dark green two layered shirt. He had tattoos under his shirt–revealing from the shirt–that reminded me of that gay pornstar, Cliff Jensen, or anyone who has tattoos in general. He looked like your average bad boy. I hate those types, always trying to be bad and act like they don't give a damn. They weren't fooling anyone with that sad, depressing crap with their life issues. I can already that he and I weren't going to like each other. I just had this feeling in my stomach, but I wasn't the one to judge people by their covers, so I was going to give this guy a chance. He was standing there with an awkward stance and face, like he didn't know what to say to us. He slightly smiled and spoke with a simple hey. I felt bad–can't look rude in front of Julian–and extended my hand to Keegan, "What's up new guy?" He shook my hand nervously, and smiled, "Nice to meet you too." There was a long pause before Julian broke it, "So...Keegan these are my best friends Jane and Rob here." Keegan tried to smile, although it wasn't really showing. "Hey," he greeted again. June smiled and winked at him seductively, "Hi Keegan." She said that in the most slutty voice ever. Keegan got even more uncomfortable by her forwardness. I could tell he didn't really like that approach. I decided to break the ice, "So Keegan where are you from?" His face lightened up a bit, "I'm from the N.O. in Louisiana." "Oh yes, he's from our hometown Robbie. Can you believe that?" Julian said, with a bright smile on his face. "Oh, that's cool. I'm from there along with Julian here. We grew up together. Connection bro," I said, with a comforting smile. He smiled and looked like he tried to be friendlier with us. "Oh yeah, that's cool. I was surprised when I heard Julian say it. I didn't think anyone here was from there. It's almost like I feel just at home." "Well, we'll make you feel at home here at Shawnmory," Julian said, throwing an arm around Keegan and looked at him with a sexy smile, in which made me completely jealous. Julian was probably into this guy even though he had a boyfriend already. I wished he looked at me like that instead of a big brother, it made me feel like a freak. "Thanks, so when does the bell ring for class?" Keegan asked, looking like he wanted to get out of here as fast here could. "Well, about now," June said, and as if she were a psychic, the bell had rung for class. A look of relief came to Keegan's face, "Thank god. I need this day to end already." Julian had a look of slight concerned on his face to what Keegan said, "Hey Keeg, don't worry. First day's hard for a lot of new students here. I'm pretty sure you're not the only one." A smile came across Keegan's face, he was obviously smitten by Julian's words. But who wouldn't be smitten by Julian? I was more than smitten, I was fucking mind-fucked by the whole thing. Julian looked at Keegan with friendliness, but there was something that was different about the tone in his voice. He was sort of acting like a total dumb blonde in front of him and Julian wasn't like that unless he was into a guy! Ugh, more competition? Just when I had to Zane and some guys in the drama club, I have to deal with this new guy now? Just my luck. Julian turned to both of us, "Well, guys time to go and I'll be showing Mr. Anderson to his homeroom, in which was mine homeroom." I smiled at both of them, "Alright, see you two at lunch later then." "Nice meeting you Keegan," June said, waving at Keegan. "Me too, and you too Rob," Keegan said before him and Julian walked off in the crowded hallways as students were going to class. "You know, you need to step up your game," June said, looking at me. I was confused, why would she say something like that? "Um...why?" I asked her, giving her a confused look. She raised her eyebrow, "You really didn't see that, Rob?" "See what?" I said, having a feeling I knew what was about to come out her mouth. She scuffed, "That Keegan guy is sort of into Julian, and I think Julian is into him too." I rolled my eyes, "I think we both know Julian has a boyfriend already." "So? I heard there's trouble in paradise with their relationship," June said with a smile. "I'm sure it's nothing and plus they've been together for a LONG time," I replied, knowing that I was happy to hear that. "Everything has a term limit, so you better tell him you love him before Anderson does," June said before she walked off to her next class. I knew that I had to get to Julian before anyone else does, and I had to move quick too. I wanted Julian to be mine and I had to try. He was the one for me. *Julian's POV* Some classes later... As I walked out of my class, I was thinking about today. Today, was a great day. I finally get to see my good friends again! I was so happy to see Rob's athletic self and June's cheerleading rock body. But also, there was a new student I met this morning by my locker. And oh my god, he was soo