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Online Celebrity

Chapter Two:
"Dream Out Of Reach"

I spent all day Sunday in my room.

I checked my computer every hour on the hour to see if maybe Jesse-101 had posted something new! A video that was only a couple of seconds long would have probably caused me to dance on the ceiling! But I got no such offering. No mana from Heaven. None at all. No matter how many times I went back to his page to make sure, no matter how many times I refreshed the page. He was nowhere to be found. I guess it was my own fault for exhausting the whole stash in a day. But I couldn't help myself. He was SO damn addictive once you got involved in his life.

All it took was a smile, and a flick of his shiny blond hair...and he had instantly charmed me into a state of utter obsession.

I saw 'comments' being posted throughout the day on his YouTube account though. From other users saying that they loved his videos, and how thankful they were that he was able to make them laugh, and how his coming out story and advice on gay issues really helped them out when they were feeling alone. As well as many boys and girls alike saying, 'GAWD, you're HOT!!!' THOSE particular comments were littered everywhere. You could hardly scroll down a single page without seeing at least THREE of them. I don't blame them though. I'd be screaming the same compliment to him if I had the courage.

I have to admit that I was growing both impatient and jealous at the same time. All of these people got a chance to actually 'talk' to him. To connect. To express their feelings for him. And me? I was too scared to even rate a video annonymously. All I could think about was how stupid it was of me to go through his entire stash of videos in a single day instead of spacing them out a bit, and how I should kick myself until I was given more Jesse to watch later. I went back to watch some of my favorites for a second or even a third time. But...while I LOVED seeing his beautiful face, and ADORED hearing his angelic voice...the 'surprise' of seeing something new from him was gone. And I longed to a part of his life again. It was like missing a piece of my own life, you know?

So I was just left waiting. Waiting until he decided to give me something else to watch. An update on his life. A smile. A wink. SOMETHING!

Sighhh...I was almost ashamed for falling so far into a pit of hopeless infatuation with someone who was hardly anything more than a caricature on my computer screen. But it was much too late to prevent it now. The excitement wouldn't die down. The fever wouldn't break. And just when I thought I had reached a point when I could let go of the idea of inner 'alarm' would go off, and I'd have this insatiable urge to run back to my computer to check again. As if my sixth sense could somehow warn me whenever Jesse posted a brand new video.

Ugh...the wait was unbearable! Simply UNBEARABLE!!!

And for the next WEEK...I was disappointed one hundred times every single day by the fact that he didn't post a new entry. Even though I could see that he signed in to his account at least twice a day, according to the time signatures above. Wow...he was reading the comments and stuff He was making friends with other online YouTubers. He was favoriting videos and just...being 'alive' somewhere that, to me, felt as though it might as well be on the moon. He was actually....interacting with people on an almost daily basis. And even though I was too damn shy to say anything to him personally...I was almost ANGRY that other people got to share a few minutes of his time with him and I didn't. I mean....I WANTED to say something, but really...what would I say? He's like...this big YouTube sensation and I'm just...'me'.

'Jesse-101' was lucky enough to have gotten featured a few times. He had over 1,000 subscribers to his videos, and the amount of times his videos had been played were, like....TEN TIMES that! He was practically a movie star as far as the average online YouTuber was concerned. And more people signed up to gawk at his gentle beauty every day. People who were probably...sighhh...better than me.

And day when I checked back just for the hell of it, bracing myself for another disappointment...I saw it!


Three minutes and twenty four seconds long! That's three and a half minutes that I get to spend with my...with my...

Ahem...I mean, with 'Jesse-101'.

I swiveled my desk chair into position directly in front of the screen, and found myself, like...smoothing out my hair and clothes. As if I had to actually look 'GOOD' for him or something. Stupid, right? But I was WAY too excited to care at that point!

As far as I was concerned, my baby was home.

I took a deep breath, a little shiver running through me, and then I clicked the button to start the video. With both him and his friend, Artie, on camera. It felt sooooo good to be engaged in his world again.

What's up, YouTubers? Hehehe, It's Jesse-101! I'm sorry that it's been a while. I had some major homework issues this week, so I've been busy. I am, so, with it. Hehehe!"

