Colors of Love
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Author's Note: Colors of Love is a fictional story (taking place shortly after Reality Slap, which was in fact, based on a true experience), though it revolves basically around me and my Brian/ Bri-chan (Hiiii!!! AISHITERU!!!) Hee hee, sorry. Getting back on track...as always people, I BEG all those who read my works to send me emails!
Chapter I, Part II: Beginnings
13 August 2001. Monday. 8:30am CST
"WATSON!!" The gym teacher yelled. "PICK UP THE PACE! WE DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!!" She shouted at me, as I was mid way up the tall climbing rope.
I narrowed my eyes and yelled back "Shut UP!" Gym class. I hate gym class. In my lack of concentration I let my grip slip, making a distressed face as I fall off the rope and hit the mat, while the others laugh--Did I mention I REALLY hate gym class? Pouting I sulk over to the group and plop down, Brian behind me, patting me on the back.
"It's okay, nice try."
After everyone finished, we showered and left the gym. As we were passing between buildings, Brian pulled me into a dark corner and gave me a kiss.
"Brian, what if we..."
"Shh..." He said, before kissing me again. "So, my blue haired bishie, what are you doing later this afternoon?"
"Unfortunately, I have work...I had to pick up Monday nights, I wasn't making enough money..." I said, sighing.
"This whole thing's still a little hard on you, huh?"
"Yeah..." Recently, I had emancipated myself from my parents; I just couldn't be in the same house after they found out I was gay. They were horribly verbally abusive, and I couldn't take it anymore. I now live in an apartment complex a few blocks from school and my work.
"Want me to come over after you get off?"
"Yes, I'd like that. Thank you."
"Anything for you, sweetie." He said, giving me one last kiss as the warning bell rang. We broke from our little cuddle and said our goodbyes as we split up to go our separate ways. He had Geometry with Rei and Kyle, and I had to go to Chemistry WET, which I had with V and Alice (fun, but always, always a terrifying experience with those two, I mean...hot things, corrosive acids...pointy things...-shudders-) We had lab today, and me, V, and Alice were in a group, so I went into the big science lab on the top floor of B Building.
(All of our buildings are named like that, so: B Building: Sciences, A Building: Maths and Visual Arts, C Building: Speech and Performing Arts, V Building: Economics, Food Nutrition, and TV Production, S Building: Shop, and M Building and MA(nnex) Building: Languages)
"Hey you guys!" I said as I headed towards the sadistic duo. "What's up?"
"Nothing much," Alice said, her Asian eyes sparkling. "We get to mix chemicals today!"
The teacher, who was walking by, overheard Alice and said, "Yes, but you will not be participating in this activity!"
"Aww, but why not?!" Alice whined.
The teacher narrowed her eyes "You know why."
Indignant, Alice shot back. "But it was just an accident, I didn't mean to!"
"Well, you're still not going to be touching any of these chemicals, you understand me?"
"Hai..." Alice said, weakly. The teacher turns and walks toward a group of girls who seem to be having a problem with their lab. Alice sighs heavily, leaning forward on her lab stool as she props her elbow on the lab desk, her chin cupped in her palm. She blows a strand of hair from her face. "Geez, you blow up the science lab once, and they never let you forget..."
Me and V sweatdrop, looking over at each other. This is going to be a looooong period.
To be continued...
Whelp, that's it for the second part! I beg beg BEG you to send me emails, to let me know how good (or bad) of a job I'm doing! I hope you all liked this, and Alice, please don't hurt me!! Hehehe! I love you all, and hope to see you in my next installment! Email is at firstname.lastname@example.org! Bye!!