cute!!!! I miss sexy fine cute!!! I was so shocked, I dropped my clipboard and everything. He was a totally hottie, but very different from the rest of the male student body here. Most guys here were preppy–rich school, duh–or athletic. He sure was packing some muscles but he didn't look like the type to try out any sports. Keegan was sure a different type of guy that I've met. He was the bad boy type, like he had a troubled past. He was cute though, especially with those tattoos that I saw under his shirt as we picked up my sheets. God, you don't find guys like those unless you went to the urban area of the city. He had the most beautiful hazel eyes ever. They just pierced my soul when I looked into them. It was like I could see into his soul and see his troubled life. Gosh, look at me thinking how a guy is that I just met. Plus, I had a boyfriend, so I shouldn't be thinking of Keegan like that. But damn, he sure was my type if I were single. He had the tattoo, bad boy thing going for him, like Wentworth in Prison Break. I know, it seems so lame to compare guys to celebrities, but he did kind of look like him! I remember watching that show because of Wentworth. I leaned against the locker as next to mine, thinking about Keegan. I seem to can't get him out of my head. I gripped on to my sheet notes for practicing later. As I thought some more about Keegan, my locker door slammed shut and startled me. "Good morning to you Julian," the voice and I recognized that voice immediately. I was hoping that I didn't have to see him today, but I was either way. "What?" I replied, looking in Zane's deep gray eyes. He had an arm against the locker behind, so I couldn't really run off anyway if I tried. Zane, here, was my boyfriend of five years. He and I met in the eighth grade and instantly were attracted to each other. He was perfect and still is. He was the guy that everyone liked and was friends with. So when we met, I friended him and then it escalated into the long-standing relationship we have today. Zane was the type of guy that every guy wanted to be and every girl's wet dreams. I'm surprised no one has tried to hit or flirt with him since he's been with me. He had those gray eyes that drew you into his arms and his perfectly tanned skin with his short brown curls that curls at the tip. It was like Justin Bieber hair, except it was more lush and curly. You would have thought he had a whole set of curly hair if he took off his baseball cap. He was a little taller than me, he wasn't by any means short or anything, but he wasn't as tall as Rob or even Keegan for that matter. But that's because they were giants anyway. Zane was a medium built and was on the school's baseball team star. He was an athlete and a sexy one at that. We are a great-standing couple that was everyone's favorite role model, but it didn't seem that way lately. We were having issues as a couple. Things have come up that's complicated our relationship. Things have happened in the summer that complicated my trust in him. It was incredibly aggravating to have a boyfriend who everyone wanted. It was like clockwork for us. I tried to lessen my fears of him ever cheating on me, but sometimes I couldn't trust him. But I guess that's how he is. He was dedicated to me and I was to him, or least that's what I wanted to believe. "Nothing, I just wanted to say good morning to my boyfriend that I love very much," he said, leaning in for a kiss. I move my head, avoiding his tempting kiss. I wanted to kiss him ever since the party at Marty's party two weeks ago but he went overboard at that party and there was no excuse for his actions. He saw that I wasn't in the kissing mood, so he backed away and rolled his eyes. "C'mon, Julian, when you're going to forgive me for what happened at the party?" Zane asked, giving me a sympathetic look. I rolled my eyes and gave him the most serious look I could ever give someone, I was getting really aggravated by his ignorance. "Are you serious, Zane?" I started, "For one, I now can't trust you to go to any parties without you catching you locking lips with someone else. Two, you were all over that guy. And three, you did it while I was at the party. A little advice to the wise, you don't cheat on someone when they're there–or maybe, you wanted to do it in front of me. Ugh, it was completely atrocious and a disgrace to our relationship!" He closed his eyes, inhaled and exhaled. He smelled like lavender and a tropical breeze, which I loved. I got to remind myself to thank his mother for that. But he should have never made out with someone besides me, because I was his frickin' boyfriend! I was suppose the one he was remotely suppose to make out with. The horror when I opened the door when I went to find the bathroom was more than I bargained for. It was my boyfriend sticking his tongue down someone else's throat! That was inexcusable by a lot of means