Artie waved, but he never said anything in the videos. He just kinda smiled and giggled and silently backed Jesse up on his topics the entire time with his gestures and expressions alone. Like some kind of Marcel Marceau mime character mixed with a touch of Harpo Marx, I guess. But he was definitely a cutie too. Short spikey hair and bright blue eyes. An adorable sidekick for one of the most gorgeous boys online. I was really hoping that they weren' know...together. Oh God, PLEASE just let them be 'buddies'.

"Ok, so I have something on my mind, and I kinda wanna share it. know...turn your speaker volume up, or whatever, because it's important."

I did as I was instructed, and began to lightly bite my nails in anticipation.

"So I was looking at a few gossip magazines and stuff recently, right...and I just wanted to ask you all a VERY important question today before I get into anything else. Is that cool? Because....hehehe...I just wanna know your opinion on this. So feel free to comment below and tell me what you think! Ok?"

I waited with baited breath, my knees bouncing anxiously as a giant smile spread across my face. God...I was SO goofy over him! are you guys ready?

I saw his best friend Artie giggle to himself and hide his face with his hands as Jesse asked the question.

"Ok, it just ME? Or is Michael Jackson's oldest son, like...REALLY REALLY hot???"

I gasped a bit, and grinned as I heard him say it, Artie chuckling until his shoulders began to shake. Jesse gave him a playful shove and got closer to the camera.

"I'm SERIOUS! I keep staring at his pictures and stuff, right? And even though I don't wanna be creepy or anything, I can't help but think...'Wow! Like, he's really cute!' Okay, so maybe some people think it's too soon or whatever, but come on, I'm just being honest here! Prince Michael II is, like....a major hottie! Look at the fan video on the side link here! You can like, skip the first half, with all the baby pictures and stuff...but when you see what he looks like now...???"

Artie started to laugh out loud, and Jesse shoved him again, a playful giggle of his own being triggered by his 'accomplice'.

"Hehehe, pay him no mind! Listen, I know Prince Michael is still a year and a half younger than me...but he is SERIOUSLY 'datable', you know??? You've GOTTA look up pictures of him online and stuff! He's just plain sexy! I don't think he can help it! Hehehe, look, I KNOW it's a long shot...but, Prince Michael...if you're watching this...I want you to CALL me! Like...NOW! You're HOT! I WANT you! Ok? Hehehe! For REAL!"

Artie started pushing Jesse away from the camera and trying to cover his mouth before he said anything else incriminating. But Jesse only laughed it off and kept going.

"Oh yeah! And if Justin Bieber is watching...Artie is, like, head over heels in *LOVE* with you!!! TOTALLY! He has sexy pictures of you up on the inside of his closet so his dad won't see! Hehehe! He dreams about you confessing your love for him with your awesome voice EVERY night, I swear!!! He wants to totally DO you, dude! Just 'One Time', Justin!!! Just 'One Time'!!! Hahaha!"

At that, Artie seriously started to struggle and shove to shut him up, and that only made the video even funnier. Especially when they both fell on the floor, outside of the camera's sight and started cracking up while they were on the floor. Awww, Jesse and Artie always had SO much fun together. I wish I could be there with them. I wish I could share that smile, that laugh, that 'feel good' sensation. Put my hands on his body and give him a playful push or two. And have him do the same to me. As boyishly innocent as it was...the feelings inside of me were becoming sooo passionate for him that I actually found myself getting jealous of Artie being there with him.

I don't know why it ached so much al of a sudden...but...he was just someone that got to experience the beauty of someone I had grown to love on a whole other level that I just...couldn't reach. Not with all the heartfelt desire in the world.

"Ok, so this vlog turned out to just be some weirdness without much point at all! Hahaha! But maybe I'll make the next one even better. Who knows, it could happen right?"

I looked down at the little timing bar below the video, and was almost hurt to see it reaching the end.

"Oh yeah, and for those of you that emailed me and asked...YES, Artie actually CAN speak! Hehehe, in fact, he talks a LOT once you get him started! Don't you, Artie?"