and it killed my trust for him. "Look Julian," he started, "I'm sorry babe. That was a mistake, and I was drunk off my ass. I didn't know what I was doing and that guy was hitting on me since the beginning of the party and he was waiting till I got drunk and he took advantage of me." I scuffed and rolled my eyes, "Really? Cause from my point of view, it sure looked like you were taking advantage of him. If I recall, he came to my door and told me that he was sorry and that you told him that you were single. How bout them apples?" He had this look of defeat and grabbed me by the back of my head and kissed me, forcing me to kiss back. He tasted like peppermints and mints, I missed that taste. God, how much I missed it, but still I was still angry. It lasted a good couple of seconds till I pushed him off and slapped him. There wasn't really any around, so no drama to be recorded here. "See? That's how much I love you, Julian! I would never cheat on you and if I wanted to, I would have broke up with and then get with someone else. But we're still strong and I love you. Even though we didn't have sex yet, I still love you and want to be with you. I slipped up by accident, okay. I'm so so so sorry that I even considered doing that, but I was just really horny and drunk. No one loves you like I do, especially for us who's lasted five years. I love you that much," Zane said, trying to convince me that he really does care. I wanted to believe him, but after that night, I just can't easily trust him again. Trust was something that is built-up over the times of the years. That's what we did, but Zane had to go do something that stupid to break that trust. I just couldn't trust him at all right now. It made me look bad and it made me feel stupid and like I wasn't good enough for him. Like he didn't want to be with me and that he needs someone else to fill in that void. Sure I didn't have sex with him yet, but it doesn't mean that you can cheating on someone while you're with that person! I just haven't been ready to do the deed yet and yes, I know the five year thing. We just haven't come to a decision about it. Losing my virginity was a big thing and "I can't do this right now, I have to go to the music room," I said, ducking under his arms and heading in the direction of the music room. It was study hall hour for me, so I was going to warm-up and practice in the music room. He grabbed my arm before I walked off, I turned around trying not to cry if I saw his beautiful face. "Hey, I'm sorry and please call me later kay Jules? I love you," he said with a sad face. I wanted to cry so bad, but I nodded and walked off, leaving him there. Why does bad things happened to good people? *Keegan's POV* God, I was fucking lost looking for the study hall room. I was walking around the school looking for this one room. I could have asked someone, but I didn't do that, so now I was walking around looking for a stupid study hour. Fuck it, I should just get off campus and go smoke pot somewhere. I needed a hit, I was stressed and needed something to take my stress off. I wished I had someone here with me to tell me where to go. Like Julian did this morning, but he was on a different schedule than mine, so he was somewhere different than me. He was really nice to me, normally people don't do that. At least in the city, they didn't. But I guess they were just nice here. No bullying or any malicious activities going on here from what I could see. Julian even introduced me to his face, who were also nice to me. This place was so inviting and welcoming ever since Katherine and I moved here, even the people were nice. The other students and the teachers were really engaging and kind. Maybe, this school wasn't as bad the others. It was weird, but I was starting to like this school and that's something that doesn't happen very often. As I was walking to find the many double doors that led to outside, I hear a piano and then a someone's voice singing with it. It was beautiful and nothing like I've ever heard. For some reason, I wandered to the sound and found a door with the title, "Music Room". Well, sounds much. I opened the door silently incase if there's teachers in there. As soon I tippy-toed in, I was hit with sound waves that were beautiful to my eyes. It sounded like a professional singer live in here. It was Proscenium Theater that was beautifully designed and the architecture was refined. It was dim in the room, except the stage. I looked up at the stage and at first I couldn't make out the figure, but it couldn't be... It was Julian! He sitting at the piano, and singing! I didn't know he could sing! Damn, is there a thing he can't do! It was such a surprise to hear this. I sat down in the far corner and sat to watch him hit the bridge of the song. Next time I'll be braver, I'll be braver, I'll be my own savior When the thunder calls for me Next time I'll be braver, I'll be my own savior Standing on my own two feet I won't let you close enough to hurt me No, I won't ask you, you to just desert me I can't give you what you think you gave me It's time to say goodbye to turning tables To turning tables Turning tables, yeah, yeah Turning, yeah. Julian then closed the piano and wiped his face of the tears coming down. I stood up and clapped for the wonderful performance. He jerked and turned to see me, he looked startled and wiped the remaining tears from his face. He smiled and walked the edge of the stage and waited as I approached him. "I didn't know you could sing Julian," I said, lifting myself onto stage. He smiled and helped me pull myself on stage. "Well, I didn't know you were a stalker, Keegan." I laughed, "Well, I'm not. I just hear you in the hallway passing by and just wandered in." He smiled and sat down on the piano seat, "I guess these walls are thin. So...what are you doing out here? Aren't you suppose to be in class or something?" I gave him the awkward look, "Well, that's why I was wandering the halls to begin with. I was looking for the study hall and I got lost, so that's how I ended up here. But what are you doing here?" "I was practicing and warming-up, I have to for the Welcome Back assembly this Friday. I have study hall too fortunately so you're in luck. At least you have one class with me," Julian said, and looking at his phone weirdly. I couldn't see what he was looking at, but I could tell that it was bothering him though. "That's cool, so how was your day friend?" He scuffed and looked aimlessly in another direction, "Was good, could be better. Yours?" I sat next to him, our thighs touching. "Well, mine was okay for my first day here. But sounds like you're not having a great day." He smiled and looked at me with those green eyes, "I guess. My boyfriend and I are having a fight right now. It's just straining on our relationship right now. I wish I could feel better, but I don't." Julian was gay?! Wow, I never expected him to be gay, but I guess it makes sense with his singing and friendliness. I couldn't imagine Julian with a girl. Which means, that I had a chance with him! No, I'm not gay, I'm bi. I swing both ways and was okay both types. It never bothered me that I liked both sex. I was attracted to both sex. I think dicks are great and pussies are great too. They both feel good and no, I wasn't the stereotype that bisexual men are more prone to cheat. I wasn't like that. If I was with someone, I was theirs. I'm half-way gay and half-way straight and I was okay with that. I think Julian was a beautiful and hot! He was one of the guys I would date, one of those gay preppy kids here. But too bad he had a boyfriend. I would have asked him out. "Oh, it's okay. I know what it feels like. I had to leave my girlfriend back in the N.O. and that was a strained relationship too. She was just I couldn't be with her because of certain events that has happened," I replied. "That must have sucked. I know, I caught my boyfriend making out with another guy and that was hard," Julian said softly, our arms touching now. It felt nice to have someone real and nice to talk to about this stuff with. "Well, let's just say it was really complicated back there, but I'm fine now. You should do the same," I said, bumping my shoulder with his. "Thanks Keegan, looks like we'll be friends here then. Consider me the first friend here you've made," he said, bumping my back. "Your welcome, and your singing is phenomenal by the way," I said, smiling. I wasn't my usual self. I didn't act like this around people. I was usually off-putting by many people and usual don't socialize much. Because I was like that, but I guess my bad boy act was seen through by these people. I guess a change in attitude was good. This was the place to do it too. "Thanks, but yeah let's get you to Study Hall before they call for you," Julian said getting up and straightened out his clothes. I got up and grabbed my bag off the floor, "So maybe...we can come back here tomorrow and hear you sing again." He smiled and laughed, "Well, I guess if you're so interested." "Hey, why would you not be in class," I asked as we walked off the stage. "Cause I get special treatment," he replied with a sly smile. "Right," I said leaving the theater room. I loved moments like these when you're alone with someone who understands and is cute. Julian was cute and he understood me. I was going to be friends with this guy or more than that. *Rob's POV* "So thought of your plan to get Julian into your lap?" June said, grabbing her salad. I rolled my eyes at her, "No, I'm not sure I even have one." She stopped in the middle of the line, in which caused some people to get angry. "What? You need to make your move and swipe him from Zane," she said finally moving again. People sighed in relief as we moved through the line and towards our table. "I'm