Artie smiled, and shrugged his shoulders silently. And Jesse grabbed the top of his head and his chin to make his lips move, as he gave him a fake voice.

"Sure thing, Jesse! You're the hottest boy ever! You hear that YouTube? So you should subscribe and comment below!"

Then he added...

"And I REALLY want to spend an entire day licking Justin Bieber's balls for him..."

To which Artie turned DEEP red, and pushed Jesse's hands off of him before he made things even worse. They shared another giggle together, before Jesse signed off. Saying...

"See ya later, guys! And I'll post something else this weekend! Like...Sunday or something! K? Promise! Bye bye!"

And just like that....he was gone. A part of me felt my heart suddenly lose all of the enthusiasm it had for beating as hard as it was when he was talking in the video. And another big part of me was laid back in my chair, lost in a moment of pure bliss for being able to spend time with a boy who had strangely taken a center stage in my every fantasy as to what the perfect boyfriend would be. You know...if I had one.

I mean he was funny, and he was spontaneous, and he was soooooo very beautiful. The glow of his sweet blue eyes alone was enough to get me to wriggle helplessly in my chair before him. I can only imagine what they look like in person. They must be sooooo amazing. They must stop traffic whenever he walks down the street. Lord knows that I'd crash my mom's car if *I* saw him on the sidewalk.

Yeah...there were times that I felt silly, sure. I mean...this was a boy on the internet. That's not a real and accessible goal, is it? Despite what Lori said about him being close by, I don't really believe that, do I? I mean....even if he was close by, what are the chances that I'd ever run into him? What are the chances that he'd LIKE me if I did? And even, if by some cosmic MISTAKE, our paths were to cross and he actually was tricked or hypnotized into liking ANYTHING about me...I'd probably screw it all up by being a DOOFUS! I wouldn't know what to say to a boy like that. Not in a million years. He'd be better of with Artie

God...I wonder if the fool around ever? Sighhhh...why does THAT make me jealous? The idea of Artie's young 13 year old body wrapped around Jesse as they worked to relieve some sexual tension with one How hot is that? And even though it turned me on...I almost felt as though I was being cheated on. These feelings are best left alone, without further description. It only makes me sound like more and more of a psycho as I go along.

So obsessively adored.

So painfully out of reach.

Not a good combination. Believe me.

The coming Monday morning, I got up and went to school as usual, trying hard to keep 'Jesse-101' from entering my thoughts. It had to just be a build up of hormones on my part. At the end of the day, I didn't REALLY know anything about him. I just FELT like I did through his videos. Hardly enough to build a healthy infatuation off of. least that's the excuse I kept giving my heart to stop beating so fast whenever he crossed my mind.

I saw Lori in the halls that day, and she walked over to my locker with me as I changed out some of my books for my afternoon classes. I still looked around me and appreciated the beauty of some of the cute boys I shared this academic space with. I mean, there were PLENTY of hotties right here in front of me. Hell, some of them even said hello to me as they walked by. Even with the deafening whispers of me being a little too 'girly' to be straight. But I watched, and I smiled, and I noticed. I'm GAY! I'm supposed to notice the cute boys in my school, even if I never say it out loud to anybody. Not even to Lori.

But it was the sight of Jason Fixx walking by with his friends that caused me to hide my face from sight behind the locker door. Jason sorta looked at me, but didn't really acknowledge me with more than a quick glance and a smile. I wish I could say that it didn't make me blush...but it did. What could I do? His soft brown eyes were still hot enough to make me quiver inside.

I think Lori was aggravated by the lack of attention he gave me as he passed, and with a scowl on her face, she silently gave him the finger. I don't know why I did it, but instinct kicked in and I quickly reached out to bring her extended arm down. "Lori! What are you DOING?" I whispered loudly.

"What are YOU doing??? Tristan, that guy is a JACKASS!"

"Nooo, just...don't, ok?" I said. Wondering myself why I would stick up for him at this point.

"You CAN'T still be harboring feelings for that asshole???" She asked. "That was a MONTH ago! Move on. You deserve so much better. He knows you two were, like, 'dating'....and now he can't even look you in the FACE in the hallway? What kind of cowardly heartless bullshit is THAT?"

"Sighhh...Lori, just...please don't make things any worse. Ok? Please?" I pleaded. She shook her head at me. "What?"

"I KNOW what you're doing, Tristan! And I'm not gonna let you lower your self esteem like that."

"What are you talking about?"

"You KNOW what I'm talking about. You're playing 'neutral' and keeping a convenient lane open for Jason to come back and be your boyfriend again...JUST in case he gets horny enough to consider you worth the phone call."

I cringed, and looked around us. "Great. Really nice, Lori. Just broadcast my secret out to everybody in the hallway."

"This is NOT about your attractions. It's about you acting as though Mr. Asshole is the only decent available boy on the planet."

With a roll of my eyes, I slammed my locker shut, and backed away from her. "Just leave it alone, ok. Really. I'm not in the mood." She was equally upset, but I didn't give her the chance to offer me much of a rebuttal on the subject. I just kept walking.

I dunno...maybe she's right. My mind was telling me to be done with him and look for something better. But my heart was keeping the door open for him. I kinda....I wanted to feel like I was a part of something again. Something special. It might have been a fantasy and nothing more, but I so desperately wanted to close my eyes and be immersed in it once again. I missed that feeling. That constant vibration in my chest that let me know I was worthy of someone else's affections. Their lust. Their kisses. Their caresses. I needed that in my life again. Especially with me watching YouTube in some sort of a strange attempt to fill that void with an artificial boyfriend on a computer screen. It's just not normal.

Nothing about me is ever normal.

I didn't see Lori again until the end of the school day, and her sister, Michelle, was willing to give us a ride home. So I climbed in the backseat, hoping that she wouldn't bring up the conflict we had earlier No such luck. Lori wasn't one for letting things slide.

"You know what? We're going to the mall this weekend." She said.

"The mall? For what?"

"We're going shopping. Hellooooo? We're spending the day there."

"Heh...I highly doubt that the Orchard Mall is going to be enough entertainment to fill up an entire afternoon, Lori. It's barely an hour's worth of fun, and that's if it's full."

"We're not going to the Orchard." She said. "We're going to Hillside. The BIG mall."

I looked at her and squinted my eyes. "NO...we're NOT, Lori!"

"Yes...we are, Tristan!"

"What are you up to now? This is STUPID!"

"What's STUPID about it? We're going to spend the day at a much bigger mall than the one by our house? What's strange about that?" She asked.

"You know what you're doing, Lori! And it's stupid! So just...stop it, ok? Just count me out."

"I'm not counting you out, you have to go with me. So we can find...'stuff'."

"Stuff like what?" I said sternly, daring her to say it out loud.

Never one to back down from a dare, Lori said, "Like a hot piece of blond haired sexified ASS for you grab and shove your TONGUE in!" Making her sister up in the driver's seat laugh out loud.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud myself at the sudden burst of perversion, and she took my moment of weakness by storm, forcing me to give in. "God, Lori..what are you DOING???"

"WHAT??? Come on, go with us! It's not like he's just gonna randomly 'be' there this weekend! I mean what are the odds of that, right? If he shows up, it must be fate." She said.

"I can't believe that I'm even considering this...." I sighed.

"Why not??? You KNOW he shops there! So let's go!"

"Lori...this is...ugh! This is STALKING!!! Ok? It's ILLEGAL! There's nothing cool or funny about ANY of this!"

It's NOT stalking! It's SHOPPING...first of all. Ok? And if you HAPPEN to bump into each other, it's merely a coincidence. EVEN if you went there with the direct intention of meeting him in person." She said. "You get it?"

Thankfully, they were pulling up to my house, and I could escape this madness once and for all. "I'm outta here. I'll see you tomorrow. Thanks for the ride, Michelle."

"So you're gonna come with us, right?" Lori asked, pushing the issue.

"I'll think about it."

"Ok, so think about it NOW!" She said with a smirk. "Are you coming or not?"

"Ugh...what the HELL, Lori...."