not a homewrecker, June. I don't destroy relationships regardless of my feelings for my best friend," I replied, trying not to let anyone hear us. She sighed, "I guess, but I wouldn't know right?" I laughed, "You're such a hoe, June, it's almost funny." "You know you love my Teddy," she said, pulling her hair back to eat her salad. "As to you my Silver," I said, biting into my burger. It was funny how we compared each other to characters on a show. But that's how was with us, except for the whole we used to go out thing. "Well hey you guys!" Julian said, jumping right now to me. "Hey you," June said, referring to Keegan who came and sat down next to June. "What's up?" Keegan said, placing his lunch plate down. He was sure in a good mood now than before. "So you're in a better mood." "I guess, but that's because I heard Julian's singing talent two periods ago," Keegan said, smiling at Julian, in which made him blush. Ugh, why does this guy make Julian do things that I want to do with him? "Well you heard him sing? I'm surprised you didn't hear it sooner. He's always singing," June said, taking a bite of the salad. "Well, you'll get an earful of it sooner or later," I said, gulping down my fries. Julian, next to me, punched me in the arm. "Well, I didn't think that my singing has become such an annoyance. Fine, I'll stop singing in front of you guys, but don't expect me to sing you guys to sleep when you're tired anymore." Everyone laughed. "So that's how it's going to be?" I said. "Yes, you're taking my singing for granted," Julian said, eating his salad. "Wow you guys are so weird," Keegan said, laughing a little. "Why?" Julian asked. Keegan shrugged his shoulders, "You guys are talking about singing someone to sleep." "This is something we do sometimes," Julian said. "Yeah, it's pretty natural," June said, looking at herself in the compact she always had with her. "Sounds interesting," Keegan said, eating his food. "Yeah," Julian said, "how was the summer for you guys?" June and I explained the whole thing with my brothers and everything. Julian and Keegan looked really surprised at that. Then Julian went on explain how Zane basically cheated on him and everything. I was so surprised by that. How could Zane even do that to my baby? How could he do that to Julian? Cheat was awful and how could you cheat on Julian. Julian was basically god-sent. Douche bags now and days. They just take everything for grant. If I was with Julian, I would never even think of such an atrocity! "That asshole!" I started, "how could he cheat on you like that?" Julian shrugged his shoulders, "It's just he said they kissed because they were drunk and a lot of other stuff." "And you're gonna let him off the hook? He stuck his whore tongue down someone else's throat! And last time I checked, that was not accidental." June said, putting down her compact mirror. Julian looked like he didn't know what to say and Keegan was speechless because he was the new kid. "Um, I do not and I honestly don't know what to do," he replied. June pulled out her lip-gloss and looked at me and we were talking to each other mentally. She was signaling me to take this chance to try to destroy what was left of their relationship. I felt bad, but it was gonna end anyway right? "My poor baby!" I said, pulling Julian into my arms. "You don't deserve that. Zane is an ass for that. How can he do that to one of my best friend and try to get away with it?" "Yeah, I guess, but I just don't know anymore." he said, not fighting my hug. "Well, this is how I see it. Break up with the bastard and find someone who's faithful, good-looking, and totally dedicated to you," June said, describing me to Julian. She knew how this game was. She knew what was coming. She knew how to handle it and do it well. She's broken a bunch of guys hearts and she played a mean game too. If anyone knew the power of persuasion, June was the fucking abuser of it. Julian got up from my arms, oh how I wanted him to stay there forever. "Well, I'll handle it my own way guys. Thanks for the advice guys. It's nice to know that I have great friends to rely on," Julian responded, smiling. "Don't worry we're here to help. And Keegan will be an additional emotional support. He's our newest member to our group." Keegan smiled, "Thanks, I don't know what to say. I'm new and you guys are taking me in and that's just amazing." "No problem dude," I said. "More people means more fun." Keegan smiled at that. "So, Keegan how was your summer sexy?" June said, in her ever-slutty voice. Julian and I rolled our eyes to that. June was overkilling the whole slut thing sometimes. But that's our group and friends. *Julian's POV* Afterschool As I got into my car, I was encountered with something in my car. I tried to revved the engine, but it sputtered. That's strange, it never happens unless you were into movie or something. Great, on the first day