"Just TELL me, yes or no, already!"

I hesitated. I squirmed. I hopped from one foot to the other. Just HOPING that I could hold off on an answer for just a FEW moments longer! Because the second I said ye, she was totally gonna FORCE me to go. I just KNOW she is! She'd never leave me alone about it until I caved in. So...with a bit of an infatuated tremble, alerting me to the excitement of the 'possibility' that Jesse-101 might actually BE there....I told her..."Ok. I'll go. But *NOT* for the whole day!!!"

She clapped her hands excitedly and bounced around in her seat! "YES!!!!"

"And I'm *NOT* looking for...HIM either! I'm just going to SHOP! Like you said!"

"Sure thing! I got ya!"

"And you're buying me one of those giant sweet sugary Cinnabon things in the food court, too! I MEAN it!" I told her.

"Yeah! I'll get it as soon as we get there if you want! Whatever it takes!" I hated to see her THIS happy, because it meant that she was plotting something. And....I dunno...this feeling I had for Jesse-101 was kinda...'private', you know? Because it felt silly, and weird, and I didn't really want to share it with anybody else. It was kind of embarrassing for me.

But in the most awesome way...

I walked up to my front door, and was quite disturbed to see a familiar bike leaning up against the side of the house. Sighhhh....which means that my mom had sold me out, yet again.

I came in through the front door, and sure enough, there was Scotty Lynch, right there in our kitchen, munching on one of my mom's famous desserts Every time my mom made something sweet, she shared it with Scotty. I think she just liked to see his boyish face light up with that cheesy TV commercial grin of his. It had gotten to the point where he would make a detour into my front yard every time he smelled something sweet baking in the oven. Giving him another excuse to stress me out. No wonder the word 'desserts' is 'stressed' spelled backwards! Sighhhh...she is SO not helping my situation here!

"Sup, T-Diddy?" He said the second he saw me, swiftly grabbing for a napkin to wipe his mouth.

And I *HATE* when he calls me 'T-Diddy'!!!!

"Scotty...dude..." I was angry, but tried not to be too mean to him. "...Mom? What are you doing?"

She gave me a strange look, and Scotty kinda finished up his last bite by shoving the whole thing in his mouth. Then he stood up and grabbed his skateboard out of the corner. "I just wanted to come over and say hello. You got home quick today."

"Yeah, I had a ride." I said, and then looked over Scotty's shoulder to flash a mean look at my mom. "You know...I've got a ton of homework tonight, Scotty..."

"Yeah. Me too." He said. "What kind of homework do YOU got? We're reading 'Romeo And Juliet', but this guy talks really weird, so I'm trying to get it right. But, he's being a freak about everything he says. It's like another language or something." I don't know what 'look' he had seen on my face, but he suddenly straightened up and tried to seem older. "But I'm GETTING it now though! And it's like...easy. You know? So yeah, it's stuff." He said, and moved closer to me as I walked around to the other side of the table.

"Yeah, so I guess I'll see you TOMORROW, huh, Scotty?" My mom hit me with a washrag when I said it, but Scotty didn't even flinch.

"Oh yeah, tomorrow is cool. Three day weekend coming up! Heh, yeah baby! You and me can totally hang out and do whatever we want. Right?" He seemed hopeful.

"Yeah, sounds like a plan." I said, and actually had my hand on his arm as I gently guided him to the back door.

"Hey, I've got that new Batman game for X360! You wanna come over and play or something on Monday? It's really cool."

"Sure." I lied.

"Cool! I've got some, like, coupons and stuff for cheeseburgers up at Flukies if you wanna go. We can know...spend some time catching up and...talking. Since you're always so busy." He said, the most innocent look of admiration on his face. "I kinda miss talking to you...Tristan."

"Ok, yeah, Scotty. That'd be fun."

"Really? You WANT to?"

"Yeah, Monday. Got it. Just come knock on my door." I told him, and practically pushed him outside onto the back porch.

"Alright! SWEET! I'll totally do that!!!" He grinned, and then added, "Bye, Tristan. I'm glad you..."