of school too, just my luck right? I stayed afterschool and did a bunch of things for the next day preparation of school. I come to my car and this is what fate has planned for me? First, I had to deal with a bunch of unnecessary Student Council crap, my boyfriend, and now my car wasn't working properly. What else is going to happen today? Then, my wish came true. The heaven frickin broke loose and it was pouring? It's like the fates have it in for me. Now, I had to run back to the building and call my Shane or Rebecca. Kyan left before me, so he was a no go. Ugh, I wanted to go home now and cry on my nice, comfortable bed. As I was running through the parking lot–ironic how I park far from the building–I saw Keegan coming out the building. He stopped and saw me. "Hey!" he said as I ran to him. I was soaking and felt like crap. "Hey." "Um, what's wrong? I thought you left by now. Is something wrong?" he asked. "Yeah, my uh, car is not working proper and I need a ride home, so I was going to call my parents," I said. "Oh, well you can ride with me. I was just leaving cause I had to stay for a bunch of club info meetings," Keegan said. I smiled, I probably looked like otter shit, but I was rocking it the best way I could. "Thanks," I said, smiling at him. "No problem," he said, with a wide smile on his face. When we got into his car, I was greeted with the clean atmosphere unlike Zane's messy car. Keegan's car had that new car smell in which I loved. There was no mess on the floor, and I thought I was the only clean guy in this world. It was nice to know that some guys are clean and neat. Now, I want to see how clean his bedroom was. "Thanks for the ride, Keeg." I said, holding my bags. "No problem, you're my friend and this is what friends do right?" he said as he pulled out into the road. "Yeah, thanks though. I didn't want to bother my parents with picking me up. They're always working," I said. "Yeah, my sister works like two jobs. She's always doing stuff to have money in case of bad things happening, in which always does. She's a hard worker." Keegan said, but what about his parents? "So what about your parents?" I asked. "Oh, well they passed away awhile back," he said, getting uncomfortable. There was a long pause before any of us talked. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ask that. I didn't know," I said, feeling stupid for asking a question like that. "No, it's okay. You didn't know," Keegan replied. "Down here?" "Yeah," I replied, directing him to my estate. "Damn, you got a nice place," Keegan said, passing the gate. "Yeah, I guess," I said, gathering my things as he parked in the driveway. "You guess, it looks like the shit around here. You're like fucking rich dude." He replied. I looked at him before I was about to get out the car. He looked into my eyes with a smile. Our faces were close to each other and I could feel his breath on my face as mine did the same to him. It was like a scene in a movie where the guy would kiss the girl and they'd have insane sex in the backseat. Unfortunately, I had a boyfriend and I was in front of my house. It would awkward after. I broke the silence and turned away from his face. As much as I wanted to kiss him, I wouldn't be any better than Zane. "Alright, I'm get going now," I said, as I opened the door. The rain had lessen to a sprinkle, so it wasn't logs of rain hitting me at 100 mph. He smiled and bit his lip, which was so fucking hot!!! I just cussed in my mind! Dang, this boy has gotten me to bad things already. But I guess it was a good thing. I needed to loosen up a bit. "Alright Jules, I'll see you tomorrow then?" he said. I nodded, "Yeah, you will most definitely see me again tomorrow." I closed the door and waved to him as he drove off. He waved back with a smile on his face. I smiled and think I blushed to. Crap, my brother was probably watching and probably my parents too. Maybe they didn't see. I can just get pass them without letting them see me. I turned around and was startled to see my parents and brother standing right in front of me. Damn, I should known better. They were better at this than me. What made me think that they weren't going to know? "Why hello, my loving parents and awesome brother," I said, walking to the side of them and hopefully into the house. Then I was stopped by Shane's arm blocking the way. Crap. "Where were you son?" he said. Oh crap, I had to explain what just happened and why it looked bad on my part. I had some `splain to do. ---------------------------------------------- Hello guys, I'm Johnathan and hopefully you guys liked my story and want to read more. I try my best to make it the best I can. I hope you guys like this beginning, in which took a long time to write. So if you guys have any questions or any feedback, email me at johnathanseymour@hotmail.com !!!!! I will hopefully make another story by the end of this week!