"Yeah. BYE!" I said, and quickly shut the door before he got even MORE infatuated than he already was. You strange as it sounds, I'm starting to think that Lori was right. I think that boy really DOES like other boys! What's worse??? I think he likes ME!!!

When I turned around, my mom had her arms folded. "For as long as you two have known each other, you could be a little nicer to him, you know?"

"I don't know him, mom. He just kinda followed me home one day, and hasn't broken the habit since." I looked on the stove, and the crumbs left in the saucer Scotty was eating out of. "Mom...geez, what are you doing?"

"They're lemon squares. Scotty LOVES my lemon squares. He came over looking for you, and the second he took a whiff of them baking I invited him in. I AM allowed to do that, right?" She said.

"Sighhh....suit yourself. But if you keep feeding a stray dog, it's just gonna keep coming back." She hit me with the dishrag for that comment, and told me to get started on my homework. Like I said before, Scotty's not really as much of a pain as I make him out to be sometimes. It's just..the second I'm nice to him, he practically starts humping my leg again. So it's best to just keep him at arm's length. It'll end up saving us BOTH a lot of trouble.

The rest of the week was spent with Lori constantly hounding me about not backing out on our trip to Hillside Mall this weekend, and with Scotty 'nonchalantly' riding his bike or his scooter or his skateboard or SOMETHING by my house twice a day, just to see if he could catch a glimpse of me and smile. I couldn't tell if Lori put this silly 'boy crush' idea in my head, or if it had been there all along and I was just too busy being annoyed to really notice it...but Scotty definitely had 'intentions' of keeping his eye on me. And not just because he was looking for attention, or because he needed some kind of hero worship figure in his life. Which know...intriguing, to say the least.

I actually tried to break my addiction to checking Jesse's YouTube account every few hours, but the more success I had in leaving it alone, the faster I relapsed when I finally gave into the temptation. Binging myself after a six hour battle with online withdrawals. I was so hopeless. I don't think it actually hit me that I might actually see him in real LIFE until Saturday morning rolled around, and I found myself trembling in the shower. I think it kinda...overwhelmed me all at once. It was all just some stupid, pointless, fantasy up until that very moment, when I realized that I was thinking about what to wear that he might think Sighhh...arrrgh! I shouldn't have agreed to this. I should be hiding in my room, refusing to answer the door when Lori and her sister come by. I mean, really, what am I DOING here? I'm just gonna casually stop by the mall for some weekend shopping and sensually bump into a boy that I've been drooling over for two weeks straight? And THEN what? What am I actually going to say to THE 'Jesse-101' once I look into those deep blue eyes of his and try to keep from falling at his feet as hysterical fainting spell stops oxygen from getting to my brain?

This is dumb. Why am I doing this? And why am I actually excited to be doing this?

Oh God....I'm Scotty Lynch! I'm totally pulling a Scotty Lynch right now! Ugh! And he's probably gonna look at me the exact same way. Pestered and annoyed. Sighhh...

When the car horn honked outside of the window, I froze up immediately. In that split second, my clothes looked wrong, my hair looked wrong, my voice was wrong, my shoes were wrong...NOTHING about me seemed to match anymore! It was all just a mismatch collection of garbage that was sure to get me laughed at, if not ignored completely.

I felt like my legs were walking all on their own as I walked out to the car, where Lori and her sister were waiting with giant smiles on their faces. Ready to whisk me off to the Hillside Mall, and quite possibly the most embarrassing day of my life. So why was I still going along with this?


The concept of just getting a GLIMPSE of 'Jesse-101' in the seemed worth it. Sooooo worth it. I could bear some humiliation for that. Let's just hope that I don't have to.

Thanks again for the emails you guys sent on the first chapter! I really hope you guys enjoyed this chapter as well, and look for more additions soon! Let me know what you think at or just stop on by the website at and say hello! :) Seezya soon!

And big thanks to openly gay/bi teens on YouTube like Mongoos150, Yaygasm, Alexthemagix, and many more...who are MORE than just cool, funny, boys that are pretty to look at...but are honestly reaching out with an attempt to make a difference! Even if you never read this, you guys...I thank you!